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.

presence and continued to sip his drink as if nothing had

Garrett

flash, the entire room resounded with a thunderous boom. Ears rang, heads spun, and the less experienced martial artists hurried to cover their

eyes reluctantly opened as he pointed

Garrett nearly lost his

beggar, with his tattered appearance and revolting stench, had completely ignored

like that? I'm not deaf." The drunkard

"Forget it. Don't bother me while

settled into the seat. He nonchalantly resumed his drinking and was seemingly unfazed by

clenched tightly in fury. No one

of Gods showed

him as

You're going to regret crossing me!" Garrett exploded as

he thrust his hand toward the drunkard's head and unleashed his internal

the air. Then, a colossal

the ground quaked. Before the shadow palm even landed, everyone felt their breath catch, as if there was a

my god! What intense pressure! Elder

with Elder Mason? He's

This arrogant fool deserves whatever's coming