An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Chatper 1919

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.

This guy is picking a fight with our sect. I strongly advise you to stay out of it,” Bran

bullying him. I

the Embersteel Order should keep

if I decide to get involved?” Jackson

hold back,” Bran warned. He grimaced, raising his

Sect instinctively

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

the stage for a battle. Tension thickened as both factions poised

peace? If you want a

voice filled

eyes shifted to the corner, where a man in a cloak

the man with the straw hat, shouting, “Who the hell are you? What gives you the right to meddle in our sects’ business? Are

of the Embersteel Order’s significant standing, similar to their sect’s prominence among the three major sects

strengths, the man with the straw hat scolding him seemed like an open

hat slammed the table, making a fork soar into the air. With a swift wave, the fork shot toward Bran with powerful

quickly that ordinary

instinctively 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 shook

“Bran!”

their astonishment was clear. A mere fork had compelled Bran to retreat, prompting them to doubt the

wasn’t limited to the Frostwing Sect alone. Even the members of the Embersteel Order were caught

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

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