An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)
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It's rare to see a fight like this. No swordplay, no divine powers, just pure fistfighting." "Now, this is what I call action. A real man goes all in, throwing punch after punch." "If they're going at it this hard just in the warm-up, imagine how intense it will get if the fight gets serious." The spectators buzzed with excitement as they watched the fierce battle in the battle ring. They had anticipated a clash of sword techniques and divine powers. Instead, they were witnessing an intense, all-out fistfight.
Jaxton had set aside his sword to engage with his fists, while Fenley had put his divine powers aside for a straightforward brawl. It looked like the match was determined to settle things through pure skill in hand-to-hand combat.
Fenley and Jaxton continued their fierce exchange of punches in the battle ring.
Jaxton's attacks grew more aggressive as his internal energy surged with each strike. Each punch carried the force to split mountains.
Soon, his breathing becheavy and labored.
In contrast, Fenley focused on defense and counterattacks. His moves were precise and effortless, and he maintained a calm demeanor.
VS Follow on At this rate, you'll exhaust all your internal energy. If I were you, I'd start using your ultimate moves now," Fenley said, launching a strike.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comQuit yapping!" Jaxton grunted, and his punches becfaster. The surrounding wind roared as if it were about to tear the sky apart.
"If you don't know when to quit, don't blme for what happens next!" Fenley's expression turned cold, and he looked impatient.
He was eager to see the Esoteric Sword Guild's Sword Mastery Technique. That was why he had been sparring with Jaxton until now.
But it seemed Jaxton had no intention of drawing his sword. Did he really think he could defeat Fenley with just punches and kicks? If so, Fenley was ready to teach him a lesson.
"Instant Triumph!" Fenley shouted. His fists turned into a powerful palm strike.
In an instant, his palms blazed with intense red light. The heat made the surrounding air feel thick and sticky. Even Jaxton's punches slowed down slightly under Fenley's overwhelming energy pressure.
"Hmm?" Jaxton frowned and sensed danger. He crossed his arms before his chest and channeled his internal energy into a protective shield.
Fenley's palms slammed into Jaxton's crossed arms with tremendous force. The impact shattered Jaxton's shield. He was sent flying several yards away.
When he landed, he stumbled backward a few steps before managing to steady himself. His arms felt numb and unusually heavy.
"That's spowerful punch technique!" Jaxton glanced at his trembling arms with surprise.
As the chief senior disciple of the Esoteric Sword Guild, he was proficient in Sword Mastery Technique and confident in his raw strength. In his mind, most opponents didn't even deserve the use of his sword.
He believed punches and kicks were more than enough to defeat them.
That approach had worked perfectly in the past and allowed him to win effortlessly.
But this time, his opponent was Fenley, ranked fifth on the Legendary List. Jaxton knew relying solely on his hand-to-hand combat wasn't enough.
After exchanging hundreds of blows, he noticed he was ata disadvantage. It was clear neither of them had gone all out yet, but Jaxton had to admit that Fenley was a worthy opponent.
Follow on "Still want to keep going? You can't matchwithout using your Sword Mastery Technique," Fenley said calmly.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comAfter sparring for so long, he awaited Jaxton to unleash the Sword Mastery Technique. If Jaxton was holding back, Fenley figured he was ready to get serious.
"I thought the martial artists on the Legendary List were all hype, but it looks like you've got real skill.” Jaxton straightened with a fierce gaze and a commanding presence. His hair and robes seemed to stir with an energy of their own.
As he spoke, the giant sword behind him began to hum faintly and vibrate with a subtle energy.
"Oh? Finally going to draw your sword?" Fenley asked with a smirk, clearly intrigued.
"After warming up, it's tto show you the Sword Mastery Technique." Jaxton raised one hand and pointed to the sky. "Gore forth?" The giant sword flew out of its sheath and hovered above his head. It was six feet long, five inches wide, and pure white with intricate red runes that seemed to pulse with life.
"My sword is eager for battle from the moment it's drawn. Prepare to be the sacrifice for my Snow Breeze Sword! Then, he pointed the sword forward.
The giant sword shot out as a streak of white light, racing towards Henley with incredible speed. It moved so fast that it was barely a blur. "So fast." Fenley's eyes narrowed. He instinctively crossed his arms and channeled his internal energy to form a shield.
The white light struck the internal energy shield with explosive force and sent ripples through it. He was pushed back a few steps as the shield cracked with a spider web of fractures.
It was almost breached, and Fenley could feel the danger close to breaking through. The sheer power of the strike was unmistakable.
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Chapter 2342 "Is this the Sword Mastery Technique? It really lives up to its name." ""One strike knocked Fenley back and turned the tide. That's amazing." "That sword moved so fast, but I only saw a flash of white light. It was terrifying!" When Jaxton unleashed his Sword Mastery Technique, the spectators were stunned. Even though they had heard about it before, this was their first tseeing it in action.
The technique's sheer dominance and fierce momentum had struck them deep in their souls. It was said that "One sword strike could be deadly".
With such formidable techniques and divine power, ordinary people wouldn't stand a chance and could be defeated in the blink of an eye.
Fortunately, Fenley was strong enough to endure the attack.
Otherwise, that single sword strike might have been sufficient to kill him and decide the outcome.
Fenley exhaled sharply, and his gaze turned serious. "I have to admit.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comFollow on Your Sword Mastery Technique is indeed a powerful divine ability.
However, it's not enough to defeatat this level." Jaxton's technique was swift and fierce but lacked the decisive edge to finish the fight. In simpler terms, it couldn't end the match.
'He could easily overwhelm most grandmaster martial artists. But when facing someone of Fenley's caliber, it wasn't enough.
J "Hmph! You're spouting nonsense. Soon, you'll understand how terrifying my Sword Mastery Technique is." Jaxton raised his finger and pointed it at Fenley. "Cforth!" The giant sword transformed into a streak of white light and soared upward. This time, it was even faster and more powerful, like a meteor falling to the earth with a deadly force.
"Now, letshow you my true strength!" Fenley's body trembled as a surge of blue light erupted from within him. It formed a towering, 30-feet-tall ethereal divine spirit around him.
The blue divine spirit radiated an overwhelming sense of authority, and its mere presence evoked awe and fear. This was the signature technique of the Celestial Alliance, the Four Elements of God's Technique.
"Stop right there!" Fenley's blue-lighted palms struck forward forcefully as the white light charged at him. At the stime, the giant ethereal divine spirit mimicked the saction.
His palms landed squarely on the white light and pinned Jaxton's flying sword firmly in place. The sword began to vibrate and struggled to break free.
~ Trying to escape? It won't be that easy!" Fenley's smirk widened as he increased the force in his hands, At that moment, he appeared god-like and was completely unfazed by the sword's energy. Regardless of how much the sword struggled and trembled, it couldn't break free.
"Such power from the Four Elements of God's Technique! I'm truly impressed!" "The Four Elements of God's Technique is the Celestial Alliance's signature move. It is known for its suprpower, both offensive and defensive. It's perfectly suited to counter the Esoteric Sword Guild's Sword Mastery Technique." "With those flying swords under control and Jaxton without his weapon, he's at a disadvantage. Even if he has super power, he won't be able to use his Sword Mastery Technique." Seeing Fenley fighting barehanded, the spectators couldn't help but marvel at him.
The Sword Mastery Technique was known to be deadly and unstoppable, but his ability to grab the flying sword with his hands proved his extraordinary skill. This was due to the Four Elements of God's Technique, without which such a feat would be impossible.
~ "Humph! Impressive, but you're mistaken if you think you can control my flying swords!" Jaxton wasn't the least bit shaken. He quickly formed hand seals and pointed in two directions.
Alow hum filled the air as the sword in Fenley's grip began to tremble violently. Fenley frowned when he sensed the power surge, like a wild bull trying to break free. Just when he was about to exert more force, the giant sword split into three.
The swords, one large and two small, flew out of his hands and hovered near Jaxton. It glowed brightly with sharp, dangerous energy.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comFollow on ""The Trinity Dominion Sword?" Fenley was taken aback. He had thought Jaxton wielded only one flying sword, but now three had appeared, which raised the threat level significantly.
This display confirmed that Jaxton, as the chief senior disciple of the Esoteric Sword Guild, was exceptionally formidable.
"You've forcedto reveal my trump card. You're skilled, but this is where it ends," Jaxton said coldly. "From now on, I won't hold back.
Whether you live or die is up to fate." With that, he pointed his sword forward. The largest sword shot out first and turned into a streak of white light.
The two smaller swords shot out, one to the left and one to the right, moving forward from different direction. They didn't travel in a straight line but arced like crescent moons, creating tricky attack angles that were hard to defend against. Even if Fenley blocked the front sword, the two on the sides would be enough to ensure his death. His expression turned grim, and he decided to use his ultimate move.
"Fury of the Wind God!" With a low shout, he released all his internal energy. The ethereal divine spirit behind him grew solid, with a fierce wind roaring around him like a howling storm.
In the next instant, he thrust his palms forward, and the divine spirit mirrored his actions storm of wind blades erupted as it poured out like a torrential downpour that crashed into the three flying swordsAn Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)
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Chapter 2343 The wind blades formed a net, which carried immense force as they hammered relentlessly against the three flying swords. Each impact resounded with explosive sounds, Though the sharp swords sliced through the blades, their momentum began to slow, and their speed dropped.
But the wind blades seemed endless as they flooded the sky in waves, Scontinued to hammer at the three swords, while others charged straight at Jaxton.
"Hmm?" Jaxton's expression changed slightly. He couldn't afford to take it head-on, so he waved his fingers three times and shouted, "Return!"'The three flying swords turned in midair and raced back to his side.
They spun rapidly and unleashed a fierce wave of sword aura that kept the incoming wind blades at bay.
The clash between wind blades and sword aura created shockwaves and explosions, like a constant barrage of fireworks.
Jaxton gritted his teeth and pointed his sword forward to fend off the relentless wind blades. Ten seconds later, the onslaught finally stopped. His pressure instantly eased, and he sighed in relief.
"Now it's my turn!" When he saw Fenley's momentum falter, he mustered his remaining strength and relaunched the three flying A iat swords.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comFollow on The three swords launched simultaneously and targeted Fenley's three vital points. Fenley smirked, and instead of retreating, he advanced and charged straight at the three flying swords.
"Go to hell!" Jaxton's eyes narrowed with resolve as he quickly formed hand seals.
In an instant, the three flying swords glowed intensely. Their sword aura expanded as if to tear the sky apart.
But then, the ethereal divine spirit behind Fenley changed. The blue divine spirit immediately transformed into a menacing red divine spirit as it grew larger and more intimidating.
"Fury of Fire God!" He clenched his fist and thrust toward Jaxton from a distance. At the stime, the red divine spirit mirrored the action.
Aloud explosion erupted, and flames shot up as it quickly engulfed most of the battle ring. Then, a torrent of scorching energy swept the entire ring.
Now glowing with white light, the flying swords slowed to a crawl. It was like moving through thick mud. In the next moment, the massive red fist smashed down and sent the three swords flying. The powerful punch continued toward Jaxton.
At that moment, Jaxton's flying swords were momentarily out of control, and he couldn't maneuver them to defend himself. With the o) +25BONUS red divine spirit's fist aiming directly at him, he knew there was no way to avoid the impending strike, "Bring it on!" Jaxton gritted his teeth and channeled all his internal energy into a counterattack with his iron fist. Since there was no way to avoid it, he decided to fight with everything he had.
The clash of the two fists created a loud explosion. The ground shook, and the sky darkened. A terrifying wave of energy erupted that spread out like a tsunami. Dust and debris flew everywhere.
Jaxton, caught at the center of the explosion, was thrown back. He flew through the air with blood spraying from his mouth. After crashing hard onto the ground, he couldn't get up.
Fenley didn't finish him off. Instead, he withdrew his divine power, retracted the divine spirit into his body, and returned to his original form. ' Jaxton, battered by the Fury of the Fire God, was a mess. His clothes were torn, blood dripped from his mouth and nose, and his body was charred and bruised. He was clearly gravely injured. "You lost," Fenley said.
He acknowledged that Jaxton's Sword Mastery Technique was impressive. It had pushed him to unleash the Fury of the Fire God from the Four Elements of God's Technique, but that was the end of the line for Jaxton.
A tans' "You..." Jaxton tried to speak, but blood gushed from his mouth, and his face turned ashen. He eventually collapsed and lost consciousness.
His three flying swords trembled briefly before settling down.
""The match is over. The winner is contestant number one, Fenley Hudson." Once Oron announced the result, the spectators erupted in applause and cheers.
"Great job!" "Fenley, you're amazing!" "As expected from the best genius in the martial world." The spectators were in awe. They had heard of the renowned Four Elements of God's Technique but never seen it in action. Witnessing it firsthand felt like a rare privilege.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comFollow on Now, they truly understood the technique's power. Even the legendary Sword Mastery Technique couldn't stop it.
"Well, what do you think of my disciple? Not bad, right?" In the main spectator stand, Alloy grinned proudly.
"He's a genius, and his potential is off the charts," Kaden said with a smile.
"He's got sskills, but they're limited," Penelope said in a raspy voice.
"Just a few tricks. Nothing impressive," Cyrus added bluntly.
~Oh Thope your disciples put on a good show too. Otherwise, it be embarrassing." Alloy smiled hollowly. "Don't worry, they'll outperform yours," Cyrus retorted.
"Let's see about that," Alloy sneered.
Fenley was already an early-stage ultimate grandmaster and on the verge of a breakthrough) Suchtalent was rare and unmatched. He would be unstoppable after mastering the Four Elements of God's Technique to perfection. Alloy was sure that Fenley was destined to win the Combat Tournament.
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I'Fenley, congratulations for making it to the top eight. You're just one step away from winning the tournament," Aurora said with a bright smile as Fenley returned to his seat.
"While the Sword Mastery Technique is impressive, Fenley's Four Elements of God's Technique is far superior. Jaxton might have lost, but he still deserves respect." Alicia's face beamed with pride.
Initially, Alicia was worried when she saw Jaxton's remarkable Sword Mastery Technique. But her worries vanished once Fenley unleashed his Four Elements of God's Technique. She knew the result of the match had already been decided.
"Defeating Jaxton was easy, but winning the tournament is still a long way to go." Fenley smiled and shook his head.
He was confident but not blind to the challenges ahead. Jaxton wasn't one of the top names on the Legendary List. Though skilled, he wasn't in the sleague as the top contestants.
"Let's take it one step at a time," Aurora said with a smile. "If Glenn and Abigail end up fighting with each other in the top eight match, then your victory is almost guaranteed." Only two opponents could pose a significant challenge to Fenley in this Combat Tournament.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comThe first was Glenn, the top-ranked martial artist on the Legendary List. The second was Abigail, who was ranked second on the list. Both were shrouded in mystery and rarely made appearances, so no one knew their full capabilities. i However, their high rankings on the Legendary List indicated they were exceptionally skilled and represented the biggest hurdles on Fenley's path to winning the tournament.
"That will be great, but we'll see how the draw goes tomorrow.
Sometimes luck plays a big part," Fenley said with a grin.
He figured he had about a 50% chance against Glenn if they both were at their peak. It would be hard to predict the outcin such a close match.
However, the situation could change drastically if Glenn and Abigail ended up battling each other tomorrow and both were significantly worn out or injured.
Of course, this was just Fenley's wishful thinking. He knew it wasn't wise to set high expectations. If luck wasn't on his side and he faced Abigail first, Glenn might slip through to the next round. In that case, the outccould be quite different.
The first match of the top 16 had concluded. After a short break, the second match began.
Oron stepped onto the battle ring and called out, ""We're starting the second match soon. Contestant number two and contestant number 15, please cup." As his words faded, Glenn slowly stood up and walked onto the stage with his sword. His cold demeanor, sharp gaze, and chilling presence immediately silenced the crowd. It was as if an invisible weight pressed down on everyone.
"Glenn is like a sword that's just been drawn. He is far more intimidating than Jaxton," Aurora observed. She frowned at the lone and aloof figure on the ring.
"The top rank on the Legendary List isn't just for show. It'd be great if his opponent could push him to his limits and show us just how powerful Glenn is." Alicia's expression turned serious.
In his previous match, Glenn didn't even need to fight. His mere presence had been enough to make his opponent forfeit in fear.
"I wonder who his opponent is this time." Fenley scanned the surroundings for the other contestant.
A few seconds later, a tall, muscular man in combat gear stood up and strode confidently to the ring. His strong presence was evident in his sharp eyebrows and piercing gaze. He carried a silver spear that exuded formidable power.
"Isn't that Levi Sullivan, branch master of Boulderthorn?" Fenley raised an eyebrow as he recognized the man. Boulderthorn was a renowned guild with over 10,000 disciples and a strong presence throughout Balerno. The role of branch master was equivalent to the elder in Celestial Alliance.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.com| Typically, branch masters were middle-aged men over 50, but Levi was an exception. At just 30 years old, he was in charge of a group of military forces, which spoke volumes about his abilities. E Aurora added, "I've heard about Levi. His spear techniques are nearly legendary. He has defeated his opponents in previous matches with just one strike, barely breaking a sweat. His strength is truly formidable.".
"So, Glenn is up against a formidable opponent?" Alicia remarked thoughtfully. "Great timing. Let's see if Levi's spear can reveal any secrets about Glenn's sword. This match should test Glenn's abilities." Levi's spear skills were extraordinary. Even if he didn't win, she hoped Levi managed to push Glenn to reveal his true abilities. "I'm Levi Sullivan from Boulderthorn." Levi stared at Glenn while holding his spear firmly. He looked fearless but filled with a fighting spirit.
The man before him was the top-ranked martial artist on the Legendary List. If he could defeat Glenn, he would take his place and be known worldwide.
"I'm not interested in who you are. Surrender now, or I won't hold back," Glenn said coldly. His gaze was as frosty as ice.
"Surrender? Hmph! You underestimate me." Levi's expression hardened. "I know you're strong, but so am I. If it comes down to a fight to the death, you might not win." Really? I hope you don't regret your decision," Glenn replied, his face still expressionless.
Both contestants are ready, so let's begin the match now," Oron announced. With that, he stepped off the ring.
"Arrogant fool! Take this!" Levi shouted and charged forward with He his spear raised. He was determined to make Glenx pay for underestimating him. ° “”Like bringing a knife to a gunfight." Glenn remained calm as he raised his sword finger and pointed at Levi from afar.
A white beam of light shot from Glenn's fingertip and struck Levi's chest with blinding speed: His body convulsed, and his attack cto an abrupt halt. In the next instant, he collapsed to the ground and died with his eyes wide open.
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The spectators fell silent as Levi's body collapsed on the ground. Shock and disbelief were written on every face, and they didn't expect the match to end so quickly. In the blink of an eye, the winner had been decided.
"I didn't imagine that, right? Levi, the Boulderthorn branch master, was killed in seconds?" "With just a finger in the air, Levi was killed. Glenn didn't even draw his sword. His strength is terrifying." "So, is that the strength of the Legendary List's top rank? It's downright terrifying." After a brief silence, the venue erupted in shock and chatter.
When Levi stepped onto the battle ring with his spear, everyone had expected a long, hard-fought match. After all, he was a renowned figure in the martial world and recognized as a master no matter where he went.
Even if Levi couldn't match Glenn's skill, he should have lasted a few rounds at least. But what happened? Throughout the whole bout, Glenn had only made one move.1 Before everyone could even process what was happening, Levi was already dead. The strength difference between them was like night and day.
"I didn't expect Glenn to be this strong. This is bad news." Aurora frowned, and her expression turned serious. Earlier, she had hoped Levi could force Glenn to show sof his techniques, but the outcwas completely unexpected. She hadn't uncovered valuable information besides Glenn's immense strength.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.com"He just killed a grandmaster with a finger. There aren't many here who could do that." Alicia shook her head with a complicated expression.
Follow on Without a massive disparity in skill level, it would have been impossible to achieve such a feat. She was worried that Glenn had broken through to the ultimate grandmaster level. Compared to his peers, he was light years ahead.
At that thought, Alicia glanced at Fenley beside her. Though exceptionally gifted and incredibly insightful, he had yet to reach the ultimate grandmaster level.
If he faced Glenn now, the chances of losing were high. The gap between them might be small, but even a slight difference could make all the difference.
"He's definitely a tough brat," Fenley muttered as his eyes locked on Glenn in the ring.
He was surprised, but his gaze showed no hint of fear. Instead, he was filled with a fighting spirit. The stronger the opponent, the more it pushed his limits. He planned to use this Combat Tournament to break through his barriers and rise to the top.
"Dr. Rhys, surely you're feeling spressure now, right?" Grace glanced at him and smiled.
"This is beyond pressure. It's like he's set on taking everyone down." Dustin sighed, and his head began to throb.
The swordmaster's strikes were devastating, and Glenn was among the best of them. Once they drew their sword, it was kill or be killed. Hence, facing an opponent like that was enough to give anyone a headache.
"Mr. Marshall, did you see that? That's what real talent and strength look like.
"Cyrus said with a rare smile. He teased, "How does your disciple measure up to mine?" "Hmph! We'll find out who is stronger after tomorrow's match." Alloy scoffed, and his expression darkened. Though he hated to admit it, he knew that Fenley's current cultivation level wasn't enough to compete with Glenn. Without a breakthrough to becan ultimate grandmaster, Fenley couldn't stand a chance.
"As the saying goes, a wise person adapts to the times. If you don't want your disciple to be defeated in the battle ring, you'd better plan ahead," Cyrus said with a sly grin.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comAlloy understood his underlying message that planning ahead meant conceding. His face stayed stern as he remained silent. With just one day left, he needed to help Fenley break through to the next level before the next match began.
"The match is over. The winner is contestant number two, Glenn Hadley. Congratulations." After a moment of daze, Oron quickly announced the results.
"Too easy." Glenn glanced at Levi's body, then turned and walked away. With his match concluded, he saw no point in staying and would rather return to training.
Follow on After a short break, Oron returned to the battle ring and announced, "The third match is about Begin.
om Contestant number three and contestant number 14, please cto the ring." As he finished speaking, a striking figure soared up from the crowd. The figure floated above the ring before. gently descending. With flowing white hair, an elegant figure, and an ethereal beauty, it was none other than Abigail, the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order.
"It's my turn!"
A booming laugh suddenly filled the venue, followed by a burly figure shooting, through the air like a m cannonbalbHe covered 100 yards in a single leap before crashing heavily onto the battle ring. There was a loud boom, and the impact left two large footprints on the ring's surface.
The spectators focused their gaze and finally realized the contestant who had just entered the ring was George Burroughs, the foreign contestant with a gorilla-like build. His nicknwas the Dusk TitanAn Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)
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George's brutal treatment of Jermaine's body had already stirred up a lot of anger. As he stepped into the battle ring again, the spectators booed and cursed at him.
"Ugh! Just seeing this bastard makessick. I want to kill him." "Disgusting heartless scum!" "He got away with it last time, but now he's facing the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order. Let's see how he dies.
The spectators were furious as they shouted and cursed at George, but he didn't care. His eyes were locked on Abigail, and his lips curled into a wicked grin. He couldn't hide the lust in his gaze. "Tsk, tsk... Hey, gorgeous. Fighting is a man's job. As a woman, your duty is to bear children." His eyes roamed over her as he grinned wider. "Unfortunately, Dragonmarsh martial artists are weaklings. They don't have what it takes to satisfy someone like you. But I can guarantee you'll experience pure pleasure with me," he said and laughed heartily.
His words were like a spark that ignited a wildfire, causing the spectators to erupt in a storm of curses. "Fucking bastard! I swear I'll kill you.” “That damn scum is way too cocky. Enough is enough." "I've had enough. I'm going to rip him to shreds today." Angry shouts filled the air as the spectators seethed with anger. Publicly harassing a woman was already despicable, but to insult all Dragonmarsh martial artists along with it was even worse. George's behavior had sparked public outrage.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comShouting insults was the mildest reaction. Shot-headed martial artists couldn't hold back and were ready to throw punches. Their aggressive stances made it clear they were prepared to take George down for good.
Follow on As they charged forward, the Sacred Wyrm Summit disciples intervened to keep things under control. Despite their own anger, they stayed composed. No matter what, the tournament's progress couldn't be disrupted. Those martial artists would have to settle it in the battle ring if they wanted to fight.
"What a bunch of losers!" George turned to glance at the Dragonmarsh martial artists below the ring, who were shouting and fuming. He didn't flinch but smiled contemptuously. With a dismissive thumbs-down, he taunted them openly.
His gesture pushed the Dragonmarsh martial artists over the edge. After all, a man could be killed but not insulted. Being taunted by a foreigner like this was more than they could stand.
"I'll take you down." "Damn it! I'll cut you in half." "Bastard, prepare to die." 2 A group of martial artists broke through the Sacred Wyrm Summit disciples' blockade and charged toward the battle ring.
George grinned menacingly and slowly clenched his fists. He planned to take this opportunity to kill them.
Just then, a tall figure descended from the sky and blocked their path. Oron waved his left hand and unleashed a powerful gust of wind that sent all the martial artists on the ring flying several yards away.
He waved his hand again, and a blue barrier instantly covered the battle ring. Anyone who touched it would feel like they were being electrocuted, their bodies convulsing and their limbs going numb.
"Settle your scores off the ring. Whether it's life or death doesn't concern me, but no one interferes with the match," Oron warned the martial artists.
He then shot a cold glance at George. If you keep provoking and inciting the crowd's anger, you'll face the consequences." 11 George sneered without saying anything. He typically dismissed Dragonmarsh martial artists as insignificant, but he knew better than to cross Oron.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.com"Without further delay, the third match officially begins," Oron quickly announced before things spiraled further out of control.
"What do you think of my proposal earlier, gorgeous? Want to experience my strength in a more personal way?" George continued to tease Abigail.
"Don't worry. We can talk about our future once I cut out your tongue, gouge out your eyes, and castrate you," she replied with a cold, indifferent gaze.
"Oh? Let's see if you've got the skills to back that up." He smiled.
Given his strength, defeating a woman as frail as Abigail would be a breeze. However, he wasn trushing breeze, to humiliate her in fo win. He front of all the Dragonmarsh martial artists. "Venom Serpent! Go!" She quickly raised her hand and flicked it. A black shadow shot like an arrow from her sleeve and headed straight at George's throat. "Your attack is too weak, gorgeous." George smiled. Instead of dodging, he reached out and grabbed the incoming shadow.
Upon closer inspection, he realized it was a black, snake-like creature. But when the creature lifted its head, he NEwas taken aback. Though it had the body of a snake, it had a human face and looked incredibly eerie.
"What the hell is this?" George felt a shiver of unease. As he tried to sh shake the strange creature off his hand, the face of the snake-like creature suddenly opened its mouth and bit into the web of his palmAn Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)
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George grimaced in pain and flung the snake-like creature away. But the creature wouldn't give up. It lunged at him again as soon as it hit the ground.
"You've got a death wish?" He snorted and smashed the creature into a scarlet mist with a single punch.
He then turned his gaze to Abigail with a malicious grin. "It's just a little snake. You don't actually think it could hurt me, huh?" "Can't hurt you? Check out the bite marks," she replied sarcastically.
"Huh?" George looked down and saw two tiny, needle-like punctures where the creature had bitten him. The wounds were so minor that they didn't even bleed.
However, the area around the wounds had turned a deep, unnatural black. It was darker than his skin, like ink. The most disturbing part was that this black mark was rapidly spreading and crept into his bloodstream. Within seconds, it had covered most of his hand.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.com"What is this?" George's frown deepened, and his smile faltered.
Follow on He had always prided himself on being impervious to harm, so he hadn't thought much of the attack earlier. But the small snake-like creature had managed to penetrate his defenses with its venomous bite.
The unknown toxin was causing an unsettling throbbing in his chest. He had a sinking feeling that if the poison kept spreading, he might be in grave danger. After all, being invulnerable to weapons didn't mean he was immune to all poisons.
George quickly transformed his left hand into a sharp, black blade. He roared and swung the weapon down hard on his right wrist.
The blade sliced through skin and muscle as it cut deep into the bone. Blood splattered everywhere and turned the ground red. But his defenses were so strong that even as he struck himself, his wrist didn't break.
"Argh!" he roared as he raised the blade again. With a mighty swing, he severed his wrist completely. The brutal, bloody scene made the spectators shudder. They hadn't expected George to be so ruthless and severed his own hand without a second thought.
As his severed wrist hit the ground, it began to decay rapidly. Within moments, the entire wrist had turned into a puddle of blood.
"Quick thinking. If the poison had spread, it wouldn't just be your hand you'd be losing." Abigail raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised.
The Venom Serpent was a highly poisonous creature cultivated by the Mystic Arts Order. Though it appeared small and harmless, it was dangerous. Anyone bitten by it would dissolve into a puddle of blood within three minutes unless they received an antidote promptly.
She hadn't expected him to have the resolve to cut off his own hand, which spared her from further trouble. "You think you can kill me? Not a chance!" George's expression was a twisted scowl. As he spoke, his severed hand began to twist and reshape. 1 The bleeding stopped almost instantly. A sharp, black blade quickly emerged from where his hand had been severed. Compared to the blade on his left arm, the one on his right was slightly shorter.
"What kind of monster is this? A severed hand turning into a blade?" "Just like that priest, this gorilla must have undergone genetic modification." "Ugh! That's gross." The sight of George's hand transformation drew murmurs from the spectators. It finally dawned on them why he was willing to sever his own hand.
It turned out that his arms could reshape into weapons. Transforming his fists into blades increased his offensive power and raised his threat level.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.com"I was planning to make this quick and painless for you. But since you're so ruthless, I'll have to finish you off." George slowly spread his blades. Their edges gleamed with a dark, ominous glow in the sunlight.
He continued, "Don't worry, I'll finish you off with one blow. I won't let you suffer too much. After all, I still have use for your perfect body." He laughed sinisterly.
"Such arrogance. I was going to make this quick for you, but now I've changed my mind." Abigail's eyes turned cold. She raised one hand as she spoke, and a red beam shot out from her sleeve as it headed toward his face.
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George was mindful of his earlier mistakes and didn't let his guard m down. He quickly swung his blade to intercept the red beam. But the moment the blade struck, there was a loud thud, and the red beam exploded.
No mist The red beam erupted into a thick cloud of toxic mist and enveloped George. The mist rapidly spread outward but was ard but was blocked by Oron's lightning barrier at the edge of the battle ring. ounding unnervingly agonized. Moments later, a "Ah!" George's pained ream tore through the red mist, hulking black figure broke through the mist and fled in a frenzy.
After just staying in the red mist for al second, his body was festering and bleeding. Strangely, a layer of red mist clung to him like leeches as it continuously corroded his flesh with a sizzling noise. George writhed desperately as he tried to shake off the mist from his skin, but it was futile. The mist only dissipated once his wounds had rotted to the bone. At that moment, he looked like a bloody mess and was barely recognizable as a human. Though the wounds weren't fatal, the unrelenting agony was a hundred times worse than losing a limb.
"Bitch! I'm going to kill you!" George roared furiously and charged at Abigail like a wild beast. His only thought was to tear her apart.
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George roared like thunder. His blade- like arms gleamed coldly and sliced through Abigail's body with lightning speed. The speed of his momentum sent him skidding for about 25 feet before he finally cto a halt.
"This is what happens when you pissoff, bitch!" He turned and laughed maniacally with a fierce expression. He believed that strength mattered and not the useless poisonous mist or creature.
"Hey, what are you laughing at?" A clear, crisp voice rang out from the front.
George looked toward the voice and was surprised to see Abigail. She casually turned with a smirk as if she were looking at a fool.
"Hmm?" His smile faltered and was replaced by shock.
What happened? Hadn't his blade already sliced through her neck? Why was there no sign of injury? Could he have missed it? That seemed impossible. His blade was as fast as lightning, and she hadn't even moved. How could he have missed? What on earth had happened? "I'm not stopping until you're dead!" George was frustrated and didn't want to dwell on it, so he resolved to keep attacking.
If one strike weren't enough, he would try two. If two weren't enough, he would go for ten, a hundred, or even a thousand. No matter what, he was determined to make Abigail pay for her actions.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comFollow on With a flash of his blade arms, he moved like a blur and charged forward again. His body was tough and had an astonishing recovery rate.
As long as he wasn't dead, he would keep fighting. He was ready to do whatever it took, even if it meant outlasting his enemy.
"You're digging your own grave." Abigail looked at the approaching figure but didn't flinch or dodge. She waved her hand, and three black iron balls shot out as they headed straight for George's face. These were the Dawson Clan's hidden weapons, Phantom Blooms.
After learning from his previous encounters, he dared not strike them. Instead, he twisted his body and dodged. But as they crossed paths, the Phantom Blooms exploded.
A storm of poisoned needles rained down and turned George into a human pincushion. His entire body was covered in needles.
Taking three Phantom Blooms without any defense would likely be fatal for an ordinary grandmaster, but George was different. With his tough, resilient body, he could withstand the attack.
Though the needles weren't deadly, they were incredibly painful. With his flesh already rotting from the previous poison, the new assault was like rubbing salt in his wounds.
"Argh!" George screamed again. His face contorted with agony.
He had never felt so helpless before. Every the tried to strike, Abigail interrupted him with one nasty trick after another. First, it was the venomous snake, then the toxic mist, and now a barrage of poisoned needles.
What frustrated him most was how his once-impenetrable defenses had proven useless against these attacks. His defenses were breached, and he was poisoned as if these assaults were tailor-made to counter him.
His strong vitality kept him fighting despite the relentless attacks, but it also meant he was enduring pain that would be unbearable for ordinary humans.
"I'll kill you! I swear I will!" George roared like a madman.
At that moment, he didn't even bother to remove the poisoned needles from his body. Driven mad with rage, he charged at Abigail with reckless abandon.
He figured since he wasn't going to die, he might as well fight with everything he had. He could endure countless blows, but if he could just find a single opening, he would rip Abigail to shreds. At least, that was what he believed.
"Surviving all this poison and still standing? Guess being big really makes you tough," Abigail remarked with a hint of surprise.
"Go to hell!" George closed in on Abigail. With a swift motion, he swung the blade on his right arm toward her neck with blinding speed.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comFollow on She curled her lips into a sneer. Instead of dodging, she extended her delicate hand and firmly caught his descending blade.
The blade met her palm with a sharp, metallic sound and stopped dead in its tracks.
"What!" George's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Abigail, who had caught his blade with her bare hand. His face was a mask of shock.
His blade was razor-sharp and capable of slicing through steel. With his full force behind it, he could cut m through a tank. Yet such a fierce! Strike couldn't even scratch her skin.
It was inconceivable. Was she even human? "Is that all you've got?" Abigail sneered. "It's not that impressive." "You... you..." George looked terrified. His lips trembled, and he couldn't form coherent words.
He thought getting close would make it easy to deal with her. But he hadn't expected her strength and defense to be even greater than his. It was impossible to catch her off guard with his blade when she could catch it with her bare hands. Even with such incredible strength, she had chosen to use poison. He felt like she was mocking him. "What's the matter? It's my turn now," Abigail said. She raised her hand and delivered a powerful punch to George's abdomen.
The impact was thunderous. His burly frshot like a missile and soared dozens of feet high. While stibb m airborne blood gushed from his mouth and nose as it scattered crimson droplets. Before he descended, she was already on the move again.
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Abigail pushed off the ground and shot into the air. She quickly caught up to George as his burly frbegan to descend. She lifted her long leg high and brought it down like a battle ax, striking his back with force.
The impact was explosive. George, falling face-first, immediately flipped and crashed toward the battle ring like a soccer ball. As he fell, he spat another mouthful of blood.
His burly frslammed into the hard ground with a bone-jarring impact. The force of the collision created a deep, human-shaped crater in the ring. Dust and debris exploded into the air, and rocks flew everywhere.
Despite George's incredible defense, the force of the blow fractured his bones, displaced his organs, and left him seriously injured.
His defense would have seemed nearly unbeatable if facing an ordinary grandmaster. But Abigail wasn't just any grandmaster. She was an ultimate grandmaster and had awakened the Phoenix bloodline.
Every punch and kick she delivered carried lethal strength that could crush a grandmaster. Yet, George could withstand even a few of her blows and still be alive, which was already beyond exceptional.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comFollow on "It's not over yet!" Just as George struggled to climb out of the crater, a devilish voice echoed.
The next moment, Abigail's fist slammed into his face. He was knocked back to the ground. His body hit the floor hard enough to make the battle ring tremble. His nose and mouth were crooked, teeth flying, his vision spinning as everything around him blurred.
She jumped into the pit and looked at him with a cold, fierce glare.
"You calla bitch?" She drove her fist into his face again.
"Trying to kill me?" Another punch followed.
"Is that all you've got?" She punched again.
"Who do you think you are?" Abigail's fists rained down on George's face like a relentless storm as she continued to punch him. A harsh insult accompanied each blow.
He was beaten to a pulp, and blood splattered everywhere. At first, he reacted with grunts of pain, but soon he fell silent.
The only sound was the dull thud of Abigail's punches landing. After an indeterminate amount of time, she finally stopped. When she emerged from the pit, covered in bloo George had already been dead for stime.
He wasn't just dead, but he had been completely pulverized. His head and neck were gone, and half of his body had been obliterated. What remained above his waist was just a gruesmix of flesh, blood, and shattered bone. It was a horrifying sight.
"Damn, what a stroke of bad luck!" Abigail spat on George's lifeless body. Then, she wiped the blood from her face and casually walked off the battle ring.
With George's body reduced to nothing but a mess, the outcwas clear. Everyone didn't need to wait for Oron to announce the result.
The sight of Abigail, whose beauty was renowned, left smen in the stand feeling shivered run down their spine. They had been somewhat flippant when she first stepped onto the battle ring. Though their remarks weren't as crude as George's, they were still inappropriate.
After seeing George's brutal defeat, they felt uneasy and guilty. They realized that when she took action, she was relentless and unforgiving.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comFollow on If a man like George, whose body could resist blades and bullets, had been turned to mush, they shuddered to think what would happen to them. No matter how beautiful she looked, they had learned not to underestimate her.
"Nice! Well done!" Suddenly, someone stood up and shouted. The booming voice instantly broke the silence. The applause roared like thunder, and cheers erupted all around. The atmosphere crackled with electric excitement.
"As expected from the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order. You've earned my respect." "Haha! The Mystic Arts Order has truly m brought honor to our nation. She EXP deserves all the praise.” “Who the heck is Dusk Titan anyway? He's just a filthy gorilla daring to run wild in Dragonmarsh and cause trouble. He's nothing but a speck of dust." "This is what you get for provoking and insulting us." The spectators felt a wave of relief and satisfaction. They had been om simmering with anger after George insulted and belittled them, but the tournament rules prevented them from retaliating.
After watching Abigail brutally defeat George, their anger was finally relieved. Even their view of the Mystic Arts Order had improved. Whatever their opinions had been before, at least she had brought honor to the nation and deserved praise.
"Madam Penelope, your granddaughter sure is violent, but I m. like that," Cyrus remarked with a rare N smile. He appreciated decisiveness and ruthlessness. Such qualities matched his preferences perfectly. "You say this is violent? If it were me, I'd make sure that big brute suffered before he died. Letting him off too easily would be a waste," Penelope replied calmly. Her words made his smile falter slightly while Alloy and Kaden, sitting nearby, exchanged uneasy glances.
They had almost forgotten that the real cold-blooded one was sitting beside them. Compared to Penelope, Abigail's actions earlier seemed merciful.
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In the corner of the stands, Jeremiah watched with a frown as the mangled mess George lay in the battle ring. His expression was somber.
He knew exactly how strong George was. Compared to the flashy Bill, George was in a league of his own.
With his exceptional talent and genetic modifications, George's physical strength, defense, and speed had reached the absolute limits of human capability. Even Dragonmarsh's grandmaster martial artists would struggle to last a single round against him.
Yet, he couldn't believe Abigail had taken down the invincible George. And not just defeated, but beaten to a pulp with fists. He wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
"This is givinga headache." Jeremiah narrowed his eyes as his face darkened. He had known the mission would be challenging, but he hadn't anticipated it to be this tough.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.comThey had started as a team of three. But now, halfway through the tournament, he was the only one left. The pressure was intense.
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The only silver lining was that the top martial artists on the Legendary List had already fought in the match. He believed the remaining opponents would be less formidable. With careful strategy, he still had a high chance of making it to the top eight.
After clearing and repairing the battle ring, Oron announced, “The fourth match is about to begin. Please welccontestant number four and contestant number 13 to the ring." Crystal stood with her sword and made her way toward the ring. She was contestant number four.
After her victory over Aurora from the Celestial Alliance, Crystal advanced to the top 16. At that moment, she had no idea who her next opponent would be.
"Give it your all, Crystal!" Ruby cheered from the stand.
Though making it to the top 16 was already an impressive achievement, advancing to the top eight would bring her fame. Additionally, she would receive rewards upon returning to her guild.
Once Crystal took her place in the ring, a man in black with sword strapped on his back walked up. His sharp, piercing eyes and tall frmade him stand out. His presence was reminiscent of Glenn's but slightly less imposing.
"Emeret?" Crystal was momentarily stunned upon recognizing her opponent. To her surprise, he was Emeret Dwight, a disciple from the Sword Union.
Within the Sword Union, he ranked just below Glenn in skill. His mastery of swordsmanship was similarly unparalleled. Emeret kept a notably low profile, which kept his reputation under the radar.
His most notable achievement was his flawless performance against Cyrus, where he remained unbeaten across three rounds. His strength was evident through his accomplishments.
"Crystal, what a coincidence! I didn't expect you to be my opponent," Emeret said with a warm smile. "How about we have a friendly spar, like old times?” “A spar?" She shook her head helplessly. "When have I ever beaten you since joining the guild?" She knew her chances of winning were slim. Plus, she couldn't withstand three of Emeret's full-force strikes. The difference in their cultivation was immense, and their sword techniques were on entirely different levels. There was simply no comparison.
Follow on mediaurdu.blogspot.com"I know I can't compete with you. I won't waste your time, so I'm conceding." Crystal nodded respectfully. She understood her limits and recognized that continuing would only result in defeat.
"Give up? That's not like you,” Emeret said, surprised. He was familiar with her tenacity and knew she typically fought fiercely, even when outmatched.
"This match isn't the sas sparring. You should save your energy for tougher opponents tomorrow," she replied. Follow on Disguising one's true strength was crucial for keeping opponents off balance and increasing the chances of victory. Since she couldn't defeat him, there was no point in wasting energy.
"I see. Thank you for understanding," Emeret said and returned the gesture.
"Good luck tomorrow. Show them what you've got." Crystal smiled faintly before stepping down from the battle ring.
"Contestant number four has conceded, so contestant number 13 is the winner," Oron announced promptly. "What? That's it? She's giving up already? That's boring." "Seriously, she didn't even try? She has no fighting spirit at all."
"They're from the sguild. It makes sense not to go all out. It's smarter to save energy and let someone stronger advance to the top eight." е That's actually a smart move." "Passing up a chance at the top eight? She's not as simple as she seems." Crystal's surrender sparked a flurry of reactions from the spectators. Scriticized her, while others understood her decision.
It would have benefited the other contestants if Crystal had gone all out against Emeret. Since they were from the Sword Union, it was more honorable for her to concede. After all not everyone was so generous. "The fourth match is over. We'll now begin the fifth match. Contestants number five and contestant number 12, please cto the battle ring." Oron wasted no time. When Emeret and Cryslat left the ring, he immediately called for the next match.
Just as his voice faded, a sharp clang rang out, and a golden beam shot into the sky, it soared 300 feetbefore crashing down and embedded into the battle ring. Everyone turned their eyes to the source of the noise and saw a golden saber gleaming on the ring.
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