An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

The spectators erupted into chaos at the sight before them. They never expected George to be so ruthless.

Despite winning the match, he proceeded to stomp on Jermaine’s head. This act was not only brutal but also showed a complete disregard for humanity.

“Damn it! This Giant is out of control! He didn’t even leave Jermaine’s body intact. This is unacceptable.”

“I can’t stand this. If Jermaine hadn’t held back, this Giant would be dead already. How dare he flaunt his arrogance?”

“His ruthless behavior will catch up to him eventually.”

The spectators’ anger boiled over as they shouted curses at George.

Life and death were accepted as part of the match in the battle ring. Generally, everyone accepted that outcome without much protest.

However, the martial world valued leaving room for future encounters. If there was no deep-seated grudge, it was considered appropriate to determine the victor without resorting to complete annihilation.

George had killed Jermaine to win the match, and while brutal, it was within reason. But mutilating the body afterward crossed the line into pure inhumanity.

“He’s trying to intimidate us.” Aurora gritted her teeth.

can be cruel, but self-made misfortune is unforgivable,” Alicia replied. “His actions have ignited the fury of all the martial artists. Someone will give him a lesson he won’t forget in the next

was calm, but a

Reaper technique. He had been a marvel of the martial world, with limitless

was a significant blow to the martial world. The mutilation of his body afterward only

dared to come into our territory and provoke

let this injustice slide. Anyone with a sense of

Dragonmarsh martial artists are nothing but weaklings.” George laughed maniacally as he

but

restrictions. The referee could only intervene if the contestant surrendered

you kill

Soultech Union disciples brandished their weapons and shouted threats to tear George

steps, a lightning bolt struck the ground just ten yards in front of them and created

are decided by fate. No open retaliation is allowed,

exchanged uneasy glances before retreating. Their eyes, filled with a burning desire

number 30 wins the third match,” Oron announced

applause was sparse. Only a few foreign spectators

Dragonmarsh martial artists! Next time, you’d better surrender right away when you face me, or you’ll end up like that