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Gilmore’s gaze settled on the gravely injured Tristan in the hall. Tristan,” he began, “you’re no
longer fit to be the leader of
Star Gate.
“Summon all Star Gate disciples immediately and announce your abdication in my favor.”
Tristan’s expression changed dramatically when he heard that.
Yet, he eventually nodded solemnly towards Gilmore and said, “Yes, martialist.”
The reason Tristan agreed to abdicate wasn’t merely because he was no match for Gilmore.
During their brief confrontation, Gilmore had struck Tristan’s mana core with a palm, crippling his
martial arts.
As it stood, he was no different from amoner without any martial arts.
Even if he remained as the sect leader, without his martial arts, he couldn’t possibly control Star
Gate.
Thus, whether he was or wasn’t the sect leader made little difference to him now.
“Quickly! Summon all Star Gate disciples to the za. I have an important announcement,” Tristan
immediately instructed the dozens of Star Cate martialists present in the hall.
When they his words, their faces reflected their shock
They realized that Tristan truly intended to announce his abdication to all Star Gate disciples.
“Why are you just standing there? Hurry up and gather everyoner Tristan eximed, seeing the
martialists‘ hesitation.
The dozens of martialists finally snapped to attention, acknowledging the order, and hurriedly left
the hall to summon their fellow disciples.
Watching the departing figures, Phoenix and Steve, who were still in the hall, looked astonished.
They hadn’t expected Tristan to truly give up his leadership position.
But upon reflection, they believed that he had no other choice.
This masked man, in all likelihood, was a first–rate martialist.
In the face of an order from such a first–rate martialist, they had no room to refuse.
Otherwise, it would be a path to certain doom.
Furthermore, by the unwritten rules of the martial world, once sect leader was defeated by another,
he either faced death or lost his position.
So, if Tristan wanted to save his life, this was his only option
Even for the rest of them, once the masked man became the new leader of Star Gate, they would
have to bow down to him and follow his everymand.
And Tristan would no longer be their leader or master.
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In about 10 minutes, footsteps echoed from the za outside. Groups of Star Gate disciples began
to gather.
Soon, the spacious ca was filled with two to three hundred martialists and disciples of Star Gate,
standing in neat rows.
their heads held high, exuding an aura of confidence that showcased their martial prowess.
Unaware of Tristan’s intention to abdicate, they assumed, as on any other day, that their leader
would them
give motivational speech, urging them to persevere in their martial arts journey and be true
martialists.
They waited eagerly for the appearance of their leader and the presbyters.
Dozens of Star Gate internal force martialists re–entered the main hall.
One of them reported to Tristan, “Leader, all the disciples and martialists of Star Gate have been
assembled in the za.
Tristan nodded, saying, “Help me out; I need to address them.”
Two martialists immediately came forward to assist the injured Tristan to his feet.
Simultaneously, a few other experts moved to assist Phoenix and Steve, helping them up.
When the sect leader spoke, the presbyters would naturally apany him. Especially for such a
significant announcement as the leader’s abdication.
With the support of several martialists, Tristan and the two presbyters made their way out of the
grand hall.
However, Gilmore stayed behind in the hall.
Whispers of surprise and confusion quickly spread outside. What happened to the leader and the
two presbyters?
They seem injured?”
“What on earth took ce?”
Then, a voice rose above the murmur, saying, “Everyone, quiet down! The leader has an
announcement to make!”
Then, all the chatter was silenced
At this moment, with the support of two martialists, Tristan stood at the top of the elevated steps in
front of the za. He looked over the crowd and began, “Listen, all martialists and disciples of Star
Gate.
“From this moment on,
I
no
to longer the leader of Star Cate!”
As his words sank in, the za, filled with hundreds of disciples and martialists, erupted into
murmurs.
“Why isn’t Mr. McLean leading anymore?”
“If Mr. McLean isn’t the leader, then who is?”
“What on earth happened?”
“Silence!” Tristan mustered up all his strength to shout.
The murmuring then subsided.
Tristan continued, “My martial arts skills are inadequate, unworthy of leading Star Gate.
“Today, I was defeated by a superior martial artist. Hence, I am willing to relinquish my position to
this martialist.
“With this person leading Star Gate, our sect is destined to flourish, bing one of the top sects
in Eldoria
The crowd was stunned to hear that.
“Tristan’s martial arts are inadequate?”
“He’s an intermediate top–tier martialist, already the elite top–tier martialist. How could he consider
himself inadequate?”
Yet, they were also shocked that their leader had been bested by another.
They understood why Tristan and the two presbyters were injured and needed assistance.
It appeared that Tristan had faced this martialist inbat.
It meant an expert hade to challenge Tristan’s leadership at Star Gate.
By the rule of the martial world, if a sect leader was defeated in challenge by another martialist, he
either lost his life or his position.
So, Tristan’s decision to step down was because he couldn’t ovee his adversary and chose to
preserve his life by giving up his leadership.
As surprising as it was, the disciples and martialists felt that it made sense.
After all, to the victor go the spoils.
“Dad, who exactly wants you to step down? Don’t we have hundreds of martialists in Star Gate?
Can’t we defeat him?” An indignant voice suddenly rang out.
The crowd’s attention shifted, and they saw a man seated in a wheelchair being pushed forward by
an attractive young woman from among the martialists and disciples.
The man in the wheelchair was none other than Ss.
Due to injuries to his limbs, which were now encased in casts, Ss was immobile and hence
confined to a wheelchair. Hearing his father’s intention to step down, Ss was immediately filled
with anger and vocally opposed the decision. However, Tristan, hearing his son’s words, was
inwardly agitated, thinking, “He really doesn’t know the depth of the water! He and the three
presbyters had nearly lost their lives at the hands of Gilmore. How could Star Gate’s external and
internal, force martialists possibly defeat someone like Gilmore?
That was a pipe dream!
And what worried Tristan even more was whether Gilmore had heard Ss’s defiant words from
inside the hall. Was Ss trying to get himself killed?
Just as Tristan was about to scold Ss, a shadow, swift and silent like a specter, zipped down
from the stage.
In an instant, with a shriek of horror, Ss, along with his wheelchair, was flung high into the air.
Then there was a loud crash.
Ss and his wheelchair plummeted down,nding on a distant part of the za.
The wheelchair shattered into pieces, its wheels rolling aimlessly. The fresh casts on Ss’s limbs
were smashed to smithereens, and amidst the cracking sounds, his newly healed Lones broke once
more.
He was utterly disabled.
The pain was so intense that he screamed until he passed out.
Everyone who witnessed the scene took a sharp inhale.
The ghostly shadow returned to the stage, revealing itself as the masked figure Gilmore.
A daunting aura emanated from him, pressing down heavily on everyone present and sending
shivers down their spines.
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