Even if the outcome could not be changed, fighting a strong opponent was itself a priceless opportunity. Every move, every exchange, every pressure placed upon one's body and spirit could become a stepping stone for growth. On the road of cultivation, victories were not always the greatest reward. Sometimes, losing while learning something was far more valuable than winning against weaker opponents.
Marcus also stepped forward and grinned, forcing a confident tone into his voice even though he knew the reality.
"That's right! Just go up there and fight with momentum. Even if you lose, you must lose with dignity. Show them the backbone of our Imperial Academy!"
The others nodded, their expressions complicated. They wanted to comfort Alaric Von Seraph, but no comforting words could truly erase the pressure of facing Zion Blackstar. All they could do was offer him their support, hoping that at least he would not lose his confidence.
