Rommel did not press his advantage. Instead, he cupped his fists and said:
"Thank you for the lesson."
Aoki clutched his chest, dispersed the foreign Battle Aura within him, steadied his breathing, and looked at Rommel, who was still holding his fists in a meticulous salute.
Just then, Bulos on the VIP viewing platform drawled:
"This truly calls for congratulations to His Highness Sean."
But judging by his tone, how could that possibly be congratulations? It was clearly a barbed, sarcastic remark.
At that moment, Sam, who had remained silent all along, suddenly spoke:
"Careful."
On the arena stage, Rommel had already withdrawn his strength and was about to take his leave when Aoki's aura suddenly surged. He immediately launched a sneak attack at Rommel's back.
With a puff, like air leaking from a ball, the sound rang out. Before his punch could land on Rommel's back, Sam pointed from afar and struck the central node where Aoki's Battle Aura was coordinated. That single finger directly scattered the Battle Aura throughout his body.
Without Battle Aura, that punch was merely a fist with a little more force behind it. It could not cause Rommel much harm.
"Impudence! Someone, drag him away!"
Bulos rose abruptly and slapped the table, putting on the act of a good man as he angrily rebuked Aoki below. He then ordered the attendants beneath the arena to drag Aoki away.
"Rommel, are you all right? Rest assured, this prince will definitely give you an explanation."
"I am fine. Thank you for Your Highness's concern."
After saying that, Rommel left the stage.
Chen Cheng also rose and bade Bulos farewell. Bulos was nowhere near as polite to him; he merely cupped his fists before letting Chen Cheng leave.
Once Chen Cheng and the others had all departed,