An Understated Dominance By Marina Vittori

“What just happened? How did it end up like this?” After a brief silence, the scene erupted into chaos. What happened was out of everyone’s expectations. Vincent, coming from a prestigious family with exceptional spear techniques and profound cultivation, had maintained the upper hand against Marco. So, how was he defeated after just a single […]

A deafening blast echoed through the air. The blood-red curved longsword wielded by the black-armored warrior had severed the silver dragon’s head in half. The shockwave generated by their collision swept out in all directions like a tidal wave, blowing up debris in its path. The crowd was forced to retreat by the gusting wind, struggling

Miles had thought Fenley was the only hero in the Celestial Alliance, but now, another figure appeared-the Spearhawk, Vincent. It was worth mentioning that Vincent was roughly the same age as Miles, but his skills far surpassed Miles. After all, Miles couldn’t even withstand a single blow from Marco. Vincent not only held his own

“Great marksmanship!” Quincy was immediately impressed by Vincent’s quick and accurate shot. As they said, a person couldn’t judge the skill of an elite until they were in action. Compared to Miles, a disciple of the Sword Union, Vincent surpassed him in cultivation, technique, and combat experience by more than tenfold. With a simple shot,

Vincent’s arrival brought energy to the once-quiet scene. The crowd saw him as a hero, thrilled at the idea that with Vincent in the mix, defeating Marco would be easy. “Great! Now that you’re here, I can finally relax!” Quincy exclaimed with relief as he watched Vincent step forward. As the guardian of the Celestial

“Y-You-” Ruby’s face turned bright red, angered by Laurel and Willow’s words. Just as she was about to respond, there was a soft thud. Miles, who had just regained consciousness, collapsed on the ground again. Ruby was startled and shouted, “Miles! “She quickly squatted down and administered medicine, massaging pressure points in a rush. Dustin looked

Quincy paused, took a deep breath, and spoke with authority to the gathered crowd. “Our nation has always believed in winning with virtue. “If we’ve decided on a duel, it must be an honorable one-on-one fight. Even if we win, it won’t truly be a victory if it’s not done fairly!” Upon hearing this, the

“W-What?” Everyone was confused, staring at the unconscious Miles. Their eyes widened in shock because nobody expected this to happen. With just one swift slash, Marco sent Miles flying. Wasn’t this too much? Just moments ago, Miles seemed to have the advantage. How did everything change so quickly? What had happened? “Did I… did I

With a scornful look, Ruby retorted, ” Hmph! Your feeble words suggest a lack of strength. Is that why you talk like that?” She added, “What’s so great about that brat? Is he deserving of your admiration? I doubt Miles would lose to him!” “You’ll see as it unfolds.” Dustin didn’t bother explaining or arguing further. After

“Damn! This brat is so full of himself, completely disrespecting the Sword Union disciple!” “Son of a bitch! Blabbering away without even throwing a punch. Let’s see how he handles it when he loses!” “I can’t take it anymore! Get me my sword!” Marco’s arrogance and disrespect angered many, especially Miles, whose expression instantly turned