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.

clarified your fighters beforehand.

refusal for the next-but the match is

the Chicago Lords,

carefully-if there's anyone left worth fighting for you.

tightened painfully as despair knotted

been meticulously stabbing them in

someone capable of facing Chicago's elite knights felt like a cruel

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

More mocking voices rose:

the mighty Kingstons fell right into

perfect, humiliating

excuse to avoid fighting the

it: strength rules, and Vancouver never

spectators' murmurs swung wildly between pity, excitement, and outright

Jasmine, eyes

good alliance-give Chicago Alex's share, and call it diplomacy." Jasmine bit her lip fiercely, her silence deafening as turmoil

referee barked sharply, irritation clear in

you even sending someone into the ring? Quit stalling

with the games-just forfeit already!" The Chicago Lords members jeered, their mocking voices filling

Kingston side burned silently, their

powerful voice cut through the

suspiciously as

He stepped forward confidently,

bright blue uniform from Vancouver's cleaning service,

is this joker?" someone scoffed from the

harshly, shaking his head with pure

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

Jasmine immediately

pang of worry. She moved swiftly, discreetly

our stocks, let

a calm smile beneath his mask, his

Jasmine. I won't let them touch a single share, and our pride

into the fighting ring, radiating quiet

planned to fight, but standing aside now would mean betraying everything Vancouver

toward her, eyes pleading for intervention.

smirked knowingly, eyes glittering with