Chapter 389 Miner

"Oh… my… lord…"

"It's broken!"

Gasps rippled through the arena as the crowd focused on the injured Velez guard, who was writhing on the ground, clutching his foot in visible agony. 

Meanwhile, Ross walked away without so much as a scratch, his calm demeanor unshaken as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

On the massive screen above the court, the replay of the incident played on a loop. 

The footage zoomed in on the moment of impact, showing the exact second when the Velez guard attempted a dirty maneuver to injure Ross, only for the plan to backfire spectacularly. 

The arena fell into a mixture of stunned silence and murmurs of disbelief.

"How is this possible? The guy's foot is broken, and Ross is perfectly fine!" one spectator whispered, wide-eyed.

Another chimed in, "Wow! Ross isn't just skilled—he's blessed. It's like he has divine protection or something."