Chapter 3500 The Frenzied Warrior

As Matthew lingered in brief contemplation, Redrod Dominic launched another furious assault.

This time, his strength had visibly surged, far surpassing his earlier attempts.

Dominic's body glowed an ominous crimson, his muscles taut with rage, while his eyes burned with unrestrained fury.

Matthew moved with minimal effort, shifting just enough to evade the attack. His calm precision seemed almost effortless.

When Dominic's strike failed yet again, his expression twisted into one of unbridled anger.

"Coward!" Dominic bellowed, his voice reverberating through the arena. "All you do is dodge! Are you too scared to fight me head-on like a real man?"

"Idiot," Orla murmured from her seat among the spectators, her disdain audible despite her soft tone. She observed Dominic's frenzied state with a flicker of amusement.

He had unraveled completely, all because his attacks had missed twice. From her vantage point, it was clear-Dominic had already fallen into Matthew's rhythm and would be at his mercy from this point onward. Matthew's steady voice broke the tension, his words deliberate. "To be honest, your attacks are thoughtless."

The understated remark only stoked Dominic's rage further, his face contorting as he gripped his iron staff with white-knuckled hands.

"As long as I kill you, nothing else matters!" Dominic roared, charging toward Matthew with reckless determination. His movements were wild and desperate, his fury blinding him to reason.

Once again, Matthew sidestepped smoothly, his figure blurring momentarily before reappearing a safe distance away.

Dominic, meanwhile, stumbled forward like a bull charging at shadows, his actions chaotic and futile. He barreled across the arena, his frustration mounting with every missed blow.

an icy sharpness. He watched

free moves earlier," Matthew said,

with calm precision, yet they resounded

so that's why Mr. Larden held back earlier," a spectator murmured, realization

thought he'd be gracious enough to let

the composure of a

his seat, Angus relaxed into a smile, his earlier apprehension replaced

his plan all along," he said quietly, more to himself than

eyes sparkled with understanding as

restraint atthew's intentions. His

and now he revealed his band-to leave no doubt in anyone's

do with

thoughts churned until a startling

Matthew be

had warped into blind arrogance, and even the title of "Redrod" had become an extension of his

voice breaking under the

your family and make them suffer! Your wife will become the plaything

he could finish his vile threat,

him, enveloping

screamed

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him, twin pools of cold determination. At that moment, it became clear-this was no longer

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