An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

The spectators erupted into thunderous applause as soon as Oron finished speaking.

Under the spotlight of a thousand eager eyes, contestant number one rose from his seat and walked to the battle ring. He was a monk clad in gray robes.

The towering figure, who had a muscular build, was in his 30s. He gripped an iron staff, and his smooth, bald head gleamed brilliantly in the sunlight.

The spectators quickly recognized him. “I can’t believe the first contestant is Venerable Truce from Aureate Monastery. This is going to be a great match.”

Contestant number one was a revered monk from Aureate Monastery called Truce Heart. He was known by the moniker “Venerable Banisher”.

Despite his young age, his cultivation was beyond measure, especially his Ironfist Technique, which he had mastered to perfection.

He was said to be impervious to blades, bullets, fire, and water. Any attack launched against him barely left a mark.

But Truce wasn’t just renowned for his incredible defense. His Banisher Technique was equally deadly, and he had defeated countless experts with it. With his prowess, it was no exaggeration to say he could challenge opponents far beyond his level.

“I wonder who will be his opponent.”

Amid the curious gazes of the spectators, contestant number 32 slowly walked up to the battle ring.

The man had a Strequan face, wore a clerical robe, and a cross hung on his chest. His expression was kind, and he had a gentle smile. He was Jeremiah Price, also known as “The Dust of Angel

“Hey! A kind-looking priest?”

way! A Strequan priest competing in the battle

He may look

stand a chance against Venerable Truce’s

Truce. If

us in

Jeremiah entered the ring, the spectators immediately started whispering and

a strong sense of local pride, especially in a major event. They were united in their support

the Dragonmarsh-hosted event, they were determined not to let outsiders steal the spotlight. Otherwise, it would be nothing short of

to harm anyone, so why not surrender?” Truce eyed

for himself. His sights were set on the

the unfamiliar priest before him, Truce had neither seen nor heard of him before. Winning against him wouldn’t hold much significance. He figured Jeremiah was just here to

predict the outcome before the match begins?” Jeremiah said with a smile. His

Once we

what you’ve got. I came here to witness the prowess of Dragonmarsh martial artists. I hope you won’t disappoint me,” Jeremiah

don’t blame me for what happens next.” Truce’s eyes turned

are ready. Let the match begin!” Oron declared before floating down

you,” Truce said, adopting

ahead.” Jeremiah smiled faintly and didn’t make

two locked eyes, and the tension

Don’t hold back, just start the