An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

“What the hell happened to George? He was defeated by the phantom without putting up a fight. What a disgrace!” Bill scowled at the battered George in the battle ring.

Everyone said George was strong and had incredible physical power. Yet, he couldn’t even handle a weak martial artist from Dragonmarsh. What a joke!

“There’s something off about that Dragonmarsh martial artist,” Jeremiah said earnestly.

He continued, “His attacks are extraordinary. They bypass physical defenses and protective barriers to strike the target’s soul. Unfortunately, that is Mr. Burroughs’ weak spot.”

They had expected George to win easily, but he met his nemesis, and the situation looked grim.

“Soul-targeting attacks? Isn’t that similar to vampires’ mind control?” Bill said indifferently.

He went on, “It may seem impressive, but it’s only effective against those with weak mental strength. It’s useless against a strong opponent.

“The problem is George’s mental strength is so weak that he’s even worse off than a human. If it were me, I’d kill the opponent in seconds.”

“This isn’t the time to gloat. If he dies in the ring, it will severely impact our plan. We need to find a way to help him, “Jeremiah said.

“It’s easy. His opponent might have strong mental power, but he’s physically weak. If George can get close to him, one punch should be enough to kill him,” Bill said.

sarcastically, “Given George’s current condition, who knows if he can even

the outcome, we must give it

into a narrow, precise whisper to transmit his message to George in the battle ring. His lips moved slightly, but it

listen without turning around. His

up?” Jermaine raised an eyebrow in surprise as he watched

be mentally incapacitated and immobilized after a single hit from the Phantom Reaper technique.

and his eyes locked on Jermaine. His legs bent slightly, his body lowered, and his every muscle tensed. His stance looked like a tiger ready to

really don’t know when to quit.” Jermaine sneered, and his killing intent grew

strength, he launched himself off the ground with a force that left a

fast!” Jermaine’s eyes widened in

the Phantom Reaper technique and directed it toward George. This

“Die!”

didn’t flinch. He channeled all his energy and threw a

petty trick!” Jermaine sneered. He directed the phantom to collide with

echoed through

moment of impact, the red fist shadow shattered into pieces. But the phantom continued relentlessly toward George and