An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Jeremiah exuded a whole new intensity after transforming into a demon. Blood energy coiled around him, and his face twisted into a menacing snarl. Yet, his eyes remained as cold as ice and devoid of emotion.

He loomed above the masses like a god looking down upon mortals; his presence was indescribable.

Even from a distance, the spectators felt the crushing pressure deep within their souls. The sensation was so overwhelming that many couldn’t suppress the urge to worship him.

“You’ve managed to force me into my third form… that’s quite an achievement.” As Jeremiah transformed into his demon form, his voice grew hoarse and deep.

He slowly raised a finger and pointed at Dustin. What had once been a blade transformed into a withered, sharp claw. His crimson eyes locked onto Dustin and sized him up as if he were nothing more than an ant.

“You look intimidating, but I’m curious about how you fight.” Dustin scrutinized him impassively. He had faced many fearsome opponents and would fight without hesitation, whether it was a fake demon or a real one.

“You will soon understand the consequences of angering me.” Jeremiah smiled menacingly.

“Really? Then, stop the chatter and come at me.” Dustin beckoned him forward with a finger.

“This time, I’ll send you straight to hell. “Jeremiah’s eyes flared with malice. With a blur, he disappeared from sight.

When he reappeared, he was right in front of Dustin. His claws slashed forward with blinding speed, which left a chilling shimmer in their wake.

“He’s fast!” the spectators gasped in shock.

demon form, Jeremiah moved with a speed that seemed like teleportation. The spectators could barely

just as quickly.

venue. Energy rippled outward and was accompanied by the roar of a

and Jeremiah staggered back from the impact, and each step left deep imprints in the ground beneath

“Hmm?”

simultaneously and stared at each other

transformation. He felt that Jeremiah was even

reevaluated

the raw power of his third form while maintaining his ground demonstrated his exceptional resilience. It was clear that his abilities far

at each other again and locked in

matched, the match’s outcome hinged on speed, defense, reflexes, recovery, and skill. Many factors would decide the victor, and strength was

without stopping. Each punch and kick carried terrifying strength that left deep craters and jagged

their combat radiated outward with immense force. As they spread, it felt like an avalanche or a tidal wave. The sheer

shield to surround the

his keen eye could discern that Dustin and Jeremiah had reached the level of

clash between ultimate grandmasters was far more ferocious than typical grandmaster bouts. A single misstep

expect Dustin to stand toe-to-

should make