An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Just as Alicia was about to be struck down by Brian’s deadly palm strike, a silver needle suddenly hit his wrist with precision.

The force of the impact caused him to stagger backward several steps. Then, a wave of excruciating pain surged through his arm. His body trembled uncontrollably and left him momentarily incapacitated.

“Crap!” Brian cursed. He quickly yanked the silver needle out from his wrist, which eased his pain slightly.

“Alicia, run!” Aurora shouted.

Freed from his grasp, Alicia snapped out of her daze and bolted at full speed.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Brian, now recovered from the pain, refused to give up.

With a sudden burst of speed, he transformed into a blur and lunged toward her. Even if he was going to die, he was determined to take her down with him.

“Bastard! How dare you!” Fenley’s eyes widened in fury upon seeing that. He immediately propelled himself into the air, then delivered a palm strike toward Brian from above.

The air erupted with a thunderous boom. Suddenly, a colossal illusory image materialized behind Fenley. It radiated a commanding presence that set shivers down on everyone’s spine.

When he thrust his palm downward, the colossal illusory image mirrored his movement instantaneously. In a flash, the energy surged, and debris scattered.

A golden palm shadow hurtled toward Brian like a projectile. At that moment, Fenley was consumed by a killing instinct.

Elements of

palm shadow hurtled toward him. As a Celestial Alliance disciple, he understood the

skill responsible

incredulous that Alloy had passed it down to Fenley. And judging by

internal energy to form a protective shield. Then, he crossed his arms over his chest and assumed a defensive

solidly into Brian’s energy armor. Brian was instantly sent flying like a ragdoll. He was hurtled over 30 feet before crashing into the garden

resounding boom followed as the rock formation shattered from the impact. He continued to skid across the ground for another eight

of blood. He lay

was torn to shreds. Blood dripped from his arms, and he looked

known Fenley was formidable, but he hadn’t anticipated the extent

at least one of the top three grandmaster martial artists among the

between them. It was a sobering realization for him as

With just one move, Fenley had inflicted grave injuries upon him, which

before him. Despite his relentless efforts, he wondered why he remained powerless against Fenley. Rather than closing in

“Surround him!”

his injuries, members of the enforcement team swiftly encircled him. Swords were drawn, and their gaze fixed on him. Yet,

all, he was a grandmaster martial artist. They understood the danger he still presented, even in his weakened state. A final, desperate move

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