An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Chapter 1164: Underhanded Method

Judging by Erik’s age, he was just in his early thirties, yet he had already reached the peak of the Innate stage.

With his talent and strength, not only in Balermo but even in Stonia, he could be considered among the cream of the crop among the younger generation.

“You old man, you’re not bad either,” Erik said as he flexed his somewhat numb arms, grinning. “In the seven provinces of Balermo, there aren’t many who can withstand a punch from me.”

“Young man, you do have some talent, but it’s still not enough,” Cornelius shook his head and said, “If you leave now, you can avoid suffering any physical harm. Otherwise, I won’t hold back.”

“Hehehe… Old man, do you really think you can beat me?” Erik tilted his head, clenched his fist, and sneered, “Just now, I was just warming up. If I really start fighting, I can knock you out in a minute!”

“Hmph! Arrogant!”

Cornelius’ face darkened. “Since you’re underestimating me, I’ll teach you a lesson!”

As he spoke, he took a step, shot forward like an arrow leaving the string, and slapped his palm towards Erik’s chest.

“Exploding Fist!”

Erik didn’t dodge or evade. He roared in anger and threw a punch with tremendous force.

“Boom!”

were only half a meter apart, a

and he instinctively closed his eyes to avoid it. However, he didn’t react in time and was still sprayed in the face by the

backward, feeling dizzy and weak all over, his head heavy and his

something like lime powder, so he had closed his eyes to protect himself. He hadn’t expected it to be

“Take this punch!”

struck again,

“Bang!”

muffled sound rang out as Cornelius was sent back several meters, his true energy dispersing.

“You… you’re despicable!”

his mouth, panting heavily,

hahaha… All is fair in war. As long as I can win, what does it matter if I use some tricks?” Erik laughed maniacally. “You’ve lived for so many years and still don’t understand the treacherous nature of

confronting Cornelius head-on, so he

Grandmaster level, just one touch would cause them to go limp

a reputable martial sect, yet you use such underhanded

Heh… It’s all about who’s stronger. If you lose, well, that’s on you. No need for all this talk. Just die!”

Cornelius’ face darkened. “Furthermore, don’t think I’m ignorant

disdain, taking a sudden step forward to

brimmed with turbulent energy

punch generated a fierce gust of wind that made Cornelius’