Roar of the Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 1366

Koehler felt dispirited after recalling his defeat a hundred years ago at the hands of that ancient martial artist.

That loss had haunted him ever since.

After the defeat, he returned to Durandal and began to train in seclusion, to improve his skills and redeem himself.

“A hundred years have passed.”

Koehler sat on his chair and looked into the distance. He sighed as sadness filled his eyes. “I wonder if the person who had defeated me is still alive. He must’ve also improved significantly since then.”

He understood the person who defeated him back then would not be the same and would likely have only improved since that time.

All these years, he did not dare to act recklessly for this reason.

He was afraid of being defeated again.

“Gu Sect…” he murmured.

He recalled the person who defeated him claimed to be from the Gu Sect.

Koehler remembered that man’s name was Callan.

A hundred years ago, his opponent was only in his 40s but wielded an inhuman strength.

Koehler was already 80 years old back then and was now already a hundred and eighty years old.

He knew he did not have much time left to live.

Despite being a strong Divine Knight, he too was not immune to aging. His physical condition would only allow him three more years before he would die naturally from old age.

“I don’t have much time left,” Koehler muttered darkly.

If he had his revenge now, he would be able to avoid taking his regrets to the grave with him.

“I want you to gather strong men from over the world and hold a martial arts exchange conference on Mount Olympus.”

When he heard this, Evan inadvertently raised his head.

He was also an old man about the same age as Koehler.

With hesitation on his face, he was undecided on whether to speak or not. After thinking about it for a while, he said, “Sir, are you sure you want to do this? If you participate, the power in your body will dissipate, and you’ll have less than three years to live.”

“I’ve lived long enough. I need to find something else to do. Before I die, I want to erase this regret I’ve held onto for the past century. Remember also to invite ancient martial artists from Sol. In particular, I want you to look for a martial artist named Callan in Sol. Invite him to participate in this martial art exchange. I want to finally defeat him fair and square before I die.”

“Understood.” Evan nodded.

“Hm… on second thought, spread the news across the globe and invite all strong martial artists to participate in the conference on Mount Olympus. The Keyes will award the victor that stands above everyone else with the Excalibur. Also, I’ll reward the winner with half the Keyes’ wealth.”

“What?! You’re giving away the Excalibur?”