An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

As Azalea stared at the overwhelming golden wave, her eyes narrowed, and her heart raced. She had expected a few more exchanges, but Kendricks’s opening move was terrifying.

Without hesitating, she flicked her wrist and pulled out a red paper parasol that seemed to appear from nowhere.

The parasol gleamed with deep red hues, and its surface etched with mysterious runes. As light danced over its surface, the runes began to pulse and whirl as if infused with life.

“The Abyssal Parasol?” The spectators immediately recognized the origin of the red paper parasol.

The Abyssal Parasol was a powerful defensive divine artifact known for its dark and formidable properties. It was once the prized possession of the Abyssal Legion, but it was believed to have been lost after their downfall. Surprisingly, it ended up in the hands of the Mystic Arts Order.

“Go!” Azalea opened the parasol and thrust it forward against the golden wave. It shot into the air and shone brightly. A layer of crimson light instantly surrounded her, and from afar, it appeared as if she was standing inside a massive eggshell.

The golden wave crashed down with immense force, slamming against the crimson barrier with an ear-splitting roar. The barrier shook violently under the impact. It distorted and wavered against the relentless onslaught.

Inside the barrier, Azalea was deep in concentration, forming hand seals. As the golden wave pounded relentlessly, her body began to tremble, and sweat beaded on her forehead.

Even with the protection of the Abyssal Parasol, Kendricks’ assault was overwhelming. At that moment, she understood the terrifying power of those ranked on the Legendary List. Even a casual strike from one of them could put her life at risk.

“Oh? You still have something else up your sleeve?” He raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised.

were mediocre. Typically,

a defensive divine artifact that could block his attack, but he didn’t give it much

the moment they stepped into the ring, the outcome of this match was already decided. Even with the Abyssal Parasol shielding her, it would only take him a

no time and raised his golden

more terrifying than before, and crashed

and the

face had gone pale, and blood trickled from the

block my

show the slightest bit of mercy. After shattering the barrier, he raised his saber again and swung at her

as simple and brutal as before, without any fancy moves. The golden blade aura crashed down like a meteor, its force overwhelming

expression changed. She quickly pulled a blue talisman from her bosom and hurled it toward the

explosion. Then, a streak of blue lightning

and stumbled back several steps. His clothes were in tatters, and his

wound on his chest. It had a charred mark where the

a seemingly weak woman had injured him than by the pain itself. What should have

were

right?

easy to injure the eighth- ranked master on the Legendary