An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

After Dustin’s taunts, the ponytailed girl grew even more infuriated.

“This is ridiculous!” she exclaimed. Despite the obvious difference in their physical abilities, she tapped into her internal energy and advanced with renewed determination.

However, her efforts proved futile as her sword became entangled in his grip as if he had a vice-like hold on the blade.

“You’re really overestimating yourself. “Dustin chuckled, tightening his fingers around the sword.

With a distinct snap, her sword broke, sending her stumbling back a few feet. Upon hitting the ground, she winced in pain, her face contorting with discomfort as a wave of dizziness swept over her.

“Bran! He bullied me!” Feeling helpless, the ponytailed girl turned swiftly to those nearby for assistance.

“How dare you lay your hands on my junior? Are you asking for trouble?” Bran snapped. He unsheathed his sword, intending to teach Dustin a lesson.

“Stop!”

A commanding voice echoed at the entrance. The man in red strolled in, his sword strapped to his back, leading a group of people. His bold eyebrows, solid physique, and undeniable charisma seized everyone’s attention.

Bran furrowed his brow at the sight of him.

“Bran Kingsley, your sect knows how to leave a mark. Bullying in broad daylight -do you really believe you can escape consequences?” the man in red commented sharply.

our sect. I strongly advise you to stay out of it,” Bran warned

him. I can’t stand people like you-so arrogant and overbearing!” Jackson

and the Embersteel

decide to get involved?” Jackson asked, narrowing his

back,” Bran warned. He

the disciples of the Frostwing Sect instinctively unsheathed their

Let’s see who’s not afraid of a little confrontation this time!” Jackson wasted no time, swiftly drawing his blade and pointing

the Embersteel Order mirrored his action, drawing their blades and setting the stage for a battle. Tension

meal in peace? If you want a brawl, do it elsewhere. Make a fuss here, and I’ll

cold voice filled the

shifted to the corner, where a man in

at the man with the straw hat, shouting, “Who the hell are you? What gives you the right

the Embersteel Order’s significant standing, similar to their sect’s

him was acceptable due to their evenly matched strengths, the man with the straw hat scolding him seemed like an

too arrogant!” The man in the straw hat slammed the table, making a fork soar into the air. With a swift wave, the fork shot toward Bran with powerful

so quickly that ordinary people wouldn’t have time

raised his sword in defense. The fork struck forcefully against the blade, causing his weapon

retreat over ten steps and nearly lose his balance. His hand gripping the sword

“Bran!”

Frostwing Sect disciples witnessed the unexpected twist, their astonishment was clear. A mere fork had compelled Bran to retreat, prompting them to doubt the full

limited to the Frostwing Sect alone. Even the members of

strength rivaled Jackson’s. The idea of overcoming such a skilled martial artist with a single