The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection novel Chapter 920

At some point, Felix's free hand had raised and clenched into a fist. It met Heath's massive punch head-on, despite the stark size difference between their hands.

Felix's smaller fist somehow contained a terrifying power that halted Heath's advance.

Aiden's expression fell.

The shockwave from the clash had a force on par with the power of a late-stage Blood Realm attack.

It was now clear to him that Felix's previous victory against a True Blood Realm master in Guneria wasn't due to outside intervention. It was highly likely that Felix had achieved it himself.

"You might barely qualify to fight me," Felix remarked.

At last, even the spectators were in awe. While the fight was a straightforward display of raw power rather than a dazzling spectacle, it was undeniably thrilling.

"I yield."

Just as everyone thought the battle was about to erupt in full force, Heath suddenly retracted his hand and voluntarily conceded defeat.

"You've surprised me," Felix said with a light chuckle.

Heath shook his head. "I know my limits. The allure of the Lone Paragon is immense, but I didn't expect to meet someone of your caliber before even reaching the finals. I accept my defeat."

"Perhaps we'll meet again someday," Felix replied.

Heath's elimination disqualified him from contending for the Lone Paragon title.

Despite its flaws, the competition's rules ensured that luck might influence second or third place but never the champion's outcome.

With his victory secured on Arena One, Felix didn't have to return to the resting area. He only needed to wait for the winners of Arena Two and Three before the final round could begin.

The competition felt rushed, as if the organizers were desperate to crown a champion as quickly as possible.