An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

“Who the heck is this kid?” Oron glanced at his trembling hands and felt a chill run down his spine. He failed to gain the upper hand in the earlier clash with Dustin and suffered an unexpected setback.

He was already an ultimate grandmaster, with a cultivation and mastery of the Glow Incantation that surpassed Caleb’s. By all accounts, subduing a younger opponent should have been a piece of cake.

But that exchange just now had brought him to a stark realization- Dustin had been holding back this whole time and hadn’t used his full strength. Otherwise, Caleb wouldn’t have lasted this long.

The realization unsettled Oron. There were always extraordinary talents out there, but the potential Dustin had displayed was genuinely terrifying. To

put it plainly, he was a beast on the same level as Glenn.

“What happened? Why did the judge step in?”

“Can’t you see? Caleb has already lost. If the judge hadn’t stepped in, that sword would have killed him or left him severely injured.”

“Exactly! It would be a pity to see the most talented disciple of Sacred Wyrm Summit die here.”

“I thought Caleb would win, but Dustin changed the outcome with just one sword strike. It’s terrifying.”

The unexpected turn of events sent the spectators buzzing with chatter.

Whether it was Caleb’s Eight Trigrams of Divine Talisman being countered or Oron intervening to stop the match, everything had unfolded in the blink of an eye. The fight was already over when

spectators grasped what had

looked pretty smug a moment ago.” Cyrus shot Alloy a

Dustin would still be able to draw his sword even with the full power of the Eight Trigrams

the talisman with a single strike, which decisively determined the match’s outcome. His potential was

dawned on Alloy why Seth had chosen Dustin as his disciple-he

control just now,” Dustin said,

and had no intention of delivering a lethal strike. However, he had to unleash his full

moment. Otherwise, considering Caleb’s earlier state, he might not

lost, and

determination. Although he claimed to be indifferent to fame and glory,

self-discipline, or resilience-without breaking a sweat. Plus, he outperformed every disciple of

strides and a decade to master

what those so-called gifted disciples would achieve after ten

Sacred Wrym Summit, Caleb had never

training or worked hard. He approached everything half- heartedly, yet his cultivation and mastery of spells outshined

argued against it. However, the rapid pace of his progress had its drawbacks. Without experiencing any pressure, he

of cultivation seemed absurdly simple-just eat, drink, sleep, and breakthroughs would follow. With that mindset,

complacency. Caleb understood he wasn’t the only

a renewed sense of purpose. The long-dormant fire of passion and