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Chapter 1540: The Battle Between Grandmasters

Chapter 1540: The Battle Between Grandmasters

"Correct..." Connor nodded, his expression puzzled.

"Alright then. I'll take this woman with me now, and I'll give you one day to contact your Master. Tell him to come to Spring Mountain tomorrow at noon for a battle against me. If I don't see your Master tomorrow, I will kill you. If your Master comes tomorrow, regardless of the outcome, I will spare you. How does that sound?" Faris said expressionlessly to Connor.

"This matter has nothing to do with Yelena. Can you just take me instead?" Connor hastily pleaded.

"If I take you, who will contact your Master?" Faris retorted coldly.

He hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "I can't contact my Master either..."

"Then that's your problem, and it has nothing to do with me!" Faris replied indifferently. He then picked up Yelena and turned to leave.

Connor instinctively tried to stop him, but with a wave of his hand, Connor was pushed back by his aura.

In the end, Connor, Waverly, and the Second Elder could only watch as Faris took Yelena away.

Connor couldn't believe that he had just rescued Yelena from Rockefeller's clutches, only to have her taken by Faris. While Connor might have had a chance against Rockefeller's forces, facing Faris, he felt utterly hopeless. He had no idea how to deal with this new threat.

"Sect Leader McDonald, what do we do now?" Waverly anxiously asked Connor.

"Take the Second Elder to the hospital now. The rest isn't your concern," he replied in a low voice. He took out his phone and dialed Thomas's number.

"Ring... Ring..."

After a couple of rings, Thomas answered the call. "Mr. Connor, what can I do for you?"

"Thomas, go see my Master immediately. Tell him to come to Honduria as soon as possible!" Connor said urgently.

Thomas sensed Connor's urgency and agreed, "I understand. I'll go find Master Jorge right away. Don't worry, Mr. Connor."

After hanging up, Connor's face showed extreme despair. He had thought that the situation in Honduria had been resolved, especially after dealing with Rockefeller's people. But Faris's appearance had thrown him into a dire situation once again.

Feeling utterly powerless, he had no idea what to do to face Faris.

Time passed quickly, and a day went by.

The crowd that had previously gathered to watch Connor's battle with Wadi had once again assembled beneath Spring Mountain. This time, it consisted mostly of martial artists, with very few ordinary people present.

The news of Faris challenging Jorge had spread rapidly in the martial arts world. Both Faris and Jorge were renowned grandmasters in the martial arts community, and such figures were rarely seen nowadays. Their challenge was like a battle of legends, garnering the attention of martial artists from far and wide.

"What a surprise, so many people have come!"

"Yeah, it seems they've all received the news..."

"I was actually planning to leave, but I didn't expect Mr. Faris to challenge Mr. Jorge. This is so thrilling! If these two really start fighting, Spring Mountain might be flattened!"

"Absolutely. The number of martial artists is dwindling, and such clashes between grandmasters, let alone ancient martial arts grandmasters, have become extremely rare. It's an honor for us to witness this battle."

As a short while passed, another day had gone by.

The spectators who had come to watch Connor and Wadi's battle had gathered once again beneath Spring Mountain. However, this time, the crowd was composed mostly of martial artists, as word had quickly spread through the martial arts community.

Faris's challenge to Jorge had generated enormous interest, drawing the attention of martial artists from all corners. The opportunity to witness a battle between two grandmasters was exceedingly rare, and many had traveled far to witness this historic event.

Amidst the excited chatter of the crowd, anticipation and tension filled the air as they awaited the upcoming battle between two legendary figures.