An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori Chapter 1207

Dustin stood on the stage with his sword in hand. He alone was enough to intimidate all the other martial artists. They all stood around hesitantly, not daring to be the first ones to make a move.

But such a reaction from them angered Woody to no end.

“Hey! What are you all afraid of? Powerful as he may be, he’s just one person! “If you all attacked at once, you can easily slash him into pieces!”

Seeing that he failed to stir a reaction among them, Woody turned his attention to the leaders of the various guilds. He started calling them out one by one, “Sir Crane, Sir Williams, Father Orson, Sir Rosen, and Sir Bilmet.

“As leaders of the martial arts scene, you should stand up and be role models for the rest. Lead your disciples and get rid of the criminal!”

“Uh…” When they heard what Woody said, Theodore and the rest looked around awkwardly. They could hype others up and support the Martial Arts Union verbally. But they’d think twice about putting their lives on the line and fighting Dustin.

He had, after all, been capable of killing Ronald. Who was to say he wouldn’t be a threat to them too? If they took things too far, they might even lose their lives! So, things were awkward as they stood.

their lives

a disorderly bunch!” Woody was beyond frustrated. All these martial artists were undisciplined and unreliable. Had it been the enforcement team from the Martial Arts Union, they’d have carried out

way out of their predicament was for him to personally take action. At that thought, a cold gleam appeared in Woody’s

aimed straight at Dustin’s heart. The bow creaked as the bowstring was drawn taut.

custom-made bow that weighed ten thousand pounds. Regular martial artists would not be able to pull the bowstring. Not even if they used both their hands and feet and put in every ounce of their

that the bow arched into a crescent shape. It was clear

as far as it could go, he released his hold on the arrow. It shot out like a bullet. The arrow launched toward Dustin’s chest with a momentum that could split the

“What a powerful shot!”

None of them had expected such strength from Woody. It was no

out of this world! Just as the arrow was about to hit its target, a figure descended

and the arrow. Then, he effortlessly pinched Woody’s arrow between his fingers. Due

fingers, the arrow remained