An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

The room fell into a sudden hush like time had frozen. Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief at the sight before them.

First, they glanced at Lucian, who was seriously injured and spewing blood. Then, their attention shifted to the drunken man swaying unsteadily.

Confusion clouded their minds. They had witnessed Lucian delivering a decisive blow directly to the drunkard's face.

Yet, why was the drunkard unharmed while Lucian suffered serious injuries?

"What the heck just happened? How did Lucian get tossed like that?"

"It... it must be the drunkard's protective armor energy! Thunderbolt Fist's punch went smack into that armor!"

"Protection armor energy? Wait, could this beggar be a grandmaster martial artist?"

After a brief moment of silence, the room exploded into chaos.

No one could have predicted that this disheveled, stinking drunkard would be a formidable adversary.

Lucian, alias Thunderbolt Fist, was a legend in the martial world. He was renowned for his bonecrushing blows, which could exert tens of thousands of pounds of force.

To endure one of his strikes without a scratch or counter with such ferocity attack required the skill of a grandmaster martial artist or higher.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you cause such mayhem here!" Garrett's expression darkened as he beheld Lucian's grievous injuries.

Excellent wine!" The drunkard chuckled. He was oblivious to Garrett's presence and continued to

listening?" Garrett channeled his grandmaster-level

heads spun, and the less experienced

burped. He stirred slightly at Garrett's outburst. His tired eyes reluctantly opened

else would I be talking to?" Garrett nearly lost his composure and raised his

his tattered appearance and

deaf." The drunkard scratched his ear lazily. "Oh, what were you saying

but the drunkard waved him off. "Forget

that dismissal, the drunkard settled into the seat. He nonchalantly resumed his drinking and was seemingly unfazed

and his fists clenched tightly in fury. No one had dared to treat him disdainfully

Hall of Gods showed him deference

disrespected him, treating him

to regret crossing me!" Garrett exploded as

his hand toward the

loud boom echoed through the air. Then, a colossal white shadow palm descended upon the drunkard like a

landed, everyone felt their breath catch, as if there

What intense pressure! Elder Mason must be seriously ticked

this beggar mess with Elder Mason? He's toast

fool deserves whatever's coming to