The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 308

Before Kelly could swing another brutal blow, a sudden commotion erupted, freezing both fighters mid-action.

"Look! The Kingstons just arrived!" a voice shouted urgently from the crowd.

All eyes snapped toward the entryway as Jasmine strode confidently into view, flanked by Vancouver's top five knights.

Her presence radiated authority, silencing murmurs and heightening the tension instantly.

Charles assessed the situation swiftly and growled, "Enough. Let's save our energy—the main event's about to begin."

Byson sneered venomously at Kelly, leaning close to whisper with a chilling threat, "You're damn lucky, punk. If they hadn't shown up, you'd be spending tonight bleeding in my bed."

Kelly, unimpressed and bored, shrugged off the insult and slumped back into her chair without a word.

Alex leaned forward, his voice icy and precise. "Had you actually tried, he'd already be dead."

"Exactly," Kelly drawled with a smirk, "he got lucky today—not ending up in a coffin."

Across the arena, Charles, Byson, and Clara settled into their seats, eyeing the newcomers warily.

Byson's jaw tightened, his gaze fixed in disbelief. "Impossible. They brought Mr. Damme himself? They must be hell-bent on victory today!"

Clara hesitated, curiosity flickering in her eyes. "Who's Mr. Damme? Is he really that strong?"

Byson exhaled deeply, his tone dripping with awe and reverence. "Mr. Damme isn't just strong—he's legendary. One of Vancouver's Top five Best Knights. Finding someone in the whole damn state who can match him? Nearly impossible."

"No wonder he stands out," Clara whispered, staring at Vann Damme as he moved gracefully through the admiring crowd. "Look at how he carries himself. He's extraordinary."

Nearby, disciples gazed at Vann with a blend of admiration and envy.

Achieving a spot among the elite top ten was the pinnacle, a true mark of honor demanding absolute respect.

"Totally different from a certain someone over there," Clara said, glancing at Alex and Kelly. "Alex is just clinging to a woman's success like some leech."

"Leeching off women is pathetic," Byson muttered with a low growl. "Real strength comes from your fists-and nothing else."

motion before she even

eyes found Alex, she glided to his

glad you're already here," she

was low and urgent. "Jasmine, the Chicago Lords came ready for war today. They are

dismissively. "Relax. We've got Vancouver's top five knights.

as his strongest response. Sometimes, words did

over the arena as yet another

head marched Jaxon Creed, Chicago's

a predatory calm, and the crowd instinctively cleared a path, intimidated by his mere

of his ruthless crew followed, their grim expressions a

crackling with imminent hostility as both factions

the tension,

accepting this battle-but mark my

me with blood, not words," Jasmine sneered, eyes cold

the challenger shot

this with a five-on-five showdown. One-on-one fights, round

Last fighter standing

subtle smirk hinting

sides withdrew swiftly, their corners erupting into tense whispers, strategy forming in hushed

arena crackled

air as the first warrior from Chicago Lords emerged a brute built like

exploded

"Conan the Barbarian!"

"Conan! Crush their bones!"

Charles. "Is he as

Charles could even

grimly, "He doesn't just fight-he destroys. Conan's left

they wish

each heavy step shaking the very stage beneath him. Muscles rippled beneath his scarred skin, a massive club slung

his eyes fierce with primal

like thunder, "Vancouver het