Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 37: The Romain Standard Spear
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 928: Deep Inside the Black Box
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 264: Staying at the Ye Clan
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 752- Self created gold equipment
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 894 - Primordial Dragonoid's Might
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 751- I didn't bring money
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 773: Celebration
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 202 - Prerequisite Mission Of The True Fire God's Palace
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.03 - Northern District's Mist
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 263: You Betrayed Me
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 412.1: Clearwater Mountain - Part 1
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 246.2: Prosperity, Report to My Room Tonight… (2)
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 927: Hell in Immortal Pharma
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 36: Killing the Caesar
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 262: One Will Suffice
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 750- Heaven on the left, hell on the right
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 893 - Hephaestus's Flame
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 749- One step board
“WOOO!”
The silent colosseum finally broke out in thunderous cheers as soon as Antonio concluded his speech. Those from the Bluerose Faction could hardly suppress their exhilaration, and Chris shot to her feet.
Before everyone’s eyes, Antonio took out a golden trophy with gems embedded on it. It shone brilliantly beneath the sunlight. It wasn’t a magic tool, but there was hardly anything in the world that could compete with it in terms of value.
“You have shown us wit, courage, and unwavering tenacity in your battle. These are the qualities we wish to bring out through the Challenger Cup, and it’s the reason why we continue to host this tournament. Take it, it belongs to you,” said Antonio as he entrusted the Challenger Cup into Roel’s hands with a smile.
At the same time, the distinguished guests from the Saint Mesit Theocracy, Austine Empire, Rosa Merchant Confederacy, Knight Kingdom Pendor, and Country of Scholars Brolne walked onto the stage. They bestowed upon Roel honorary noble insignias from their respective countries.
It was a tradition for the five countries to confer peerage to the champion of the Challenger Cup as a celebratory gift. It was only an honorary baron title, but it represented the recognition from those countries.
With the noble insignias from the five countries pinned on his chest, Roel took a step forward while Antonio and the others took a step back. On the highest stage of the colosseum, Roel looked at the masses and smiled at the familiar faces before him.
Then, he raised the champion trophy up high, and it immediately evoked deafening roars from the crowd. Tens of thousands of people began chanting Roel’s name in unison.
“ROEL, ROEL, ROEL…”
Roel felt his heart pounding hard with excitement. He waved at the crowd in response to their cheers.
Charlotte, Lilian, and all of Roel’s close friends looked at him with a heartened smile.
The hundred challengers raised their heads and applauded for him. Having watched the fight themselves, they knew that he had proven himself worthy of the champi
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