The members of the Thalrex Order's organizing committee and representatives from the seven participating regions all stood up and walked out of the conference room.

Surman, the captain of the Peacock Kingdom Special Forces, still felt unhappy after being knocked down by a single strike from Robin earlier.

As he passed by Robin and his team, Surman extended his hand. "Young man, among all the teams I've seen in past tournaments, you're the youngest commander I've ever encountered. Are you planning to forfeit this year's competition?" Robin gave a faint, indifferent smile and clasped Surman's strong, powerful hand.

"You're overthinking it. It's just a game. If you take it too seriously, you've already lost."@@novelbin@@

Suddenly, Surman felt an overwhelming and terrifying force surging straight into his palm.

The energy coursed through his arm, spreading rapidly across his entire body.

An intense, suffocating pressure made him feel as though his entire body was about to explode.

After trembling uncontrollably for a moment, Surman finally collapsed to the ground.

Jethro walked up to the pale-faced Surman and chuckled. "Captain Middleton, what's this now? Are you putting on another one of your comedy routines?"

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