Viktor's expression shifted the moment Alex confirmed his intention. He had already suspected it, but hearing it spoken so calmly still made something tighten in his chest.
These competitions were never simple sparring matches. They were brutal, high-stakes events designed to push participants to their limits, and sometimes beyond them.
People died in these competitions. Talented cultivators who thought themselves prepared had been crippled or killed more than once.
Viktor looked at Alex carefully.
"Sir… these competitions are extremely dangerous," he said in a low, serious voice. "Even Apex cultivators have suffered heavy injuries in the past. The Steele family does not hold them for entertainment."
Alex met his gaze without hesitation.
"I know," he replied calmly. "That's exactly why I want to participate. I need the danger."
He paused for a moment, then added with quiet confidence:
"Don't worry about me. I'm not that easy to kill. You know my skills better than anyone."
