From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70 A Clash of Titans

“Mr. Ashcroft?”

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Gale lifted his gaze and, upon spotting Leander, his expression transformed dramatically. Beside him. Dylan turned to look as well. The two brothers from the esteemed Halloway family in Mornwick instantly adopted solemn expressions, clasping their fists in respect as they bowed deeply.

Their visit to Mount Lurvale stemmed from news that had reached them through the Tarlyn Guild, announcing that their second–in–command, Mason, would face off against Jeff that very day. While others might not recognize Jeff’s significance, the Halloway brothers certainly did; after all, Jeff was none other than Leander himself.

“Mr. Ashcroft? What Mr. Ashcroft?”

Matthew and Cheryl were taken aback for a moment. It took them a moment to follow the gazes of Gale and Dylan toward Leander, their expressions shifting to a blend of confusion and intrigue.

“Mr. Halloway, you address this young man as Mr. Ashcroft?”

Matthew’s brow furrowed deeply in disbelief. Gale and Dylan were pillars of the Halloway family, respected figures in the martial arts community. Ordinary martial artists rarely earned a nod from them. Yet here was Leander, an unknown youth, receiving such reverence that they bowed to him as juniors.

“Mr. Ashcroft?”

Cheryl echoed, her voice laced with bewilderment. In her eyes, anyone deserving of the title “Mr.” must possess either remarkable strength or exceptional skills. Yet this young man, who appeared no older than eighteen, had done nothing to warrant such admiration from the head of the Halloway family.

At Matthew’s comment, Gale hesitated briefly, then understood. It became clear that Leander had chosen to remain low–key, concealing his true abilities and strength. This was why the Dale family duo remained unaware of his stature.

With a faint smile, Gale explained, “Indeed, Mr. Ashcroft is the savior of my youngest daughter, Ivy. He has also cured my father’s persistent ailment. He is a great benefactor to our family.”

Matthew and Cheryl exchanged glances, comprehension dawning in their eyes. So, Leander was a healer. That made sense; he must possess some medical skills that had healed William, prompting Gale and Dylan to express their gratitude with such reverence.

As for other aspects of Leander, they hadn’t considered them at all.

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“Mr. Ashcroft, please take a seat,” Gale gestured invitingly to Leander, who nodded in acknowledgment and settled into a chair before the two brothers.

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“Hmph, so this guy has ties to the Halloway family,” Cheryl sneered, casting a sidelong glance at Leander. His calm demeanor caught her off guard; she hadn’t anticipated that he could forge a relationship with such a prominent family. However, this revelation did nothing to elevate her opinion of him. In the martial arts world, strength reigned supreme. Only masters like her grandfather, Matthew, or the second–in–command of the Tarlyn Guild, Mason, truly commanded respect and admiration.

Unfazed by Cheryl’s dismissive thoughts, Leander surveyed the assembly of martial arts experts gathered around the Mount Lurvale platform. Each individual radiated an aura of mastery, with many at the pinnacle of their craft, forming a constellation of formidable talents.

“Why are we not allowed on the Mount Lurvale platform?”

Just then, a booming voice sliced through the atmosphere. Numerous martial artists turned to see a group clad in lavish garments, accompanied by hundreds of black–clad bodyguards, exuding a powerful presence.

Leander turned to catch sight of Frankie at the forefront of the crowd. Next to him stood Gumus, Thomas, Robert, and dozens of other notorious figures from northern Mornwick. They had arrived in a formidable entourage, seemingly to cheer for Leander, yet they found themselves halted a hundred meters away from the platform by a line of stern guards.

Tommy stepped forward, facing Frankie with a cold smile. “Mr. Wainwright, I understand you’re concerned about Jeff potentially being defeated by Mr. Tarlyn, but rules are rules. The Mount Lurvale platform is surrounded by ancient martial artists, and no outsiders are permitted to approach within one hundred meters. Even I can only lead my men to guard this area. Do you really think you can get any closer to watch the match?”

Despite their discontent, Frankie and his group found themselves at an impasse. The region of Southridge lay firmly under Tommy’s influence. For the moment, they could only remain at bay, unable to approach the Mount Lurvale platform. Tension crackled in the air between the two factions, and an explosion of conflict felt imminent.

Observing the standoff, Leander composed a message and sent it to Frankie. After reading it, Frankie gestured for the Northridge members to quiet down, yet a weight of anxiety still pressed heavily on his heart. This battle was not solely about Leander’s fate; it also held the power to determine the destinies of the heroes from Northridge.

“Esteemed guests!”

Just then, an elderly man clad in Tarlyn Guild attire soared onto the stage, landing gracefully at the center of Mount Lurvale Terrace.

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“Though we have half an hour until noon, everyone gathered here is a colleague from the martial arts community in Mornwick. Our second–in–command is concerned that you might find the wait tedious. Thus, I have been entrusted to inform you that anyone interested in sparring can take the stage and pass the time before noon!”

With that, the old man completed his announcement with a courteous bow before quickly descending from the stage.

Surrounding Mount Lurvale Terrace, the martial artists exchanged glances, their expressions igniting with enthusiasm. Each person present was a martial artist, and Mount Lurvale Terrace served as an ideal venue for contests and exchanges. With so many clite fighters from Mornwick in attendance, many were eager to showcase their skills. Perhaps by defeating a renowned expert, they could achieve instant fame.

Instantly, the atmosphere around Mount Lurvale Terrace erupted into lively chatter. Numerous martial artists rubbed their fists together, brimming with excitement to step onto the stage. Yet, no one dared to take the first leap.

Among the gathered experts, those who recognized their lower abilities hesitated, unwilling to risk embarrassment. Meanwhile, the true masters, aware of one another’s prowess, refrained from engaging in bouts that might disrupt their camaraderie.

After more than ten minutes of silence, a figure suddenly leaped several feet into the air, landing deftly on Mount Lurvale Terrace. The newcomer was a lean, middle–aged man whose complexion bore a slight pallor. His eyes, however, shone sharp and piercing, resembling a hawk poised to strike.

Upon his arrival on the stage, his gaze landed squarely on an elderly man seated to the right front of Leander, distinguished by his long black hair and a flowing beard.

“Kevin, care to spar?” he called out.

The black–haired elder rose, laughter erupting from him like distant thunder.

“Why not?”

With that, he dashed forward like a bolt of lightning, landing on the stage to face the middle- aged man. The moment they ascended, gasps of astonishment rippled through the spectators. Even Matthew’s expression twitched, and his eyes narrowed in intense focus.

“Who would have thought these two would confront each other?”

Cheryl, her curiosity piqued, turned to her grandfather, “Grandpa, who are these two?”

Matthew kept his eyes trained on the duo, his voice low and measured. “The first is Kevin Lennox, a master of the Twelve Routes of Tan Legs.” He paused for emphasis before continuing, “And the other is Adam Simo, renowned for his Iron Fist technique.”

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“These two are esteemed figures in Mornwick’s martial arts community. They are practical fighters, well–known for their penchant for challenging others, and have earned a reputation as combat fanatics.”

Thoughtfully stroking his beard, Matthew offered a faint nod. “It seems we have hidden talents. among those who have come to Mount Lurvale this time.”

“Besides the duel between Mason and Jeff, we can also witness other experts clash.”

Cheryl’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she took in the impressive energy radiating from the two men on stage. Her delicate features reflected her barely contained anticipation.

In contrast, Leander remained composed, his gaze serene. An air of indifference enveloped him, as if the unfolding spectacle held no significance in his world.

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