An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Glenn wasn’t just skilled in swordsmanship, but his technique was also flawless. Every strike was unpredictable, relentless, and impossible to block. His attacks came in waves, and each one was stronger than the last.

What made him even more terrifying were the six divine swords that obeyed his every command. They were like extensions of his will.

The swords threw Dustin off balance, attacking from every direction and blocking any chance of escape. They moved in perfect sync with Glenn and left no room for counterattacks.

Dustin had no choice but to dodge and parry. If not for his incredible agility and mastery of the sword, he wouldn’t have lasted more than a few breaths.

Even so, the pressure was overwhelming. It felt like he wasn’t just facing Glenn but six or seven skilled opponents at once. Any slip in focus, or any opening, could be his last.

The real challenge was that Dustin wasn’t gaining any ground. While he had to stay focused on dodging and blocking, he also had to search for an opening to strike back, which made everything even more difficult.

“This is exciting! Their speed and swordsmanship are just on another level. For any sword enthusiast, this is an absolute feast!”

“I have to admit, Dustin’s skill is impressive. Even with Glenn’s seven swords coming at him, he’s still holding his ground.”

“This match is full of suspense. It’s hard to say who’ll come out on top.”

While watching Dustin and Glenn fight in the ring, the audience buzzed with excited chatter.

Some gamblers, especially those with money on the line, couldn’t hide their tension. On the surface, Glenn seemed to have the upper hand, and he pressed his attack steadily. However, he had yet to land a decisive blow.

With the unpredictable nature of the fight, no one could say how it would end.

bet on Glenn, thinking he was the safer choice-high chance of winning, low odds, small profit, but it was still a win nonetheless. If he

on the ropes with seven swords. Looks like the outcome has been decided.” Alloy narrowed his eyes

fight thoughtfully.

against Glenn’s seventh sword earlier, yet Dustin had managed

those came into play, Alloy was sure

two are evenly matched. It’s too early to call a winner, right?” Penelope’s raspy voice

once Glenn uses his final two swords, Dustin won’t stand a chance. Why bother holding onto

his differences with the Sword Union, he had

Dustin doesn’t have something up his sleeve?” She chuckled darkly. “These young martial artists are beyond what we old ones can predict. Give them a few years, and they’ll eventually take

silent. He wasn’t entirely convinced by Penelope’s words, but a nagging feeling wouldn’t leave him. If Dustin had a

the battle ring, Glenn pressed the attack without pause. With each swing of his Fang Master, afterimages blurred in its wake

forth as they relentlessly pressed in on Dustin. For

a violent storm, battered by the relentless barrage of strikes yet refusing to be

“Elderflame! Go!”

inability to break Dustin’s defenses, Glenn called upon his

shot into the air and spun before descending like a meteor

“ArcMor!”

him to form a protective barrier. With no room to move and nowhere to dodge, he had no choice but

descended and crashed into

deafening explosion shook the ground. The impact sent shockwaves through the protective barrier of the battle ring and caused the blue shield to tremble and flicker like a candle

on, everyone!”