An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Emeret stood in the battle ring with a sword in his hand. A faint smile crossed his face as he looked at Glenn. “I didn’t expect us to face each other so soon. It seems we can’t avoid this match.”

Glenn might have been the genius everyone raved about, but Emeret wasn’t one to be underestimated. He had always kept a low profile, avoiding the spotlight and focusing on his training in silence.

Emeret didn’t enter the Combat Tournament for recognition. Instead, he wanted to test his strength. He knew training in isolation wouldn’t help him improve, so he needed to challenge the best to test his abilities.

“You can’t defeat me. Just surrender,” Glenn said coldly. He didn’t want to go all out against someone from the same guild.

“How can you tell who’s better without a fight?” Emeret continued to smile. ” Glenn, I joined the Sword Union a few years before you. You might be the Chosen One, but don’t underestimate me. Defeating me won’t be as easy as you think.”

“You’re not on my level. Save your strength,” Glenn said impassively.

With his keen eye, he could tell Emeret had reached the level of a developed grandmaster. It was enough for him to establish his own guild and dominate territory, but he still fell short of being Glenn’s equal.

“Skill level isn’t everything. As the Sword Union disciple, we often take down opponents who are stronger than us.” Emeret exhibited a balanced mindset that was neither boastful nor impatient.

Glenn raised an eyebrow, and his expression turned icy. “What? Are you really comparing me to those losers?”

“Of course not.” Emeret smiled and shook his head. “You’re the number one expert on the Legendary List, and I respect that. Just remember, there’s always someone stronger. Never underestimate your opponent.”

sword is drawn, it won’t stop until it draws blood. Once we begin, I won’t hold back,

the kill if it were anyone else. But

I’m here, I’m ready. Draw your sword, and let’s see whose skills shine more.” Emeret slowly unsheathed his

was razor-sharp and gleamed in the sunlight. It was clear this was

hold back.” Glenn skipped the small talk and struck

sword aura toward Emeret’s chest. The attack was lightning-fast and

master artist had fallen to the same deadly

he swung his sword down in a vertical strike. His sword cleaved

been quick, but Emeret reacted even quicker. This exchange was just

wasn’t backing down. He raised his right hand and flicked his fingers

that aimed straight at Emeret’s head and body. These strikes were faster

in a blur as he unleashed a dazzling silver

auras. His movements were precise, decisive, and fluid. It was impressive to achieve this

what you’ve really got, Glenn.

before he could finish, Glenn raised his hand and swung it through

sky. It was about 33 feet long

from the sky, and

spectators struggled to breathe. It felt like a great weight was pressing