The broken half of the blade fell to the ground with a series of clanks.
The sound was not loud, yet it seemed to possess a strange magic, silencing the entire Battle Arena for a moment.
Then, an uproar erupted from the stands.
"Andres's weapon broke!"
"The winner has been decided now."
"I never expected this battle to end this way. What a pity, what a pity."
The spectators unanimously believed that Andres would lose.
"This is bad!" Trevor's face went pale as well. Having his weapon destroyed put Andres at an enormous disadvantage.
"I have a soft sword in my Space Ring. I can lend it to him," one Human Saint Realm expert said.
Abad shook his head and sighed. "No. The Holy Alliance has rules. Outsiders cannot interfere during a battle—not even by lending a weapon."
"Then what do we do?" Many of the Human Saint Realm experts could not help but grow anxious.
Even with a weapon, Andres had been unable to break through Yulian's defenses. Now that he had no weapon, his odds of winning were even smaller.
Among the Human Saint Realm experts, only Patur was secretly delighted, inwardly shouting, Good break! Break beautifully!
"Don't panic yet. Perhaps Andres has a spare weapon," Lord Yasen said calmly. "Even if Andres truly loses, it does not matter. He has already proven his potential. As long as he has not made any fundamental mistakes, we humans will do everything we can to nurture him and obtain a Sacred Tree Fruit for him."
Hearing Lord Yasen's words, the Human Saint Realm experts all nodded.
"That is all we can do."
"Still, what a pity. He was so close. If Andres could become first on the Cadet Ranking, our humans could finally hold our heads high."
"Exactly."
The human