An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

A deafening blast echoed through the air.

The blood-red curved longsword wielded by the black-armored warrior had severed the silver dragon's head in half.

The shockwave generated by their collision swept out in all directions like a tidal wave, blowing up debris in its path.

The crowd was forced to retreat by the gusting wind, struggling to keep their eyes open.

Moments later, after the chaos subsided, a transformation had already taken place on the battlefield.

On the left, Vincent held his silver spear with a solemn expression, his clothes torn. His hand that was gripping his spear trembled slightly.

On the right, Marco stood in silence. The eerie red glow of his Demon blade faded as he sheathed it slowly.

They stood 30 feet apart, gazing at each other across the field without uttering a word. It seemed as if time had frozen.

happened? Who won?" The crowd exchanged looks of

quick for ordinary martial artists to follow. They only saw a flash of light, followed by a thunderous explosion and

senses, the battle had already ended, and they couldn't tell who had emerged

moving? Did

it."

incredible. That brat couldn't possibly have withstood it. He might look unharmed, but he

"As expected of the legendary Spearhawk. Let's see if

represented the nation's dignity. If Vincent won, it would undoubtedly

their optimism, Crystal frowned slightly, appearing

her eyes hadn't failed her, during that final strike, it

You enemy bootlicker!" Right then, Ruby shifted her

claim that the brat would win? What do you have to

has been decided. There's nothing more

Own up to your mistakes next time. Don't constantly submit