An Understated Dominance (FULL ENGLISH TRANSLATION)

Chapter 1161 Defying the Second in power

“Flower Girls?”

Brayden’s words left Evan utterly puzzled.

Dustin has a pretty face, and he is a better-looking man from every perspective than Brayden is. But, why is he telling him “Flower Girls”? “Is Brayden attracted to this dude (Dustin)?” Evan is feeling awkward.

“Well, well, I can’t believe my luck today. Encountering not just one but two Flower Girls,” Brayden mused, rubbing his chin with a lecherous look as he scanned Natasha and Scarlet.

One exuded charm and allure, while the other had a cold and haughty demeanor.

Two women, both incredibly beautiful but with completely different auras, sat there quietly.

It was as if they were the most exquisite pieces of art, waiting for him to appreciate, touch, and pour forth his affection.

Compared to these two stunning beauties, the models and celebrities he had been with before seemed utterly ordinary.

Normally, encountering someone of this caliber was a rare treat, worthy of celebrating.

But today, he unexpectedly stumbled upon two of them. Truly, the heavens were smiling upon him!

No matter what, he was determined to make the most of today, indulging in a double delight.

“Sir Brayden, are you checking out those two?”

Evan followed Brayden’s gaze and finally caught on.

” Who do you think I’m checking, you idiot? Brayden replied, his irritation evident. He adjusted his tie and wore a self-satisfied smile, striding confidently over to them. “Ladies, may I inquire about your names?”

“I’m Dustin Rhys. How can I assist you?”

Dustin positioned himself in front, shielding Natasha from Brayden’s lecherous gaze.

“Why’s it matter to you? Did I ask for your input?” Brayden shot back, clearly annoyed. “You even know who I am? Or who my brother is?”

Damn it! He was just appreciating the beauty when this big guy suddenly popped up. What rotten luck.

“I don’t care who you are, and your brother doesn’t interest me either. It’s in your best interest to keep those inappropriate thoughts to yourself, or don’t be surprised if I’m not so polite,” Dustin calmly declared.

“Hey! Who on earth are you? How dare you speak to me that way?” Brayden took off his sunglasses, revealing a defiant stare.

“Sir Brayden, he’s the guy I told you about, the one causing trouble at the Celestial Heights Restaurant!” Evan whispered to him.

“Oh… so you’re the troublemaker,” Brayden said, sizing him up and asserting himself. “Kid, do you know who I am? I’m Brayden, the second in power of the Grant family! In this area, no one has ever dared to disrespect me. If you don’t want to end up as dog food, you better kneel before me, begging (touch the ground with the forehead in worship or submission for mercy), and then deliver your women to my bed. If you do that, I might spare your wretched life.”

“The second most powerful in the Grant family? So what? You think that makes you a big shot? I haven’t even care about your older brother, Tyler. Why should I care about you?” Dustin maintained his impassive demeanor.

“Oh, you’re quite young but full of bravado!” Brayden sneered. “Who granted you the audacity to be so cocky in my presence? Being this outspoken might just come at a hefty price for you!”

The Grant family was the top among the three major families, practically ruling over everything in this area. Apart from the young members from the Murray and Hill families, Brayden knew nearly everyone. Clearly, Dustin wasn’t one of them.

In other words, this guy (Dustin) is not up to par.

In fact, as long as they didn’t belong to the other two major families, Brayden could easily oppress and manipulate them without any concerns.

“Sir Brayden, don’t bother wasting your time talking to this guy. Just go ahead, grab him, and show him a lesson!” Evan urged from the sidelines.

“You’re absolutely right, Sir Brayden. This guy’s arrogance knows no bounds; he has no respect for you. He definitely needs a good lesson!” Mia chimed in.



Chapter 1162: Brawl

“Kid, I’m giving you one last chance. Drop to your knees, bow down to me, and hand over those two stunning ladies behind you. Otherwise, I’ll make sure you meet a gruesome end!” threatened Brayden with a menacing look.

What right does this young guy (Dustin) have to be with such exceptional beauties?

Only the privileged like him (Brayden) believe they have the right to enjoy such exquisite companions.

“I’ll give you a chance as well. Leave immediately, or I’ll make sure your legs are in no shape to stand,” Dustin retorted in a chilling tone.

“You little…!”

Brayden erupted in anger and raised his fist to strike Dustin in the face.

As a member of the Grant family, he might not have excelled in academic pursuits, but he had some basic martial arts training from his childhood.

Not for any noble reason, but simply to impress girls.

“Don’t overestimate yourself.”

Dustin sneered and, with a swift motion, slapped Brayden, sending him tumbling to the ground, unable to get up.

“Ah?”

Seeing this, the onlookers were left dumbfounded.

No one had expected Dustin to dare lay a hand on Brayden.

After all, he was the second in power of the Grant family, the younger brother of General Tyler, and the most prominent young aristocrat in the entire provincial city (Millsburg)!

Challenging someone of such influence, was this guy looking for trouble?!

“You… You actually dare to strike me?!”

Brayden struggled to get up, touching his bloody nose. In an instant, his face contorted in anger.

“You brat! You’re a dead man! I’ll skin you alive! I’ll tear you limb from limb! And not just you, but your two women too. I’ll make them my toygirl! I’ll turn them into my pets!”

“Thud!”

Dustin delivered a swift kick to Brayden’s stomach, prompting a painful scream and a spray of blood. Brayden was sent flying through the air like a cannonball, crashing into the wall with a wail of agony.

“Are you all out of your minds? Take care of that kid for me!”

Brayden, his face twisted with anger, shouted at his henchmen.

While speaking, he coughed up more blood.

“Damn it! Dare to lay a hand on our young master? You must be out of your mind!”

“Brothers, let’s take him down!”

After a brief moment of shock, the Grant family’s henchmen immediately drew their blades and charged.

“Ready to risk your lives, huh? We’re up for it!”

Without hesitation, the disciples of the Kirin Gang rushed forward.

The two groups quickly engaged in a chaotic brawl.

Although the Grant family’s henchmen were stronger than the Celestial Heights Restaurant security, they were no match for the skilled members of the Kirin Gang.

In the heat of battle, the Grant family’s henchmen were pushed back and routed.

“Erik (Erik Reeds), are you just going to stand there and watch? My people can’t hold on any longer! Do something!” Brayden, exasperated, yelled at a muscular man dressed in black.

“Chill, Brayden. Masters usually come in fashionably late. Check out how I’m gonna turn things around!”

Erik grinned and, like a fierce tiger, leaped into the crowd, launching a brutal assault. His punches and kicks were swift and powerful, almost unstoppable. Even the skilled members of the Flame Dragon Guild (an arm of Kirin Gang) struggled to defend themselves.

With Erik joining the fray, the entire situation instantly turned in their favor!






Chapter 1163: Killing Spree

Under the leadership of Erik, the Grant family’s henchmen began to counterattack, pushing back the disciples of the Kirin Gang.

Erik (a.k.a. “The Ronaldstorm”) was a master of both internal and external martial arts, and his strength was exceptionally formidable. Even the several innate warriors from the Flame Dragon Guild were no match for him.

He was like a tank, relentlessly advancing and leaving no one capable of stopping him.

“Good! Well done! Kill them for me!”

Seeing this, Brayden’s spirits soared, and he roared with madness.

Fortunately, he had Erik by his side to hold the fort; otherwise, he would have been defeated today.

“Damn, who is this guy? How can he be so powerful?” Mia asked quietly, her eyes filled with both astonishment and excitement.

“This man is called Erik. He just returned from training in Stonia, and his strength is extremely formidable. It is said that he is also an elite disciple of the Balermo martial arts alliance!” Evan explained with a look of reverence.

“The Balermo martial arts alliance? Is that the most powerful sect in Stonia?” Mia widened her eyes.

In the Dragonmarsh, there were three major forces: the Balermo martial arts alliance, the Mystic Arts Order (Witchcraft Cult), and the Glenstead arts alliance (Sword Sect). Each of them was a colossal presence and even had the privilege of direct communication with national authorities.

Moreover, they enjoyed certain privileges.

“That’s right!”

Evan nodded firmly. “In fact, Erik is not only a disciple of the Balermo martial arts alliance, but also the nephew of the leader of the martial world in Balermo, Ronald Reeds! His entire cultivation is based on Ronald Reeds’s true teachings!”

“What? The nephew of Ronald Reeds?!” Mia was taken aback.

Although she was not a member of the martial world, she had heard of Ronald Reeds’s name.

The leader of the martial world in Balermo, the foremost of the Five Grandmasters.

He was the most powerful figure in all of Balermo!

Being able to receive such a powerful person’s true teachings explained why Erik’s strength was so extraordinary.

“Hehe… it looks like this guy, Dustin, is in for some bad luck today!” Julie smirked, finding the situation rather amusing.

“Hmph! He deserves it! A good-for-nothing pretty boy, daring to act so arrogantly. He’s just asking for trouble!” Florence crossed her arms and stood by, enjoying the spectacle.

“You’re right. Daring to strike the second in power of the Grant family, he’s going to pay a heavy price!” Aunt Victoria said with a cold expression.

Dahlia remained silent, simply observing.

For some reason, she felt an inexplicable nervousness when she saw that Dustin was in danger.

It was quite strange.

“Kill, kill, kill! Kill them all for me!”

Watching Erik sweeping through the crowd, Brayden laughed maniacally, his face appearing somewhat sinister.

He not only wanted to dismantle Dustin but also to thoroughly toy with those two arrogant women.

“Let me handle this!”

Seeing that the disciples of the Kirin Gang were struggling to hold their ground, Cornelius finally made his move.

With a single step, he leaped into the air like a soaring eagle, then thrust his palm towards Erik in the midst of the crowd.

“Seeking death!”

Erik quickly sensed the danger and immediately retaliated with a fierce counterattack, using his rapid and powerful fist to strike Cornelius.

“Boom!”

Their fists clashed.

A violent surge of true energy erupted.

Within a radius of five meters, everyone was sent flying, creating an open space.

In the moment of impact, Cornelius executed a graceful somersault and landed gracefully.

As for Erik, he staggered back several steps, leaving deep footprints on the second-floor floorboards.

“Young man, your strength is quite impressive.”

Cornelius raised an eyebrow, his expression filled with surprise.






Chapter 1164: Underhanded Method

Judging by Erik’s age, he was just in his early thirties, yet he had already reached the peak of the Innate stage.

With his talent and strength, not only in Balermo but even in Stonia, he could be considered among the cream of the crop among the younger generation.

“You old man, you’re not bad either,” Erik said as he flexed his somewhat numb arms, grinning. “In the seven provinces of Balermo, there aren’t many who can withstand a punch from me.”

“Young man, you do have some talent, but it’s still not enough,” Cornelius shook his head and said, “If you leave now, you can avoid suffering any physical harm. Otherwise, I won’t hold back.”

“Hehehe… Old man, do you really think you can beat me?” Erik tilted his head, clenched his fist, and sneered, “Just now, I was just warming up. If I really start fighting, I can knock you out in a minute!”

“Hmph! Arrogant!”

Cornelius’ face darkened. “Since you’re underestimating me, I’ll teach you a lesson!”

As he spoke, he took a step, shot forward like an arrow leaving the string, and slapped his palm towards Erik’s chest.

“Exploding Fist!”

Erik didn’t dodge or evade. He roared in anger and threw a punch with tremendous force.

“Boom!”

When the two were only half a meter apart, a large amount of white smoke suddenly sprayed from Erik’s sleeves.

Cornelius’ pupils contracted, and he instinctively closed his eyes to avoid it. However, he didn’t react in time and was still sprayed in the face by the smoke.

He staggered backward, feeling dizzy and weak all over, his head heavy and his body weak.

He had thought the smoke was something like lime powder, so he had closed his eyes to protect himself. He hadn’t expected it to be a powerful anesthetic gas that even blocked his true energy.

“Take this punch!”

Taking advantage of Cornelius’ weakness, Erik struck again, delivering a punch to his abdomen.

“Bang!”

A muffled sound rang out as Cornelius was sent back several meters, his true energy dispersing. Blood spewed from his mouth, and he swayed unsteadily.

“You… you’re despicable!”

Cornelius wiped the blood from his mouth, panting heavily, and covered in cold sweat.

“Ha… hahaha… All is fair in war. As long as I can win, what does it matter if I use some tricks?” Erik laughed maniacally. “You’ve lived for so many years and still don’t understand the treacherous nature of the martial world? It serves you right!”

He hadn’t been confident in confronting Cornelius head-on, so he had used his precious Smooth Tissue Elixir (Soft Tendon Powder).

Against anyone below the Grandmaster level, just one touch would cause them to go limp and lose all their internal strength.

“Beast! You’re from a reputable martial sect, yet you use such underhanded methods. Don’t you feel ashamed?” Cornelius angrily retorted.

“Ashamed? Heh… It’s all about who’s stronger. If you lose, well, that’s on you. No need for all this talk. Just die!” Erik sneered.

“Hmph! You’re not even qualified to kill me.” Cornelius’ face darkened. “Furthermore, don’t think I’m ignorant of your underhanded methods. You’re just a coward!”

Erik with disdain, taking a sudden step forward to deliver another powerful punch to Cornelius chest.

This punch brimmed with turbulent energy and an intimidating force.

Before the fist even landed, the sheer force of the punch generated a fierce gust of wind that made Cornelius’ hair stand on end and caused his facial muscles to twitch.

With no energy left to muster, he found himself unable to block this ferocious strike at all.

“Whoosh!”

At that critical moment, a silver needle suddenly shot out and struck Erik’s fist.

“Hmm?”

Erik jolted, retracting his attack as if shocked by electricity. He then raised his head abruptly, locking eyes with Dustin’s icy gaze, and bellowed, “Kid, you dare to interfere?”

“If you used drugs to sneak attack, you were already assured of victory. Now, trying to finish us off completely, isn’t that inappropriate?” Dustin said calmly.

“Hmph! I want to kill whoever I want to kill. It’s none of your business. If you don’t comply, I’ll kill you too!” Erik threatened loudly.

“If you want to kill me, you’re not worthy.”

Dustin’s face turned cold. “Besides, don’t blame me for not warning you. If you dare to mess around again, I’ll kill you. I mean what I say.”






Chapter 1165: Calming The Ronaldstorm

“Kill me?”

Upon hearing this, Erik was first stunned, then burst into laughter as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

The people around also wore mocking expressions, looking at him as if he were an idiot.

“Is this guy crazy? He actually dares to speak to The Ronaldstorm like this? Isn’t he afraid of death?” Mia exclaimed in disbelief.

“Hmph! This ignorant fool dares to challenge Erik publicly. Does he not fear death?” Evan sneered.

Who was Erik?

He was an elite disciple of the Balermo Martial Alliance, and he had mastered the true inheritance of Lord Reeds, making him a genius figure.

“Erik fought against a hundred opponents and suppressed the entire field. Such a person is doomed to die!”

Evan and Mia both wore triumphant smiles.

“Serves him right! See if he’s still so arrogant after he’s beaten to a pulp!”

Florence and the others looked on coldly, their expressions filled with schadenfreude.

Just now, Erik had slaughtered everyone with overwhelming power, and everyone had seen it.

Now, with Dustin provoking him like this, wasn’t he seeking death?

“Erik! This guy actually dares to look down on you? Kill him for me!”

Up in the rear, Brayden shouted provocatively, his eyes filled with malice. Having been coughing up blood since he was kicked by Dustin earlier, he was harboring a deep grudge.

“Hahaha! This guy must be insane! He actually dares to speak to Erik like that? Doesn’t he know what the word ‘death’ means?” Florence wore a surprised expression.

“Hmph! A young fool who doesn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth, provoking Erik openly. He deserves to die!” Evan sneered.

“Acting all high and mighty just because he knows a little bit of martial arts. In my opinion, if he dies, it’s his own fault!” Aunt Victoria mocked.

Erik had just single-handedly defeated everyone in his path and was unstoppable.

At this moment, Dustin stepped forward to provoke him. Wasn’t he just looking for trouble?

“Ha! This guy dares to challenge Erik in public? Does he not fear death?” Julie shook her head, looking at Dustin as if he were a dead man.

“Hmph! Erik used his full strength to attack right from the start. This guy is doomed!” Evan and Mia both revealed triumphant smiles.

“He deserves it! Let’s see if he’s still so arrogant after this!” Florence and the others watched coldly, ready to watch a show.

Faced with the simultaneous attacks from both sides, Dustin remained calm. Instead of retreating, he stepped forward and avoided the heavy hammer-like strikes aimed at him.

“Ha! This time, you’re dead for sure!” Brayden sneered, looking at Dustin as if he were already a corpse.

Dustin didn’t change his expression despite the two huge mallets swinging toward him. He moved forward, dodging the strikes.

Then, he suddenly lifted his knee and forcefully struck Erik in the abdomen.

“Ugh!”

Caught off guard, Erik was bent into a prawn shape, his face turning bright red.

His entire body was lifted off the ground, and he lost his balance.

After the first blow, Dustin suddenly lifted his leg above his head and brought it down like an axe, striking Erik’s shoulder forcefully.

“Argh!”

Erik, who had just been lifted off the ground, was slammed back down. He knelt heavily on the ground, creating a pit with his knees.

His knees were bleeding and his bones were shattered, leaving him crippled.

“You—”

Erik had just opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, a mouthful of blood sprayed out of his mouth.

He looked utterly dejected, and his body was heavily injured.

“Ah?”

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

Everything had happened so quickly, in the blink of an eye.

They hadn’t even seen clearly what had happened, and Erik was already kneeling on the ground, defeated.

It was unexpected.

“How… how could this happen? Erik actually lost?”

Brayden widened his eyes in disbelief.

Erik’s strength was well known to him.

As an elite member of the Balermo Martial Alliance and the nephew of Ronald Reeds, he was considered one of the top talents among the younger generation, both in terms of talent and strength.

Normally, Erik should have easily crushed Dustin. Why was he suddenly defeated?





Chapter 1166: Ronaldstorm’s Uncle

“Damn! Is this pretty boy really that good? He even defeated Erik?” Evan was astonished.

“Am I seeing things? An elite disciple of the Balermo Martial Alliance can’t even defeat an unknown guy?” Mia was in a daze.

“He’s such a waste! He looks strong, but he can’t take a single hit!” Florence frowned, visibly displeased.

“Could this Dustin guy have used some dirty tricks?” Julie and Aunt Victoria exchanged suspicious glances.

Just moments ago, Ronaldstorm had been imposing and invincible, and they had assumed that Dustin was sure to be defeated. They never expected this outcome.

Was Dustin really that formidable, or was Ronaldstorm all talk and no action?

“What do you think? Surrender or not?” Dustin asked, one leg still pinning Ronaldstorm down.

“Who… who are you?” Ronaldstorm gritted his teeth, attempting to struggle to his feet, but found Dustin’s leg weighing him down like a thousand pounds, preventing him from moving.

“Never mind who I am. I just want to know if you’re going to surrender or not?” Dustin applied more pressure with his single leg.

With a series of cracking sounds, the ground beneath Ronaldstorm’s knees shattered as Dustin continued to exert pressure.

“I surrender, damn it!” Ronaldstorm roared. “Do you even know who I am? If you harm me, I promise you’ll have nowhere to bury your corpse!”

“Oh? Is that so?” Dustin sneered and slowly withdrew his leg.

Ronaldstorm, like a prisoner released from captivity, gasped for breath.

“Hmph! You know what’s good for you!” Evan, thinking that Dustin was afraid of the Balermo Martial Alliance, breathed a sigh of relief.

“Hehehe…” Ronaldstorm, still on his knees, suddenly grinned. “Kid, you were so cocky just now. What happened? You got scared as soon as you heard about the Balermo Martial Alliance? Are you afraid to fight me now?”

Swaying as he stood up, Ronaldstorm pointed a finger at Dustin’s chest, taunting, “Come on… you wanted to hurt me, didn’t you? I’ll lend you some courage. Go ahead, dare to make a move?”

“Be glad that you’re still alive. Don’t try to provoke me again,” Dustin warned coldly.

Although the Balermo Martial Alliance was formidable, it didn’t necessarily mean he was afraid of them.

“What if I provoke you again? Do you dare to challenge the Balermo Martial Alliance?” Ronaldstorm continued to jab his finger into Dustin’s chest, being confrontational. “Let me tell you the truth, I’m not only a disciple of the Balermo Martial Alliance, but I’m also the nephew of the Martial Arts Alliance Leader, Ronald Reeds! I have power, status, and connections. Why would you dare to fight me? Now, I order you to immediately disable both your hands and kneel on the ground to apologize to me! Otherwise, not only will I kill you, but I’ll also make your relatives, friends, and your women accompany you in death!”

“Did you hear that? Kneel and apologize!” Brayden shouted.

“Hmph! So what if you can fight? Without power and connections, in the end, you’ll still be oppressed by others,” the crowd whispered, their eyes filled with mockery.

No matter how skilled someone was in martial arts, they were still just martial artists in front of powerful figures.

This was the reality, and the insurmountable gap.

Small roles should have the awareness of being small roles.

“What did you just say? You’re Ronald Reeds’s nephew?” Dustin’s face darkened.

“That’s right! Ronald Reeds is my uncle! What are you going to do about it? Are you afraid now? Are you going to kneel for me…” Before Ronaldstorm could finish his sentence, Dustin suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck, lifting him into the air.

“Since you’re related to Ronald Reeds, then you can go die!” Dustin said coldly, then snapped Ronaldstorm’s neck with a sudden squeeze.





Chapter 1167: Cripple Party

“Eh…”

Ronaldstorm widened his eyes, finding it hard to believe.

His death was something he had never anticipated; he didn’t expect that Dustin would actually dare to kill him. If he had known better, he wouldn’t have been so arrogant.

However, there was no regret medicine in the world.

As his life faded away, his pupils slowly dilated, and his consciousness gradually disappeared.

Dustin raised his hand and tossed Ronaldstorm’s lifeless body like a dead dog, causing it to crash into the wall before falling to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

For a moment, the entire scene fell silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded, their eyes widened, struggling to believe what had just happened.

Who would have thought that, even after Ronaldstorm had revealed his identity, Dustin would still dare to kill him?

Keep in mind that Ronaldstorm was not only a disciple of the Balermo Martial Alliance but also the nephew of Ronald Reeds, the leader of the martial arts alliance!

How could this guy dare to do such a thing?!!

“He’s… dead? This guy actually killed Ronaldstorm?” Brayden was dumbfounded and couldn’t believe it.

Ronaldstorm’s status and prospects were almost on par with his, and in some aspects, even better. Yet, an unknown person had dared to kill Ronaldstorm in front of everyone. Did he have a death wish?

“He’s gone crazy! This guy is absolutely insane! Fortunately, he won’t live much longer, as disaster is about to befall him!” Florence sneered. She didn’t care whether Ronaldstorm lived or died, but Dustin was asking for trouble by killing him. She wished to witness this scene unfold. She didn’t just dislike Dustin; the main reason was that she was afraid he would pester her daughter. With her daughter’s current status, her future Dear could only be a prince or a high-ranking official, at the very least. There was no way he could be a mere martial artist. She was afraid her daughter would regain her memory and act foolishly again. So, for her, Dustin’s death was the best outcome.

“What is this guy doing?” Dahlia furrowed her brow, feeling inexplicably annoyed. Her annoyance wasn’t because of Ronaldstorm’s death but because of Dustin’s reckless actions. He knew that the other party had a significant background, yet he dared to be so audacious. Wasn’t that foolish?

“What a death wish!” Cornelius shook his head. Mentioning Ronald Reeds would only add fuel to the fire.

Initially, it was just a matter of a few bruises, but now, Dustin had staked his life on it. “Seal off the Celestial Heights Restaurant! Drive out all the people from the Grant family. Whoever dares to resist, cripple them and drag them out!” Dustin’s face was cold, and he exuded a strong killing intent.

Ronald Reeds had deceived his master and annihilated his sect, causing the death of Sir Paul Hill. He had also acted treacherously by attacking Edmund Robinson and stealing the Heavenly Spirit Pearl (aka Sky Spirit Orb), which had forced Abigail into demonic cultivation. Ronald Reeds’s despicable actions were enough to infuriate both gods and humans.

Now, seeing his nephew Ronaldstorm acting arrogantly, if he didn’t kill him, he wouldn’t be able to vent his anger!

“Have you heard Sir Rhys’s words? Cripple these people!” Cornelius shouted.

“Cripple them!”





Chapter 1168: Stirring Up Trouble

The disciples of the Kirin Gang didn’t hesitate and rushed forward to clean up the mess after Ronaldstorm’s death.

Without Ronaldstorm leading the way, the Grant family’s henchmen were no match for the Kirin Gang. In no time, they were all knocked down.

“You’re finished, kid! You killed Ronaldstorm and beat up my Grant family’s men. From now on, you are the enemy of both our families! There’s no place for you in the entire Balermo!” Brayden roared angrily, looking somewhat frantic.

“Oh?” Dustin scanned the scene and then turned his gaze back to Brayden, taking slow steps towards him. “I almost forgot about you. What did you say just now?”

“Don’t come any closer!” Brayden panicked as Dustin approached. He yelled with a fierce expression, “I warn you, my brother is General Tyler, and the entire Grant family stands behind me. If you dare to touch me, you will have no way out!”

“Is that so?” Dustin snorted, suddenly reaching out and grabbing Brayden’s face. He then slammed Brayden’s head against the wall with a loud “bang,” leaving a small dent.

Brayden felt dizzy, his mind going blank.

Fresh blood began to flow down from the back of his head.

“I won’t kill you today. Go back and tell your brother Tyler not to play any tricks anymore. If he dares to target the Harmon family again, I guarantee I will dismantle your Grant family!”

“Now, get lost!” Dustin grabbed Brayden’s head and threw it aside. Brayden’s body flew several meters before crashing through a window and falling outside the Celestial Heights Restaurant.

He wailed in pain.

Seeing this, Evan and Mia were startled and didn’t dare to say anything more. They hurriedly left the Celestial Heights Restaurant, while carrying the seriously injured Brayden away in their car.

“Dustin, do you realize the trouble you’ve caused?” Dahlia suddenly spoke up. “You killed Ronaldstorm, offended the Martial Alliance, and now challenged the Grant family. Aren’t you afraid of death?”

“From the moment the conflict erupted between both sides, the die was already cast. Even if I didn’t kill Ronaldstorm or beat up Brayden, they still wouldn’t have let me off,” Dustin said calmly. “So, I might as well give them a profound lesson. I want to make them fear, make them regret, and make them never dare to provoke me again.”

“You’re too naive. Your actions will only exacerbate the conflict and make you more dangerous,” Dahlia frowned.

“I’ve already done it. Saying these things now is meaningless. When you walk barefoot, you’ll not afraid of losing shoes. If they really want revenge, they can come at me. I’ll break the net even if it means the fish die,” Dustin said emotionlessly.

“You…”

Dahlia was frustrated. This guy in front of her was truly stubborn and seemed to have no idea how severe the consequences could be.

Even if the fish died when the net was broken, there needed to be corresponding strength.

He knew some martial arts and had a few hooligans as acquaintances, but with only this level of strength, how could he compete with the Martial Alliance or challenge the Grant family?

Wasn’t this like a moth flying into the fire?

“Dahlia, why are you bothering with that guy? Aren’t you just creating trouble for yourself?” Florence was suspicious.

“Yeah, Cousin, why are you concern with him? He’s just a stranger you’ve met a few times,” Julie said strangely.

“I don’t know either. I just feel like I owe him something,” Dahlia said thoughtfully.

Upon hearing this, Florence and the others were taken aback. They had put in a lot of effort to keep this matter a secret. If Dahlia really remembered something, it would be troublesome. No! They had to prevent these two from meeting again in the future; otherwise, it would be a disaster!





Chapter 1169: Unrest in the Martial Alliance

Night quickly fell.

At this moment, inside the headquarters of the Martial Alliance in Balermo, a group of high-ranking members of the Martial Alliance gathered around Ronaldstorm’s corpse, discussing and pointing fingers.

An hour ago, when Ronaldstorm’s body was brought back, it had caused a huge commotion throughout the Martial Alliance.

Countless key high-ranking members had been immediately summoned.

Ronaldstorm was not only an inner disciple of the Ballermo Martial Arts Alliance but also the nephew of Martial Alliance’s leader, Ronald Reeds.

In terms of talent, strength, status, and position, he was among the top figures in the entire Martial Alliance. Many believed that Ronaldstorm was the future successor to Ronald Reeds.

As long as he survived for a few more years, when Ronald Reeds stepped down, Ronaldstorm would become the new leader of the martial world!

The sudden death of such a talented and outstanding figure had naturally caused a sensation in the entire Martial Alliance.

“Where’s my son?!” At this moment, a burly middle-aged man with disheveled hair burst into the scene, shoving people aside as he rushed forward.

Wherever he went, the crowd automatically made way, and those who were too slow to react were sent flying by the man.

This man was none other than Ronaldstorm’s father, Asher Reeds.

Asher rushed through the crowd, making his way to Ronaldstorm’s corpse.

He lifted the white cloth covering the body and, upon seeing his son’s lifeless face, he was struck as if by lightning. He stood there in stunned silence, his face filled with disbelief.

“My son!”

After a few seconds of dazed silence, Asher suddenly wailed and fell to the ground beside the corpse, beginning to sob uncontrollably.

He had put in so much effort to nurture such an outstanding son, and Ronaldstorm hadn’t even had the chance to make a name for himself or establish dominance in the martial world. Why had he died like this?

Overwhelmed by grief, Asher cried bitterly, his tears flowing freely.

After a bout of crying, he suddenly raised his head, his face twisted with anger as he shouted, “Who did this? Who killed my son? Who had the audacity to do such a thing?!”

“According to the Martial Alliance’s investigation, it’s likely that Dustin killed Ronaldstorm,” reported one of the attendants.

“Du… Dustin?”

Asher gritted his teeth, filled with resentment. “Someone! Capture this scoundrel named Dustin for me! I want to personally tear him apart!”

“Wait!”

The attendant was startled and quickly cautioned, “Elder Asher, please calm down. Dustin has a significant background. We must not act recklessly!”

“I don’t care about his background! He killed my son, and he must pay the price!” Asher seized the attendant’s collar and threatened fiercely, “If you dare to stop me, I’ll kill you too!”

“Master Asher, please don’t be agitated. I have no intention of stopping you. It’s just that Dustin is incredibly powerful. Ordinary martial practitioners wouldn’t stand a chance against him,” the attendant explained, his face turning pale from fear.

This guy in front of him was none other than Ronald Reeds’s brother and a Martial Alliance elder. He naturally couldn’t afford to offend him.

“Ordinary martial practitioners can’t deal with him? Then bring the Law Enforcement!” Asher roared.

“The Law Enforcement won’t work either. Dustin is a teenage grandmaster. He openly defeated the Grandmaster Augustus in the past. Only our Martial Alliance’s leader can suppress him!” The attendant hurriedly explained.

“What? A teenage grandmaster?!”

Upon hearing this, Asher was momentarily stunned, and his volatile emotions subsided by half.

He might not have known Dustin personally, but he had heard of the name of a teenage grandmaster.

As the champion of the Knighthood Martial Arts Tournament and the person who defeated the Grandmaster Augustus in open combat, this young grandmaster’s reputation was known throughout Balermo.

Apart from the top five grandmasters at the pinnacle, no one could match a teenage grandmaster.

Fortunately, someone had reminded him in time. Otherwise, if he personally sought revenge, he might end up implicating himself.




Chapter 1170: The Challenge to the Martial Alliance Leader

“This little scoundrel! He actually dared to kill my son; he simply doesn’t regard the Martial Alliance!” Asher growled angrily. “Go immediately and inform Martial Alliance Leader Ronald Reeds that he needs to avenge my son!”

“Martial Alliance Leader Ronald Reeds is currently in seclusion, and he has ordered that he should not be disturbed,” the attendant said, looking troubled.

“In seclusion? So what? Even if he’s in seclusion, does he want to remain indifferent after his own nephew has been killed?” Asher was extremely irritable.

“Well…” The attendant still hesitated and didn’t want to deliver the message.

“You useless thing! No courage at all! I’ll go myself!”

Asher pushed the attendant aside and angrily left the room.

Just as he reached the door, a Martial Alliance member suddenly ran in. Due to his speed, he couldn’t dodge in time and directly collided with Asher. He was sent back several steps and ended up sitting on the ground.

“Damn it! Are you blind? Do you want me to smack you to death?” Asher was furious, and his anger had no place to vent.

“I’m sorry, Sir, I didn’t see you just now,” the Martial Alliance member stammered, kneeling on the ground and apologizing repeatedly.

“Damn it! Next time, make sure to see clearly!” Asher berated him fiercely.

Asher was about to leave when he suddenly glanced to the side, stopped in his tracks, and asked, “What’s that thing you’re holding?”

“It’s… it’s a challenge letter,” the Martial Alliance member answered with trepidation, extending the envelope to Asher. He explained, “Just now, the leader of the Kirin Gang, Dustin, sent a challenge letter. He said that he would openly challenge the Alliance Leader tomorrow at the Martial Alliance headquarters.”

“What? He’s challenging the Martial Alliance Leader?!”

As soon as this was said, the whole place erupted in shock.

You see, ever since Ronald Reeds became the Martial Alliance Leader, no one had dared to openly challenge him.

Because everyone knew that Ronald Reeds was the foremost of the Five Grandmasters, the most powerful figure in the Balermo martial world, and the number one martial artist.

In front of such a peerless powerhouse, who had the qualifications to challenge him? Who had the guts to do so?

After all, challenges like this not only determined victory or defeat but also life and death.

Even if someone had no fear of death, they would still need to consider whether they had the ability.

“This guy, Dustin, is really audacious! He actually dares to challenge the Martial Alliance Leader? I think he’s tired of living!”

“Ignorant and arrogant! He doesn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth! Does he really think he can become invincible in the world just because he became famous at a young age? Daring to challenge the authority of Leader Ronald Reeds is courting death!”

“…”

People chatted incessantly, filled with righteous indignation.

Ronald Reeds represented the Martial Alliance, and even the challenge itself was a slap to the face of the entire Martial Alliance.

Naturally, they were extremely furious.

“Dustin, oh Dustin! Heaven has a way for you to escape, but you insisted on breaking into hell! Daring to challenge the Martial Alliance Leader, you’re truly seeking your own doom!”

Asher looked at the challenge letter in his hand, his face revealing a sinister smile.

It seemed he didn’t need to take the initiative to attack, because the other party would come and deliver themselves to death.

Who was this madman who dared to challenge the strongest person in Balermo? He must be insane!

“Someone! Deliver this challenge letter to Martial Alliance Leader Ronald Reeds’s secret chamber, and let him personally see it!” Asher handed the envelope to the attendant.

“This…”

The attendant hesitated, not daring to take it.

“You useless thing! So spineless! Don’t you have the guts to do anything?”

Asher was a little annoyed and kicked the attendant before heading to the Martial Alliance’s secret chamber himself.

Chapter 1171: A Fateful Challenge

Inside the meeting hall of Zypher Lodge, things were intense.

Dustin, holding a teapot, poured two cups of tea – one for Cornelius and one for himself.

“How did it go? Did you deliver the challenge letter?” Dustin asked after sipping his tea.

“It’s been delivered,” Cornelius nodded.

“And what’s the response from the Martial Alliance?” Dustin inquired further.

“As far as I know, Ronald Reeds is still in seclusion (a period of intensive and solitary training undertaken by a martial artist), but the Martial Alliance members are furious after receiving the challenge. I believe the letter will soon reach Ronald’s hands,” Cornelius replied, finishing his tea.

“Excellent, that’s the effect I wanted,” Dustin smiled slightly.

The death of Erik would undoubtedly shake the Martial Alliance.Dustinckily, he would use this opportunity to drop another bombshell. After all, he knew that sooner or later, he would face Ronald in a life-and-death battle.

“Master, do you think you might be acting a bit recklessly with this challenge?” Cornelius expressed his concern. “Ronald is the leader of the Five Ultimate Grandmasters and the foremost martial artist in Balermo. His strength is beyond measure, and almost no one equal or below the rank of Grandmaster can match him. He’s like an ‘immovable mountain’.”

In reality, Cornelius had phrased this as delicately as possible.

Ronald was invincible in Balermo.

Though Dustin was undeniably powerful and had even defeated the Grandmaster Augustus, he still lagged far behind Ronald.

If he waited for another five or ten years, his talent might give him a fighting chance. But right now, it was undoubtedly a suicidal endeavor. Cornelius couldn’t comprehend why he had made such a decision. Why not endure a little longer and seek revenge when the odds were better?

“Why? Do you think I can’t beat Ronald?” Dustin raised his teacup, savoring the aroma.

“Your odds are just too low,” Cornelius replied without confirming. “Master, you’re in your early twenties, while Ronald is over fifty. He has nearly thirty more years of training, experience, and strength than you do. You’re at a significant disadvantage. If you trained for another five to ten years, you’d have a much better chance.”

“I can’t wait that long,” Dustin shook his head. “Ronald possesses the Sky Spirit Orb. Given some more time, he will break through to the Grandmaster infinity level. By then, he’ll be even more formidable. Right now, this is our best opportunity.”

“While that may be true, your public challenge is still too risky,” Cornelius said, his face serious.

“Don’t worry; I wouldn’t have issued the challenge if I didn’t have some confidence. Whether I win or lose, the outcome will be clear tomorrow,” Dustin said calmly.

“But…” Cornelius wanted to say more but was interrupted by Dustin. “That’s enough. My decision is final. Also, don’t inform Miss Natasha about this. I don’t want her to worry.”

“Understood,” Cornelius sighed, nodding.

“You can go and rest for now. I need to prepare myself for tomorrow’s battle,” Dustin said, waving his hand.

“Very well, I’ll take my leave.”

Cornelius bid his farewell and left.

“Sky Sword,” Dustin murmured.

“Swoosh!”

In the darkness, a streak of black light shot forward.

A black ancient sword suddenly flew into the meeting hall, precisely landing in Dustin’s hand, quivering slightly and emitting a pleasing hum.

“My friend, let’s win this together,” Dustin said as he caressed the sword’s blade, murmuring to himself.

Tomorrow’s battle would be a fight for life and death, and he had more than just revenge in mind – he aimed to cleanse the Balermo Martial Alliance.







Chapter 1172: The Martial Alliance’s Buzz

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The next morning, the atmosphere was buzzing with excitement at the headquarters of the Martial Alliance.

Since the news of Dustin challenging Ronald had spread yesterday, the entire martial world was in an uproar.

Martial sects and martial practitioners from all corners flocked to witness this extraordinary showdown.

Dustin’s reputation as a Young Grandmaster had long reverberated throughout the Balermo martial world. His feats in martial tournaments, defeating the Grandmaster Augustus, and his stunning performance in the Black Forest had turned him into a legend, widely celebrated.

Countless young martial aspirants regarded Dustin as their idol and inspiration.

As for Ronald, his reputation was even more daunting.

He was the leader of the Balermo Martial Alliance and the number one martial artist in the world of martial arts, a figure that could awe anyone.

The clash between a Young Grandmaster and the martial world’s leader, the confrontation of two mighty titans, naturally drew an enormous crowd.

At this moment, the entrance to the Martial Alliance was swarmed with people.

Martial sects and schools of all sizes in Balermo sent their representatives.

The likes of the Skycrane Sect, the Shinefield Sect, the Soul-suppressing Sect, the Temple of Boundless Compassion, the Galewind Hall, and the Stellar Gate, among others, all came to witness the event.

Some of these sects still harbored resentment toward Dustin due to the Black Forest incident, and they saw this as an opportunity to kick him while he was down.

In many people’s eyes, Dustin’s challenge to Ronald was like a moth flying into a flame, a path to self-destruction.

As the sun rose, the gates of the Martial Alliance finally opened.

Representatives from various sects began to enter.

In no time, the martial arena was filled to capacity, leaving some smaller sects and latecomers standing, unable to secure a spot.

To maintain order and prevent any disruptions, the Martial Alliance had deployed an enforcement team.

“Hey! What do you mean by this? Why won’t you let us in?” A commotion erupted at the entrance to the Martial Alliance.

Several young men and women were blocked by Law Enforement from entering.

“The martial arena is already full, no more entry. If you have a problem with that, go back where you came from,” the team leader of the Law Enforement said bluntly.

“No more entry? Then how did they get in?” A sweet-faced girl with twin ponytails pointed at a group that had just entered, clearly dissatisfied.

“They’re from the Crimson Cloud Sect, a prominent sect in the Balermo martial world. Can you compare yourselves to them?” The team leader of the Law Enforement spoke coldly.

“Hey! Look down on us, do you? So what if it’s the Crimson Cloud Sect? We’re from the Zenithblade Order, and we’re no less than them!” The twin-tailed girl argued logically.

“That’s right! We won’t stand for this discrimination! What gives the Crimson Cloud Sect the right to enter while we can’t?” Other martial practitioners joined in the protest.

“What Zenithblade Order? I’ve never heard of it. It sounds like some small sect from the middle of nowhere. Get lost and stop causing trouble here!” The enforcement team leader was growing impatient.

Do you… do you really look down on us so much?”

At this moment, a man in green suddenly stepped forward and shouted, “I am Cameron Steele, the senior disciple of the Zenithblade Order, and I am destined to become a generation’s Grandmaster! I warn you, let us in now, or when I rise to fame, you won’t be able to beg for our presence!”

“A Grandmaster?!” The enforcement team leader sneered and gave Cameron a resounding slap, sending him tumbling to the ground. He cursed, “What a load of nonsense! If you can become a generation’s Grandmaster, then I’m a future immortal!”








Chapter 1173: Clash with the Enforcement Team

Smack!

A resounding slap sent Cameron tumbling to the ground, disoriented and unable to get up.

“Hey! What are you doing? Have you no sense of reason?” The girl with twin ponytails was both shocked and enraged.

She hadn’t expected the Law Enforement personnel to be so brutally unreasonable, resorting to violence at the slightest provocation.

“Reason? We are the law in the Martial arts world!” The team leader of the Law Enforement was arrogantly domineering. “You people from these third-rate sects have no qualifications to enter the Martial Alliance to watch. You’re worthless. Now, get as far away as possible, or I’ll beat you every time I see you!”

“You’re abusing your power! I’ll report you!” The twin-tailed girl couldn’t contain her anger.

“Report us?” The team leader’s face darkened. “You damn b*tch! I think you’re tired of living!”

As he finished speaking, he abruptly drew his sword and swung it toward the twin-tailed girl.

The girl screamed in fear, realizing it was too late to dodge.

Just as it seemed she was about to be struck down, a large hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the team leader’s arm. The sharp blade hung in mid-air, unable to descend.

The person who intervened was a handsome young man dressed in ordinary clothing.

Behind him stood a lean, elderly man.

“Who are you? How dare you stop me?” The team leader of the Law Enforement frowned.

“You resort to violence at the slightest provocation, is this how the Law Enforcement always acts?” Dustin spoke calmly.

“We in the Law Enforcement have always acted this way. Who dares to defy us?” The team leader of the Law Enforement replied fiercely. “You brat! I warn you not to meddle further, or don’t blame me if I show you no mercy with my blade!”

“Your Law Enforcement seems to have quite an air of superiority, acting tyrannically and oppressing the weak. What used to be an honorable alliance of martial practitioners has now become a chaotic mess because of your behavior,” Dustin shook his head.

“Cut the nonsense! Get lost now, or I’ll cut you down!” The team leader of the Law Enforement was growing impatient.

“You’re so stubborn.”

Dustin extended a finger and lightly tapped the team leader’s chest.

Boom!

A loud explosion echoed. The team leader was sent flying several meters away as if hit by a speeding car. His chest caved in, blood spewing from his mouth. After convulsing a few times, he lost consciousness.

“Captain!”

The other Law Enforement members were taken aback and turned their furious gazes toward Dustin.

“Daring to harm our captain? You’re truly asking for it!”

“Brothers, let’s take him down!”

Several Law Enforement members were infuriated and immediately drew their swords, preparing to attack.

“Enough!”

Before Dustin could react, Cornelius suddenly moved forward. His palms danced rapidly, and within moments, he had knocked down all the Law Enforement members.

“Well done!”

“Damn it! These scoundrels, relying on the support of the Law Enforcement, have been bullying others and looking down on people. They deserved to be beaten!”

Dustin and Cornelius’s actions earned them applause from the surrounding martial practitioners.

These martial practitioners who had been blocked from entering the venue had all experienced unfair treatment.

Now, witnessing the Law Enforement being beaten, they couldn’t help but feel relieved.

“Thank you both for stepping in to help.”









Chapter 1174: Arrogant Challenge

At this moment, the girl with twin ponytails stepped forward and greeted Dustin and Cornelius with clasped fists. “I’m Aria Stormblade, a disciple of the Zenithblade Order. May I know your esteemed names?”

“My name is Dustin, and this is Cornelius,” Dustin introduced simply.

“Senior Dustin, Senior Cornelius,” Aria courteously greeted them again.

“Damn it! Who let you interfere earlier?” Cameron, who had been slapped, finally regained his senses and immediately ran to the unconscious leader of the Law Enforement. He kicked and punched the fallen leader in a fit of anger and frustration.

After being slapped for no apparent reason, he had developed a murderous intent.

“That’s enough, Senior Cameron. Don’t hit him anymore, or someone might die,” Aria hurriedly intervened, sensing the dangerous situation.

“Humph! He deserves to die for letting them interfere. Worthless scum, relying on someone else’s backing!” Cameron was still unrelenting, kicking and punching the unconscious leader before finally feeling satisfied and walking away.

“Sir dustin, Sir Cornelius, this is our Elder, Cameron,” Aria introduced once more.

“Pleased to meet you,” Dustin nodded slightly.

“Humph! Who asked you to meddle just now?” Cameron wore a cold expression and spoke with displeasure.

“Hmm?” Dustin was momentarily confused.

Had this guy taken the wrong medicine?

“What’s with your attitude, Elder? Sir Dustin and Sir Cornelius were helping us,” Aria immediately explained.

“Help? Did I need their help? Even if they didn’t intervene, I could have handled those trash!” Cameron stood with his hands on his hips, full of pride.

Finally, there was an opportunity to shine, but someone had stolen his thunder, and he was naturally unhappy about it.

“If you could have handled it, you wouldn’t have been slapped and sent flying by that person just now,” Cornelius remarked casually.

“You… what do you know!” Cameron’s face froze, and he retorted angrily, “It was a sneak attack just now! If it had been an open and fair duel, even if all of them joined forces, they wouldn’t have been my match!”

“He’s right! Our Elder is exceptionally talented and powerful. He can take on a hundred opponents single-handedly without any problem!” Several other Zenithblade Order disciples expressed their agreement.

Among all the disciples of the Zenithblade Order, Elder had the strongest strength.

Once, he had single-handedly fought off more than ten bandits barehanded and had been hailed as a great hero by the villagers.

His reputation had spread far and wide.

“Sneak attack? He attacked you right in front of your eyes, so how is that a sneak attack?” Cornelius calmly responded.

“You… Do you understand anything?” Cameron glared at him and said, “I argued with him reasonably, but he suddenly attacked. If it weren’t for that, do you think he could have hurt me? Honestly, if it had been an open and fair duel, even if all of them joined forces, they wouldn’t have been my match!. If you dare to say that you can defeat me, why don’t we have a friendly match to see who wins?” Cameron initiated the challenge.

If he couldn’t even defeat an old man on the verge of death, he might as well jump off a cliff.

“Come on! Weren’t you questioning our Elder’s strength? If you have the guts, let’s settle it on the stage and see who wins!” Other Zenithblade Order disciples joined in the provocations.

“Master Dustin, I ran out of my patience,” Cornelius took a deep breath, showing signs of losing his temper.

These guys truly didn’t know their own limitations.

“What? You don’t dare to accept the challenge?” Cameron sneered. “Remember, from now on, keep your eyes open and don’t try to provoke me, because you can’t bear the wrath of a future grandmaster!”






Chapter 1175: Stirring Up Excitement

“Alright, Elder Cameron, let’s not cause any more trouble!” Just when Cornelius was about to lose his temper, Aria immediately spoke up. “Regardless of the situation, Sir Dustin and Sir Cornelius helped us. Speaking to people like this is too disrespectful.”

If it weren’t for Dustin’s intervention earlier, she might have already perished. Now, Cameron’s disrespectful words made her feel quite unhappy.

“Aria, it wasn’t my intention to cause trouble. These guys just looked down on our Zenithblade Order. I wanted to prove and show them the unique skills of our Zenithblade Order!” Cameron justified himself.

“Is this how you’re showing them? It’s clearly provocation! If you continue like this, I’ll be very upset!” Aria frowned.

“Alright, alright, I was wrong earlier. I won’t show off anymore. Please don’t be angry,” Cameron said with a conciliatory tone.

“Sir Dustin, Sir Cornelius, I’m sorry about my Elder. He can be a bit impulsive sometimes. I hope you two won’t take it to heart,” Aria turned around and apologized to Dustin and Cornelius.

“It’s fine. Considering that you’re a reasonable young lady, I won’t hold it against this kid,” Cornelius finally managed to suppress his anger.

“Humph! Just putting on a show!” Cameron sneered.

If they really fought, he could easily defeat this old man.

“Sir Dustin, Sir Cornelius, let’s go in together,” Aria extended an invitation.

“Please.”

Dustin nodded without saying much.

The group entered the Martial Alliance and quickly made their way to the martial arts arena.

At this moment, the martial arts arena was filled with people, with various martial sects gathering together.

Of course, those who could sit in the front row were mostly prominent figures in the martial world.

The disciples of the Zenithblade Order looked around eagerly, their eyes filled with anticipation.

With their background, they had never seen such a bustling martial arts event before. Many of the influential figures here were people they admired and looked up to.

“Hey, isn’t that Tristan Emberheart from the Galewind Hall? I heard that his leg techniques are extraordinary, combining softness and hardness to achieve the realm of leaving no trace. He’s considered one of the top young talents in the martial world of Balermo!”

“Not just Tristan Emberheart, I see Adrian Storm from the Stellar Gate. It’s said that he possesses mysterious techniques that can control people’s minds at will. He’s a formidable character!”

“Look over there! It’s Victor Thorn! He’s the number one expert of the Shinefield Sect, and at the age of thirty, he’s already become a venerated figure in the Martial Alliance, with profound martial cultivation. He’s a true genius!”

The disciples of the Zenithblade Order chattered excitedly, pointing and discussing the renowned talents of the martial world.

They hadn’t expected to see such famous young prodigies in person.

“Humph! What’s so impressive about them? They just have better resources and started cultivating a few years earlier than me,” Cameron said sourly. “With my talent, if I had the resources they do, I would already be a Martial Grandmaster by now!”

“That’s right! Elder has extraordinary talent, and there’s no doubt he’s on par with these people!” the others agreed.

“Elder, it’s good to have confidence, but don’t be too overconfident. We, the Zenithblade Order, still have some gaps compared to these renowned sects,” Aria cautioned sensibly.

“Aria, it seems like you don’t believe in my abilities,” Cameron retorted with a challenging tone. “Let me tell you the truth: with a few more years of growth, even that renowned young grandmaster in Balermo would be no match for me!”










Chapter 1176: Overconfident

When Cameron made that statement, some of the nearby martial artists gave him strange looks. Who was this idiot? How dare he compare himself to a young grandmaster? This person had slain the Grandmaster Augustus and challenged the leader of the martial world. Even the top talents of various sects didn’t dare to be so arrogant. Where did the audacity come from for an unknown person like him to boast like this?

“Elder, please be cautious with your words!” Aria furrowed her brows and whispered, “A young grandmaster is a rare martial genius once in a century, a monstrous existence. We can’t compare ourselves to him.”

They hadn’t even reached the Innate Realm while a young grandmaster had become a Martial Grandmaster at the age of twenty-something. The gap between them was like heaven and earth. Even if they worked hard their entire lives, they wouldn’t be able to catch up.

“Hey! Aria, are you trying to dampen his enthusiasm? You should know that your Elder is destined to become a martial master. Compared to that young grandmaster, there’s no difference,” Cameron said confidently.

“You’re absolutely right! As long as Elder takes it seriously and breaks through to become a martial master, it’s just a matter of time!” the disciples of the Zenithblade Order agreed.

“Young and ignorant, how could a mere Post-Natal Martial Artist dare to boast of reaching the Martial Master level? I don’t know where your confidence comes from,” Cornelius suddenly interjected.

He had been cultivating for decades, but he was still stuck at the halfway point to becoming a martial master. Hearing someone like Cameron, who lacked talent and strength, speak so casually about reaching the martial master level was absurd. He even dared to compare himself to Dustin; it was arrogance mixed with ignorance.

“Humph! What do you know? An old man with fading eyesight like you can’t see my excellence?” Cameron raised his head and spoke righteously. “Believe it or not, give me three to five years, and I’ll definitely break through to the Martial Master level!”

“Three to five years?” Cornelius sneered. “Even if you give yourself three to fifty years, it’s still impossible. You might as well give up that hope.”

“Heh! You old man! Look down on me, do you? If you dare, we can spar right here!” Cameron glared, ready to fight.

“Elder, not again!” Aria furrowed her brows.

“Aria, it’s not my fault. This old man is deliberately provoking me,” Cameron shrugged.

“Elder, everyone here is not to be trifled with. Don’t be so arrogant in your speech, please be more humble,” Aria advised.

“Aria, there’s no other way. My talent is exceptional, and my strength is outstanding. Even if I wanted to be humble, I wouldn’t be able to do it,” Cameron shook his head and sighed, appearing as if he were struggling at a higher altitude.

“Oh? So powerful. In that case, I’d like to learn from you. May I ask who you are?” At this moment, a crisp female voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone turned to look and saw a group of young men and women dressed in martial attire, emanating strong auras, walking towards them.

Leading the group was a woman in a red robe with a white veil on her head. She held a longsword, and her eyes were cold and piercing. As she walked, an invisible pressure radiated from her, causing the crowd to automatically give way.

“Who are you?” Cameron sized her up.

The woman removed her white veil, approached slowly, and said coldly, “I am Serena, the Chief Disciple of the Boulderthorn hall in the Zen Order!”







Chapter 1177: Challenge Accepted

“What? Serena Skylar, Chief Disciple of the Boulderthorn hall in the Zen Order(aka Black-tortoise Sect)?!”

The moment Serena revealed her identity, the surrounding area erupted in astonishment.

The Zen Order was already one of the top sects in Balermo, and Serena, as the Chief Disciple of the Boulderthorn hall, was a renowned and formidable figure among her peers. Her profound cultivation and exceptional swordsmanship made her stand out among her peers.

“Rumors say Serena is ruthless and unfeeling, never hesitating to kill. It looks like these guys are in trouble.”

“It serves them right! A disciple from a low-level sect dares to compare himself to a young grandmaster. He’s truly arrogant and ignorant!”

The surrounding people began discussing animatedly, wearing expressions as if they were watching a show.

In the martial world, strength was the ultimate truth. Whoever had greater strength had the final say.

“So, you’re Senior Serena. I’ve heard of your name for a long time,” Aria quickly greeted with a respectful salute, trying to defuse the tension.

However, Serena didn’t even spare Aria a glance and locked her cold gaze onto Cameron, saying in a chilly tone, “Didn’t you just say that you have exceptional talent and strength? Come, let me witness it. Show me what you’re made of.”

With these words, she drew her sword and tossed the scabbard at Cameron’s feet.

In the martial world, this was a challenge. If he accepted, it meant they would have an open and fair fight. If he refused, he would be ridiculed and his reputation tarnished.

“Madam Serena, my Elder was just making a joke. Please don’t take it seriously,” Aria quickly tried to smooth things over. “Today, everyone is here to witness the battle of grandmasters. There’s no need to ruin the atmosphere. Please, as my Senior Sister, show some magnanimity and don’t lower yourself to quarreling with us.”

“Hmph! The young grandmaster is my idol. What are you? You dare to boast shamelessly! Now, you have two choices: either kneel down and apologize, or accept the challenge and have me break your legs!” Serena declared.

“Serena! Don’t be so arrogant!” Cameron finally lost his temper and retorted, “Are you just relying on the backing of the Zen Order? What’s so great about that? If it’s a one-on-one fight, I might not necessarily lose to you!”

“Elder, what are you saying?” Aria was alarmed.

Serena was no ordinary person. She was the Chief Disciple of the Boulderthorn hall in the Zen Order, an Innate-level expert. Her Elder hadn’t even touched the threshold of the Innate Realm. Why did he dare to challenge someone like her?

“Aria, don’t worry. She’s just a woman; I don’t take her seriously. Watch how I defeat her today!” Cameron was brimming with confidence.

This was the perfect opportunity to make a name for himself. If he could defeat Serena, he would become a prominent young talent in Balermo.

“Elder, please…” Aria implored.

“Enough!”

Cameron interrupted Aria. “You stay here, Aria. Today, I’ll use this opportunity to gain fame!”

With that, he walked confidently toward Serena, exuding an air of victory.

“Sister, don’t worry. Elder must have made a breakthrough recently, and it will be easy for him to deal with a woman!” The disciples of the Zenithblade Order were filled with unwavering faith in Cameron.

“His courage is commendable! He dared to accept the challenge!” Serena squinted her eyes, her expression somewhat unfriendly.

“Hmph! Young and ignorant! He even dares to challenge a young grandmaster?” The surrounding crowd couldn’t help but sneer.

In the martial world, the gap between Post-Natal and Innate martial artists was insurmountable. For a Post-Natal practitioner to challenge an Innate expert was akin to a moth flying into a flame.






Chapter 1178: The Duel

Serena’s attack was incredibly fast and agile. She closed in on Cameron swiftly and executed a palm strike called the “AeroStrike Palm” from bottom to top, aiming for his chest and abdomen.

“Hmph! Trivial tricks!”

Just as Cameron was about to counter with a punch, Serena’s palm struck his chest.

“Bang!”

A muffled sound echoed as Cameron was sent flying several meters through the air. While suspended mid-air, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, creating a mist of crimson droplets.

He crashed heavily to the ground, sliding a couple of meters before coming to a halt.

“Elder!”

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the Zenithblade Order were shocked, quickly rushing over to him.

They couldn’t believe that their proud Elder had been sent flying with a single blow. Wasn’t this a bit too weak?

“Before the battle, he was so confident, spouting all kinds of arrogant words. I thought he was amazing, but now this?”

“He’s trash! He couldn’t even block a single move, yet he dared to challenge Serena? He’s utterly ignorant!”

“He’s from a small sect, after all. There’s no comparison with a giant like the Zen Order. They’re just getting crushed!”

Watching Cameron, who was now coughing up blood on the ground, the crowd around them began pointing and sneering with disdain.

He couldn’t even withstand a single strike from Serena, yet he had dared to boast about surpassing the young grandmaster? Wasn’t this blatant foolishness?

“What a waste!”

Serena snorted disdainfully, “Someone like you isn’t even worthy of polishing the young grandmaster’s shoes. How dare you be so arrogant and shameless?”

“You…”

Hearing her words, Cameron, who had just struggled to his feet, coughed up another mouthful of blood, looking unsteady as he swayed.

“In the future, when you’re out in the world, keep your mouth shut, especially when talking about the young grandmaster. If I ever hear you insulting him again, I won’t spare you!”

Serena flicked her sleeve and turned to leave.

As she walked away, the crowd instinctively made way for her.

“Daring to insult me? I’ll fight you to the end!”

Cameron gritted his teeth and suddenly pushed away the disciples who were trying to support him. Like a wild beast gone mad, he rushed toward Serena.

“Die!”

As he closed in, Cameron leaped high into the air and threw a powerful punch at Serena’s back.

“Be careful!”

Shouts of warning echoed through the crowd.

“Hmm?”

Serena instinctively turned her head, but before she could react, she was struck by Cameron’s surprise punch.

“Boom!”

A loud explosion rang out. Serena’s body trembled from the impact, but her feet remained firmly planted on the ground, and she didn’t move an inch.

On the other hand, Cameron, who had launched the sneak attack, was pushed back repeatedly by an internal energy force. His feet were unsteady, and he ultimately fell flat on his back.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Who was this bizarre character who tried to sneak attack and ended up falling on his back? It was quite embarrassing!










Chapter 1179: The Mysterious Attacker

“Chicken! You’re nothing but a chicken. You don’t have the ability, so you dare to resort to sneak attacks.”

“Failing with just one move was embarrassing enough, and now, you’ve completely lost your dignity.”

“I’d probably find a hole to hide in if was him.” Witnessing Cameron’s futile attempt, the crowd couldn’t help but laugh, their expressions filled with mockery and contempt.

Losing face to this extent in front of a large audience was truly humiliating.

“No… Impossible!”

The laughter and ridicule from the surrounding people made Cameron question himself for the first time.

He was the strongest Elder of the Zenithblade Order and was destined to become a generation’s grandmaster. Whether it was talent or strength, he was considered exceptional. How could he possibly be unable to defeat even a female opponent?

Not only did he lose, but he was also defeated so miserably, unable to land a sneak attack and even injuring himself in the process. Could the gap between them be this vast?

Was he truly inadequate?

“You despicable scoundrel! I’ll spare your miserable life, but you don’t know how to cherish it and dare to resort to covert attacks?”

Serena slowly turned around, her beautiful face filled with a chilling aura. “Since you like seeking death so much, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

With those words, she suddenly drew her sword and then lifted her foot, thrusting directly upward.

The sharp sword aura tore through the air, emitting a piercing whistling sound.

“Ah?”

Cameron was struck dumb with fear. He attempted to struggle to his feet but found his legs going weak, unable to move. A sense of impending death washed over him.

“No!”

In a critical moment, Aria suddenly threw herself in front of Cameron, shielding him with her body.

“Self-destructive fool!”

Serena snorted and, without hesitation, thrust her sword upward.

“Whoa!”

“Clang!”

Just as it seemed that she was about to strike a fatal blow, a silver needle was shot out with precision, hitting the blade of her sword.

The tremendous impact caused the longsword to be knocked out of her hand, sending Serena staggering several steps backward before she could regain her balance.

“Who is it? Who’s attacking in secret?”

Serena’s sharp gaze scanned the surroundings, and anyone who met her eyes quickly raised their hands in surrender.

“Miss Serena, you can duel as you wish, but please refrain from killing innocent bystanders,” said Dustin as he stepped out of the crowd.

Cameron’s fate didn’t concern him, but Aria, who had shown kindness and loyalty, didn’t deserve to be killed so senselessly.

“Who are you?”

Serena furrowed her brows, scrutinizing Dustin.

Dustin’s face looked somewhat familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before, but she couldn’t recall where.

“My identity is not important. I would just like to request that Miss Serena show mercy and avoid escalating this situation,” Dustin replied with a slight nod.

“What if I refuse?” Serena retorted.

“In that case, I’ll have to intervene,” Dustin replied calmly.

As he spoke, he flicked a finger, and another silver needle shot out.

“Whoosh!”

The silver needle was incredibly fast and discreet. No one in the crowd had noticed its launch.

Serena only felt a cool breeze brush past her ear. When she turned her head to look, she noticed a strand of her hair slowly falling to the ground.

“Hmm?”

Serena’s eyelids twitched, and her whole body became tense.

Throughout the entire encounter, she had never seen when Dustin had taken action.

What was the object that had just been shot, and what was its purpose?

It wasn’t just her; no one in the vicinity had realized that Dustin had launched an attack.

In other words, if he had intended to kill her, she might have already been dead.

This person’s concealed weapons were incredibly terrifying!







Chapter 1180: The Challenge of Liam

“When did such a young martial genius appear in the martial world?”

“Serena, have you encountered any trouble?”

At this moment, a man in green attire, accompanied by several young martial artists, suddenly approached.

The man in green attire had an imposing appearance, a powerful aura, and his eyes carried a sharp and oppressive demeanor.

People dared not look him directly in the eyes.

“Judging by their clothing, it seems like they are from the Soul-Subduing Sect?”

“Yes, and the leader of this group is Liam Mitchell, the chief disciple of the Soul-Subduing Sect.”

“What? Liam? I heard that he’s unparalleled in spear technique and has an unfathomable strength. He’s one of the top young experts in the martial world, even stronger than Serena!”

“Even Liam has come. This should be interesting.”

The appearance of the man in green attire, Liam, drew the attention of the crowd. The Soul-Subduing Sect may not have as many members as the Zen Order, but every one of them was an elite disciple. Especially the chief disciple, Liam, was a martial genius known throughout the martial world.

“Greetings, Elder Liam.”

Serena respectfully greeted him with a salute. Although she was the chief disciple of the Zen Order, she was inferior to Liam in terms of status, position, and strength.

When it came to their levels, Liam corresponded to the Four great masters of the Zen Order.

“Sister Serena, what exactly happened?” Liam smiled as he asked.

He had always been interested in Serena. If there was a chance to play the hero and rescue her, it would be perfect.

“It’s nothing, just a minor altercation. There’s no need for Elder Liam to worry,” Serena replied, shaking her head.

Geniuses had their pride, and she didn’t want to rely on others to resolve her issues.

“Sister Serena, our two sects have always had a good relationship. You don’t need to be ashamed,” Liam said with a smile.

“Just now, who dared to bully my Sister Serena? Stand up if you have the guts!”

“Liam, it was him!” One of the Zen Order disciples pointed at Dustin and shouted, “This guy used hidden weapons to sneak attack and knocked away my Senior Sister’s sword. It was despicable!”

“Shut up!”

Serena glared at her disciple.

“Oh?”

Liam’s gaze shifted to Dustin, and he looked him up and down before coldly saying, “You have quite the courage to sneak attack Sister Serena. Now, I’ll give you a chance. Cut off your own hands and kneel down to apologize to Sister Serena.”

He spoke with an air of authority, and his words were domineering.

“Why should I?” Dustin raised an eyebrow and asked.

“Why should you?” Liam sneered. “Because I’m the chief disciple of the Soul-Subduing Sect, because I’m stronger than you, and because I have the authority to decide your life and death. Are these reasons sufficient?”

“So, according to you, whoever has the stronger fist has the right to decide everything?” Dustin countered.

“Exactly!”

Liam raised his head proudly. “In the martial world, strength speaks for itself. For disciples like you from small sects, when you step out of your sect, you must be humble or else you might bring disaster upon yourselves.”

“That makes sense,” Dustin nodded without agreeing or disagreeing.

He remembered that back in the Black Forest, that Alexander Cheng, who was the Sect Leader of the Soul-Subduing Sect, had never dared to speak to him like this. So, what kind of person did Liam think he was?

This arrogant and domineering attitude from Liam stirred up a commotion in the crowd.