The instant their eyes met.
A razor-sharp blade intent shot straight into Dunn's eyes. Having never encountered an attack like this before, Dunn was caught off guard and injured on the spot.
A bloody tear trickled from the corner of his eye.
But in the next instant, that freshly shed tear retreated, as though time were running backward.
Dunn had controlled it after reacting in an instant.
Needless to say, this old man was Damon, the [Blade Ghost].
Although Dunn and Damon's gazes had clashed for only an instant, everyone present was a High-Tier Classholder. Ever since Damon, the [Blade Ghost], had entered, all eyes had been focused here.
As such, practically everyone noticed the bloody tear Dunn shed.
In an instant, some in the Main Viewing Stand rejoiced while others worried.
The Thirteenth Prince's expression darkened instantly, while Annie looked at Dunn with some concern.
The others, especially the princes, all looked delighted.
This brief clash made it clear that Damon, the [Blade Ghost], had gained the upper hand over Dunn.
Everyone who had been made uneasy by Dunn and Annie's confidence immediately felt reassured.
The burly middle-aged man even arrogantly drew a finger across his throat at Annie.
"Heh, I thought you were someone remarkable. Turns out you're just a brat with extraordinary luck."
Having gained the upper hand in his probe, Damon, the [Blade Ghost], thought he had already gauged Dunn's capabilities and immediately sneered in mockery.
His implication was that Dunn had only made it this far through good luck and had no real ability.
In a sense, Damon was not wrong.
After all, aside from some Transcendent knowledge he had memorized from his family's legacy, Dunn had never undergone any corresponding training.
He had simply become a Classholder and advanced by leaps and bounds to