"Goob job, master!"
Cleo said with a big smile.
"You completely dominated the match."
Lumian said with admiration.
When he witnessed Kiernan use Iron Style, he kept realizing just how long a path was ahead of him to reach that level of skill.
He couldn't understand how Kiernan mastered something as difficult as Iron Style in just a couple of short years.
If he didn't know better, he would think that Iron Style was the result of an entire lifetime of trial and error.
'I guess this is what separates geniuses from the rest of us.'
Lumian thought.
"Just lucky. My opponent's best days are past him, and he is only fighting with the last fumes that he had left."
Kiernan said.
Girard, despite being a Martial Legend, was already old, and he didn't have that much time left in his life.
This was why Girard had been actively looking for successors to take his place, as he believed that he wouldn't be in this world much longer.
This might very well be his last Martial Arts Meet.
