The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 311

The referee's voice sliced sharply through the tense air, holding up an official- looking paper.

"We've received an update," he declared, eyes cold and detached.

"Miss Kelly Kingston has officially taken citizenship and the governor's role in Vermont. According to our rules, she can't represent Vancouver in this sacred duel between states. Therefore, Kelly Kingston is disqualified!"

A stunned hush swallowed the arena, quickly replaced by angry murmurs and gasps of disbelief.

"Kingstons," the referee continued, savoring the drama, "you've got two fights left to turn this around. Choose wisely. Your next fighter must step into the ring in ten minutes or you lose by default."

Before Jasmine could utter a word, a tall, arrogant figure swaggered from the Chicago side, armored gauntlet gleaming menacingly.

He sneered openly at the Vancouver corner, raising his voice mockingly, "Hey, Vancouver! Where's your courage now? Step up if you've got the guts, or run home with your tails tucked between your legs!"

From the shadows emerged an unexpected figure, confidently striding forward.

"I'll represent the Kingstons," he proclaimed boldly.

The referee quickly hid his smirk, eager for more chaos.

"Begin!" he shouted.

But as Jasmine and Kelly finally glimpsed the new fighter's face, dread flooded their expressions.

Charles Kingston.

Before Jasmine could scream, Charles raised his hand dramatically. "I surrender!"

"That cowardly snake!" Jasmine roared furiously, her voice cracking with rage. "Who let Charles anywhere near our arena?"

Charles turned theatrically towards the crowd, arms wide as if embracing their disdain.

"Listen up!" he shouted triumphantly.

"Why fight Chicago? It's clearly stronger, richer, and far superior to Vancouver! Let's stop being stubborn fools—join Chicago willingly, and I'll become your sixth lord of Chicago. Imagine prosperity and power instead of this pitiful independence!"

Jasmine stormed toward the referee, her fury barely restrained. "That traitor doesn't speak for Vancouver!"

The referee shrugged dismissively, clearly enjoying her torment.

never clarified your fighters beforehand. Now that you

your refusal for the

Zane and the Chicago Lords,

"One chance left. Better pick carefully-if there's anyone left worth fighting

as despair knotted

in the back,

find someone capable of facing Chicago's

a Chicago lord. "What's it gonna be, Kingston? Admit

More mocking voices rose:

the mighty Kingstons fell

fighters-what a perfect, humiliating defeat! Or maybe they're

excuse to

and Vancouver never

murmurs swung wildly between pity, excitement,

leaned toward Jasmine, eyes critical yet

it diplomacy." Jasmine bit her lip fiercely, her silence deafening as turmoil churned within her. The world around her blurred with desperation and anger, her heart crying out for

The referee barked sharply, irritation clear in

into the ring? Quit stalling and admit you've

Chicago Lords members jeered, their mocking

their faces twisted in

cut

head swiveled, eyes narrowing suspiciously as a figure pushed

He stepped forward confidently,

plain mask covering his face, and a bright blue uniform from Vancouver's cleaning service, topped off with

joker?" someone scoffed from

shaking

You-a damn janitor-think you can face me? Who the hell gave you the guts

silence, Jasmine immediately recognized Alex beneath

with a pang of worry.

stocks, let

beneath his mask, his

them touch a single share, and our

another word, he walked boldly into the fighting ring, radiating

aside now

whispered anxiously, turning toward her, eyes pleading for intervention. "Aren't you going to stop

smirked knowingly, eyes