An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

George’s brutal treatment of Jermaine’s body had already stirred up a lot of anger. As he stepped into the battle ring again, the spectators booed and cursed at him.

“Ugh! Just seeing this bastard makessick. I want to kill him.” “Disgusting heartless scum!” “He got away with it last time, but now he’s facing the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order. Let’s see how he dies.

The spectators were furious as they shouted and cursed at George, but he didn’t care. His eyes were locked on Abigail, and his lips curled into a wicked grin. He couldn’t hide the lust in his gaze. “Tsk, tsk… Hey, gorgeous. Fighting is a man’s job. As a woman, your duty is to bear children.” His eyes roamed over her as he grinned wider. “Unfortunately, Dragonmarsh martial artists are weaklings. They don’t have what it takes to satisfy someone like you. But I can guarantee you’ll experience pure pleasure with me,” he said and laughed heartily.

His words were like a spark that ignited a wildfire, causing the spectators to erupt in a storm of curses. “Fucking bastard! I swear I’ll kill you.” “That damn scum is way too cocky. Enough is enough.” “I’ve had enough. I’m going to rip him to shreds today.” Angry shouts filled the air as the spectators seethed with anger. Publicly harassing a woman was already despicable, but to insult all Dragonmarsh martial artists along with it was even worse. George’s behavior had sparked public outrage.

Shouting insults was the mildest reaction. Shot-headed martial artists couldn’t hold back and were ready to throw punches. Their aggressive stances made it clear they were prepared to take George down for good.

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As they charged forward, the Sacred Wyrm Summit disciples intervened to keep things under control. Despite their own anger, they stayed composed. No matter what, the tournament’s progress couldn’t be disrupted. Those martial artists would have to settle it in the battle ring if they wanted to fight.

“What a bunch of losers!” George turned to glance at the Dragonmarsh martial artists below the ring, who were shouting and fuming. He didn’t flinch but smiled contemptuously. With a dismissive thumbs-down, he taunted them openly.

killed but not insulted. Being taunted by a foreigner like this was more than they could

half.” “Bastard, prepare to die.” 2 A group of martial artists broke through the Sacred Wyrm Summit disciples’ blockade and charged toward

and slowly clenched his fists. He planned to take this opportunity

the sky and blocked their path. Oron waved his left hand and unleashed a powerful gust of wind that sent all the martial artists on the ring

again, and a blue barrier instantly covered the battle ring. Anyone who touched

the ring. Whether it’s life or death doesn’t concern me,

you’ll face the consequences.” 11 George sneered without saying anything. He typically dismissed Dragonmarsh martial artists as insignificant,

third match officially begins,” Oron quickly announced

Want to experience my strength in a more personal way?” George continued to tease

cut out your tongue, gouge out your eyes,