章 127: The End of the Spiritual Tournament 2

As the last air blade created by Minos was thrown towards his opponent, the young Stuart's face had turned ashen. With this last blade, he had spent all that he had on this attack, and there was no way for him to continue this fight any further.

Swooish!

At the same time, Troy tried to punch the air again, but he, too, was almost on the brink of collapse. He had endured many of Minos' blows during this fight and since his defense was not as effective as that of his enemy, he had suffered numerous injuries and physical damages!

"Ahh!"

Before the blade even touched him, Troy collapsed on the floor of the stage, wailing. His vision blurred, with his face colliding with the hard surface of the stage's ground.

He had lost consciousness after trying to create a new attack. But, unfortunately, that was too much for him.