An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

"Hah! You worthless punk! How dare you be so arrogant!" Jimmy sneered, looking contemptuous.

He continued, "You can't even lift a ten-thousand-pound cauldron. How dare you propose to lift a 50- thousand-pound cauldron? Stop bragging!"

"Jimmy, since he wants to lift the 50-thousand-pound cauldron, let him," Krel chimed in. "Move it in front of him. Let's see what he's capable of!"

He thought Dustin was just looking for excuses to scare off Jimmy with the 50-thousand-pound cauldron.

"Okay! Then I'll show my power again! Let this punk know he can't lift it!" Jimmy said enthusiastically.

As he spoke, he lifted the ten-thousand-pound cauldron back to the original place, then turned to the judge. "I want to challenge the 50-thousand-pound cauldron!"

"Contestant 844 has failed to lift it. Are you sure you want to challenge the 50-thousand-pound cauldron?" the judge asked.

The cauldron-lifting test had certain risks, especially if the martial artist with insufficient strength tried to lift it. It would lead to burst circulatory pathways and serious injuries.

was

to that

The judge didn't say much and took a step

adjusted his breathing, then walked straight to the 50-thousand-pound cauldron. It was nearly nine feet tall. The handle was out of reach, so

before, he spit into his hands, then crouched down and held the

his explosive strength. His feet sank slightly due to

cauldron began

his breath. His face turned red, and the veins bulged on his

higher, his legs had begun to tremble, and his

pale, and blood trickled from his nose.

holding on for two seconds, he gave up on the heavy load and let go. All the energy in his body dissipated,

pity. Jimmy almost succeeded."

lifted it an inch. He would succeed if he tried hard