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.

beforehand. Now that you ask—sure,

for the next-but the match

and the

Jasmine," Zane mocked. "One chance left. Better pick carefully-if there's

as

been meticulously stabbing them in the back, poisoning

minutes to find someone capable of facing Chicago's elite knights felt like

it gonna be, Kingston? Admit defeat and

More mocking voices rose:

mighty Kingstons fell right into Chicago's

perfect, humiliating defeat!

an excuse to avoid fighting

and Vancouver never had

murmurs swung wildly between pity, excitement, and outright

toward Jasmine, eyes critical yet oddly

it. Give up gracefully, Jasmine. We could turn this disaster into a good alliance-give Chicago Alex's share, and call 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

barked sharply, irritation

the

with the games-just forfeit already!" The Chicago

side burned silently, their faces twisted in quiet

cut

eyes narrowing suspiciously as a

He stepped forward confidently,

a bright blue uniform from Vancouver's

hell is this joker?" someone scoffed from the

harshly, shaking his

you can face me? Who the hell gave you the guts to step

silence, Jasmine immediately

pang of worry. She moved swiftly, discreetly

If they want our stocks, let them take it. You're more important than any of

calm smile beneath his mask, his voice steady

them touch a single share, and our pride

boldly into the fighting ring,

hadn't planned to fight, but standing aside now

her, eyes pleading for intervention. "Aren't you going

knowingly, eyes glittering