An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Jermaine’s speed was remarkable, and his strikes were swift, like lightning.

The spectators barely had time to blink before he was standing in front of George with his steel sword aiming at George’s neck.

Jermaine, who had fought through a tough Group B contestant, hadn’t reached grandmaster level. But he had the strength of one, and this was the source of his confidence.

Despite being attacked, George didn’t react. He stood there blankly without trying to dodge the attack.

Jermaine smirked at the sight. He knew this was the weakness of a big guy with slow speed. Their sluggish reactions made them easy targets for attacks.

As expected, his steel sword struck George’s neck. But soon, the smile on his face disappeared.

The scene he had anticipated, where the strike would separate George’s head from his body, didn’t happen.

Instead, the sword, which was supposed to be indestructible, created a shower of sparks upon hitting George. It was as if Jermaine was striking a hard, dark steel piece.

Even more troubling, Jermaine didn’t sense any energy fluctuations from George. This meant that George wasn’t using internal energy. He was simply enduring the blow with his physical strength.

“Martial artist with impenetrable skin? “Jermaine frowned, and his expression grew serious.

It seemed that George’s arrogance was well-founded. He was incredibly strong and had formidable defenses, which made him a difficult opponent. However, being challenging didn’t mean he was unbeatable.

After all, every martial artist with impenetrable skin had a weak spot. Jermaine would win if he could identify George’s weak spot and deliver a powerful strike.

“Heh. Is that all you’ve got?” George sneered. He looked down at Jermaine as if he were a helpless lamb.

response but said nothing. He prepared to withdraw his sword and look for

the steel sword with his cheek

had your turn. Now

grinned and threw his

sized fist at Jermaine.

the air, it roared like thunder. The force distorted

dare take the punch head-on, so he quickly let go of his sword and stepped back,

the sword

Yes, he ate it.

crunched the hard, dark steel sword like a potato chip. He chewed it with gusto while savoring each bite. Soon, he had eaten

in stunned silence, their expressions frozen in

is eating a dark steel

shouldn’t be able to do that.

“Beast! He’s a beast.”

utterly shocked. They had seen all sorts of

if someone had the teeth for it, how could they possibly digest it? This was beyond

blankly at George, who was still

hadn’t witnessed it, he wouldn’t have believed that his dark steel sword

great. Do you have any other treasures?” George grinned and showed a mouthful of white

eye twitched. For a moment, he was

you already scared? Is this all the Dragonmarsh martial artists are capable of?”

cheap tricks will intimidate

his fists and took a fighting stance. He wasn’t only