An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

“Hmph! You got lucky this time.” Kendricks glared at Azalea, then sheathed his Demonblade and left the battle ring.

Even though he won, there was no thrill in it. He didn’t feel proud about winning against a vulnerable woman when she had managed to injure him.

Since his rise to fame, he had never felt so embarrassed. The Divine Talismans had played a part, but he couldn’t deny being outmatched and humiliated.

The missed chance to retaliate only deepened his frustration. Kendricks vowed he wouldn’t show the Mystic Arts Order disciples mercy if he faced them again.

“Contestant number five is the winner in this match,” Oron announced.

The spectators reacted with warm applause.

Azalea’s stunning performance and Kendricks’s formidable strength were worthy of praise. Most previous matches had been brutal, where a single misstep could cost a contestant their life.

It was rare to see someone as wise as her, who knew when she was outmatched and chose to surrender immediately. Her quick thinking had saved her life.

“Grand Sorceress, I’m sorry for disappointing you by not winning the match.” After returning to her seat, Azalea acknowledged her mistake.

“What’s important is that you’re safe. Winning or losing doesn’t matter,” Abigail replied with a smile.

She continued, “Kendricks is ranked eighth on the Legendary List, so it’s natural that you couldn’t defeat him.

“I was actually worried you might impulsively push through to the end, which would have been unwise. Besides, you performed admirably and injured him, so it’s not a total loss.”

Azalea would make it to the top eight, it wouldn’t have been a huge concern if she hadn’t. After all, winning and losing

match is about to begin. Please welcome contestant number six and contestant number 11 to the battle ring.” Oron’s

“Finally, it’s my turn!”

filled the venue, and a figure in green flashed into the air. After hovering for a second, the figure vanished and reappeared in the center of the battle

in astonishment at such a bizarre display of

hell was that?

so fast

steps and allows them to flicker within a specific range. Their movements are unpredictable

spectators buzzed

The outcome of each match

the

waiting.” A booming

beauty, leaped into the air. He crossed 300 feet in a few light steps and landed on the battle ring. It

With a folding fan in hand, he courteously saluted his

elicited gasps of admiration from many female spectators. Although he might not have

who ranked among the top on the Beauty Ranking, couldn’t help but be amazed. She had never seen a man with such breathtaking beauty. If he were a woman, she might have

you.” The man in green gave Dalen a once- over with noticeable disdain. Though

know your name?” Dalen

unaffiliated with any guide. My name is Leigh. Jude Leigh,” the man in green

List. It’s a pleasure to