An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“Next.” Oron’s voice rang out, signaling the continuation of the drawing after Jermaine finished his turn.

“I’ll go.”

At that moment, George stomped forward and aggressively shoved a martial artist away as he reached into the black box.

The martial artist who had been shoved frowned and looked up at George’s burly bear-like frame. Despite the intimidation, he suppressed his anger.

Although a martial artist’s strength couldn’t be judged by their size, George’s imposing presence was undeniable.

After rummaging inside the box for a few seconds, George pulled out a glass ball. But before anyone could see the number inside, he crushed it with his powerful grip.

The ball shattered with a sharp crack, and fragments scattered across the floor.

He looked at the fragments in his hand and burst into laughter. His eyes glinted with malice as he turned to Jermaine.

He said sinisterly, “Jermaine, huh? Unlucky bastard, you’ll have one hell of a day. Look at this.” He showed him the metal disc, which displayed “30.”

Jermaine’s number was 3, and George’s was 30. According to the pairing rules, they were set to face off in the third match.

who’s the unlucky one,” Jermaine replied coldly. “I’ve killed countless brutes like you. All brawn and no brains. You’re nothing

how big or strong, it made no difference. Those brutes, who sacrificed speed and agility for sheer power, were no threat to

his eyes were filled with deadly intent. “We’ll

the battle ring.” Jermaine scoffed

sinisterly, like a predator

“Next,” Oron said.

broken and no trouble was caused, he didn’t care if someone used a few harsh words, shouted insults,

stepped up to draw their numbers. Some made

proudly flaunted their numbers, while others hid them. They were wary of giving away any tactical advantages. After all, knowing an opponent’s details in advance could provide a strategic advantage or be used

Only those confident in their skills and untroubled by any tricks would reveal

example, Glenn and Fenley, who ranked among the top on the Heavenly Immortals list, were almost certain to reach the

fight in the eighth match. It was in the middle

rules, his opponent would be number 25. If his memory served him right, that was

gaze drifted toward Bill, who was casually toying with a glass ball. The ball had a metal disc in the center

Despite having fought many battles, he had

Bill, with his aristocratic lineage, was likely to be formidable. It would be an excellent chance to test his skills against a vampire elite and understand

seemed to sense something. He

opponent?” His eyes narrowed as he

say you’re as good as dead. And don’t think I’ll make