An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

If the ten-thousand-pound cauldron hit an ordinary martial artist, he would probably die on the spot.

However, Krel remained calm, facing the falling cauldron without dodging or showing any fear. It was as if it were of no concern to him.

It wasn't until it was about to hit his head that he slowly stretched out a hand, easily lifting the ten- thousand-pound cauldron.

After the cauldron fell slightly, he held it midair with one hand.

Judging from his calm demeanor, it seemed as if he was holding cotton instead of a ten-thousand- pound cauldron.

"Look, he's lifting the cauldron with one hand! Krel, you're awesome!" Jimmy clapped wildly and almost jumped with excitement.

"Holy shit! This guy held the cauldron up with one hand? He's too strong!"

"There are many people who can lift a ten-thousand-pound cauldron, but he's undoubtedly the best I've ever seen!"

Strength!

marvel at

while swatting it

even be both. But no matter what it was,

expected of Krel, he's indeed amazing!" Melissa breathed a sigh of

actions were incredibly risky when he stood motionless under the cauldron. He would have gotten crushed if the cauldron hit him by mistake.

strength? That's the power of the chief

happy, he didn't forget to humiliate Dustin. Apart from Krel, he believed no one

a ten-thousand-pound cauldron, nothing special. Why doesn't he try to lift a 50-thousand- pound cauldron with

spouting? Do you think the 50-thousand-pound cauldron is cotton? Or do you think you can lift

yell here. Others might think you broke the record

at

muffled thud, Krel dropped the ten-thousand-pound cauldron. Looking at Dustin, he said coldly and arrogantly, "Punk, you talk big.

of bet?"