An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

The spectators erupted into thunderous applause as soon as Oron finished speaking.

Under the spotlight of a thousand eager eyes, contestant number one rose from his seat and walked to the battle ring. He was a monk clad in gray robes.

The towering figure, who had a muscular build, was in his 30s. He gripped an iron staff, and his smooth, bald head gleamed brilliantly in the sunlight.

The spectators quickly recognized him. “I can’t believe the first contestant is Venerable Truce from Aureate Monastery. This is going to be a great match.”

Contestant number one was a revered monk from Aureate Monastery called Truce Heart. He was known by the moniker “Venerable Banisher”.

Despite his young age, his cultivation was beyond measure, especially his Ironfist Technique, which he had mastered to perfection.

He was said to be impervious to blades, bullets, fire, and water. Any attack launched against him barely left a mark.

But Truce wasn’t just renowned for his incredible defense. His Banisher Technique was equally deadly, and he had defeated countless experts with it. With his prowess, it was no exaggeration to say he could challenge opponents far beyond his level.

“I wonder who will be his opponent.”

Amid the curious gazes of the spectators, contestant number 32 slowly walked up to the battle ring.

The man had a Strequan face, wore a clerical robe, and a cross hung on his chest. His expression was kind, and he had a gentle smile. He was Jeremiah Price, also known as “The Dust of Angel

“Hey! A kind-looking priest?”

A Strequan priest

clearly in cahoots with that stinking bat. He may look harmless, but he’s hiding sinister

doesn’t stand a chance against Venerable Truce’s Banisher staff. One strike, and he’ll become

unlucky to face off against Venerable Truce. If he

challenge us in Dragonmarsh deserves whatever comes

the ring, the spectators immediately started whispering and

in

the spotlight. Otherwise, it would be nothing short of a disgrace

Truce eyed the slender Jeremiah

a name for himself. His sights were set on

him before. Winning against him wouldn’t hold much significance. He figured Jeremiah was just here to experience the excitement and

the outcome before the match begins?” Jeremiah said with a smile. His calm

this for your own good. Once we start, I won’t hold back, “Truce said

here to witness the prowess of Dragonmarsh martial artists. I hope

don’t blame me for what happens next.” Truce’s eyes turned icy as

ready. Let the match begin!” Oron declared before

Truce said,

smiled faintly and didn’t make the

eyes, and the

Don’t hold back, just start the