"Enough, should the younger generation still not know their limits? Medici, you've gone a bit too far!"
On the raised platform inside the grand hall, Amanda Frandy spoke with sarcasm while she gracefully waved her hand, dispersing the energy that Medici Vladimir had conjured up with a mighty surge of Spectral Energy.
It wasn't until then that Song Chi on the mechanical platform snapped out of his rigid state, although he showed no signs of oddity.
He retracted the Silver Dragon Spear and then cupped his hands in a fist towards Feike Vladimir, who was still slightly dazed.
At that moment, Feike Vladimir finally composed himself and, swallowing his pride, returned the gesture to Song Chi.
Admitting inferiority in skills was not shameful.
A momentary defeat meant little; he had confidence in himself.
Seeing his response, Song Chi instinctively glanced sideways.