An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Chapter 2330 The scene was lively below the stage but different on the battle ring.

The arrogant and domineering Bill was I sprawled on the ground, spewing blood.

I His face was deathly pale, and his eyes I widened in sheer terror as if he had seen a ghost.

He couldn't believe he would be defeated » even after awakening his bloodline and transforming into the third form. He wondered what Dustin had done.

It seemed like a simple touch had drained his strength and torn through his chest.

Throughout the entire fight, he hadn't sensed any energy fluctuations from Dustin.

"No! This can't be happening. I'm from the noble bloodline. So, how can I lose to a mere human martial artist? It's impossible!" Bill's mind screamed in

disbelief. He couldn't accept the crushing reality.

He gritted his teeth and summoned-his bloodline power again. Scarlet mist oozed from his wounds as it gradually flowed into the gaping hole.

i ' As the blood energy revitalized him, the shape of a heart began to reform, with the surrounding flesh knitting itself together.

spectators watched in awe and

terrifying regeneration ability of vampires? Even with his heart shattered, Bill could regenerate it.

he wasn't surprised. He had heard about the vampires’ resilience, which only confirmed the

with injuries "like those, yet Bill was still clinging to life

challenge. But for now, he was falling short. With that thought,’ Dustin strode forward and was ready to end the

he said weakly, "If you have the guts, give me some time so we can fight again." "Why? Do you

we really went at it, I might not lose this time."

refused to acknowledge defeat, especially at the hands of an unknown martial artist. For a noble bloodline, this

you have no more tricks, there's no point continuing this fight," Dustin said "calmly. He slowly lifted his index

a chance, Bill's face contorted with rage. - His body exploded into a swirling mass of scarlet mist that surged forward.

index finger at the center of the scarlet mist. A beam of white light shot

the scarlet mist as it dissolved into nothingness without a trace. Then,

snarled as his deadly

fresh supply ' of blood. A martial artist like Dustin, with ¥ vigorous life force, was the perfect source of nourishment for

his strength. When he thought victory was in his

find Dustin had somehow turned around. Dustin gripped his neck