The inertia sent Sheila flying into the air. Then she landed on the grass with a loud thud.For a moment, she felt dizzy. She looked like she was in a lot of pain. "Sheila!" The sudden turn of events shocked everyone. They hurriedly ran toward Sheila to check on her. Fortunately, she wore protective gear. Moreover, the soft grass cushioned her fall. Thus, she suffered no serious injuries and only dislocated her shoulder."Sheila, are you okay? Are you hurt?" Vivian asked, looking concerned. Evan was anxious. "Doctor! Someone get a doctor!" He was worried that she had hit her head. If that were the case, it would have been bad."Let me take a look," Jayden said as he quickly approached Sheila.After examining her, he assured everyone, "It's nothing serious. She dislocated her shoulder, that's all."He reached out and pressed his hand on Sheila's shoulder. Then he suddenly twisted it. A crisp sound was heard as the bone went back into place.Sheila let out a muffled g
Jayden raised an eyebrow, having no idea what was happening. But he could see that Elena disliked Dustin. "Since when did the Murray family have such low standards? How could someone like him enter our residence?"Hearing that, Sheila quickly explained, "Jayden, Dustin is my friend.""Friend?" Jayden sized Dustin up."Sheila, you must know that with your status and identity, not everyone can be your friend." An insurance agent was part of the lower class. To Jayden, someone like Dustin was not even fit to shine his shoes. "It's hard to say whether I'm qualified to be her friend. But I know that although you're Sheila's cousin, you're clearly not a kind person," Dustin retorted. Roxanne glared at Dustin, scolding, "How bold of you to say that! Who do you think you are? "How could you accuse my brother? Bastards like you deserve to be beaten up!"As she spoke, she lifted her whip and was about to strike Dustin. But Jayden raised his hand to stop her. Then he asked coldl
"What?"Everyone exchanged glances when they saw the black needle, surprised. They had seen Dustin removing the needle from the horse's head. There was even blood on it. So, someone purposely inserted it into Gale's head. "Seriously? Could this guy be telling the truth?"Everyone turned to look at Jayden, waiting for an explanation. "Now that I've found the evidence, what else do you have to say?" asked Dustin. Then, he flicked the needle and sent it flying. It landed near Jayden's feet. "What do you mean? Are you suspecting me?" Jayden frowned. "I've no idea who did this. But I can swear that I haven't done anything to harm Sheila!" Dustin replied indifferently, "Yeah, keep up with the act. "Just moments ago, your sister admitted you were the only one who touched Gale. Who else could it be if it wasn't you?""Yes, I did touch Gale. But that doesn't mean I inserted this needle," Jayden answered. "Perhaps someone had already inserted the needle before we arrived."
"Why are you so stubborn?" Jayden sighed tiredly, acting helpless. At that moment, Elena suggested. "Since no one can reach a middle ground, how about having a rematch?"Let's up the stakes, and the winner gets to decide. How does that sound?""I'm fine with that. Let's see if Sheila dares to have a rematch." Roxanne accepted the idea and looked at Sheila provocatively. Jayden acted concerned for Shelia. "Sheila just hurt herself. How can she ride a horse now? Aren't you making things difficult for her?""If Sheila can't do it, someone else can replace her. She has so many friends here; any one of them can help her." Roxanne lifted her head arrogantly and looked at Shelia's friends. "Hey! Which one of you has the guts to challenge me? One billion dollars for a race."You'll pay if you lose, and the winner gets to take Gale."Evan, Vivian, and the others looked at each other nervously. The stakes were high. After all, it was one billion dollars for a race. They knew their
"Am I seeing things? Dustin actually chose a pony?""He's not thinking of racing against a Thoroughbred like Midnight Shadow with this short-legged pony, right?""Oh my God! What is this guy even thinking? Is he out of his mind?"Everyone watched in shock as Dustin brought out the pony. As the name implied, a pony was a small and docile horse. They were specifically for the children or the elderly to ride. They had short and stumpy limbs and were shorter than three feet. They were primarily used for recreational activities. Meanwhile, Midnight Shadow stood at a towering 5 feet. It had long, muscular limbs, a well-proportioned physique, and ran like the wind. It outclassed the pony in every aspect. With the two horses standing together, it was like comparing a fully grown adult to a three-year-old child. There was no point in comparing them since it was clear who was the winner just looking at their size alone. "Hey, you! Are you here to make a fool of yourself? Are you
Dahlia, the ice princess, had barely said anything from the start. Her sudden statement captured everyone's attention. She had always projected an unapproachable persona, discouraging anyone from getting close. That was why her unexpected show of support for Dustin was a surprise. "Dahlia, why are you helping him?" Elena was shocked. Her actions now were clearly out of character for her usual cold personality."I'm just curious. I want to see why he's so confident of winning this race," Dahlia said indifferently. Although that was what she said, an odd sensation prickled her mind. It was like she had acted impulsively to defend this stranger. It was truly unusual."Since Ms. Nicholson is so interested, let's indulge him this once," Jayden said politely. "Out of respect for Ms. Nicholson, I'll give you a chance to lose gracefully. Now, get on your horse!"Roxanne mounted Midnight Shadow and looked down at Dustin in contempt. With ten million in the bag, she had no reaso
"Come on, come on! Keep up!"Pick up the pace! Come on, faster!"As Roxanne rode Midnight Shadow, she paused frequently, looking back to taunt Dustin. She didn't take Dustin seriously at all and began fooling around. When she got bored, she even circled the pony. This frightened the pony, causing it to run even slower."Is this even a race? It's like she's taking her dog out for a walk!" "Exactly! He's so calm even when Roxanne is toying with him. It's embarrassing!" Roxanne's friends openly mocked the situation."He openly challenged Roxanne without a good horse and riding skills? What an ignorant fool!" Vivian said scornfully."What a clown. If this useless trash wins, I'll eat a load of shit!" Evan scoffed."He's a grown man being humiliated by a woman. If I were him, I'd find myself a hole to hide in. It's so embarrassing!" Elena mocked. Ever since Dustin slapped her, she had been holding a grudge. Roxanne's actions now felt like a satisfying form of revenge on her beha
It was truly unusual. "How is this even possible? The pony outran a Thoroughbred?""What the hell just happened? How could he have won?""What the hell was Roxanne doing? Why didn't she just gallop straight to the finish line? Why did she waste time?"After Dustin won, the entire scene was thrown into chaos. Everyone gaped in disbelief, finding it hard to accept. In the beginning, they were certain that Roxanne would win. The horse race proceeded exactly as expected, with Midnight Shadow dominating the entire course. However, no one could have predicted that at the last moment, Midnight Shadow would suddenly falter and refuse to run.What just happened? Was it a protest? A tantrum? "We won! We won! Dustin won!" After collecting herself, Sheila beamed as she cheered and leaped for joy. She couldn't believe that Dustin had won even after choosing a pony. It was truly astonishing!"This guy was lucky. He won just like that." Vivian was irritated. "What the fuck? How? H
Willem's wings, black as night with a metallic sheen, erupted from his back. Fully extended, they stretched over 30 feet. With a gentle flap, a storm of wind and eerie howls swept through the air. The sheer force was intimidating to behold.His appearance had also undergone a drastic transformation. Willem's once-handsome face was now gaunt, his skin wrinkled, and his cheekbones jutted out. Fangs protruded from his mouth, and two sharp horns sprouted from his head. He had grown taller, but his body was unnaturally thin, with his ribs and sternum visible beneath his skin. From a distance, he looked like a towering, monstrous skeleton. It was an unsettling sight that sent a chill down anyone's spine.This was Willem's ultimate form. After the transformation, his speed, strength, defense, and reflexes were greatly enhanced. His thirst for blood grew even more intense, turning him into a bloodthirsty demon.The gods, who had expressed dissatisfaction moments ago, now stood paralyzed
Willem was so fast that, even to a grandmaster, it would appear as though he had teleported, leaving no time to react.Bailey had already drawn Arion's full attention, making Willem's sudden attack almost impossible to counter.When everyone thought his attack was about to succeed, a red divine talisman suddenly shot out and stuck to his forehead just as his fangs were mere inches from Arion's neck.The talisman exploded, releasing a surge of violent energy that blasted Willem over ten yards away. Before he hit the ground, a blazing fireball instantly engulfed him.He screamed as he turned into a human torch. The fire burned fiercely, scorching his flesh and charring his body.The flames clung to him like a curse and were impossible to put out. His blood energy crackled and hissed as the fire burned, and thick black smoke rose from his body.The sight shocked everyone.Just moments ago, Willem had almost succeeded in his ambush, but Arion had been prepared. With a single talisma
Thousands of golden whips lashed out with the force of a storm, and it was impossible to dodge.The group led by Bailey launched their attacks to block and continually struck the golden whips. With each collision, energy erupted, followed by loud booming sounds.Arion stood firm like a mountain. His body was enveloped in golden light as he swung his whips. Even though he was outnumbered, he still held the advantage.Bailey and the others couldn't break through at all. A few slightly weaker gods from the Hall of Gods were forced to retreat with each lash and struggled to withstand the onslaught.At that moment, everyone finally realized the terrifying power of Dragonmarsh's strongest martial artist. Even the attacks evolved from the Glow Incantation were enough to throw them off balance."I don't believe these things can stop me!"Bailey roared as his body began to change. His already large frame grew even bulkier, like a small mountain. His shirt tore as his muscles expanded, and
The sudden turn of events took everyone by surprise. No one had expected Arion to strike so suddenly; he was so fast that they couldn't even see his movement.Even Willem, renowned for his speed, couldn't react in time. One slap had sent him flying—simple, brutal, and unstoppable.At that moment, they finally realized that the seemingly harmless Arion was much more formidable than they had imagined.Willem staggered to his feet and reached up to straighten his twisted neck. His collapsed cheek began to heal at a visible rate. Fortunately for him, vampires possessed extraordinary regenerative abilities. Without it, the slap would have crippled him."You're strong for an old geezer, but it'll take more than that to finish me off," Willem hissed through clenched teeth. The bloodthirst in his eyes was unmistakable as he glared at Arion. If he could drain Arion's blood, his strength would surge to unimaginable heights."Oh? This is interesting." Arion raised an eyebrow with a faint smi
The battle between the Hall of Gods and Sacred Wrym Summit raged with unrelenting intensity. The Hall of Gods had made meticulous preparations for this invasion. Besides recruiting powerful martial artists from around the world, they also distributed valuable enhanced serums to everyone. To counter Sacred Wrym Summit's Stormcraft technique, they developed a special combat suit capable of resisting such attacks. Generally, a divine martial artist struck by Stormcraft would instantly lose their combat ability, but this special suit reduced the effectiveness of the attack by half. Even if struck, they could recover after a brief moment to continue fighting. The defensive capabilities of this gear were nearly flawless.In addition, their greatest strength was the sheer weight of their numbers. They had at least ten thousand people, including hired outlaws, under their command. During the siege, they were densely packed like a swarm of bees.In contrast, Sacred Wrym Summit had only
Willard's ultimate move cleared the battlefield in an instant. The martial artists who had rushed forward were either dead or critically wounded, with no ability to defend themselves."This… How is this possible?" Hank's eyes widened in terror as cold sweat beaded on his forehead.Under the restriction of the sealing formation, even ultimate grandmasters couldn't unleash their full strength. But Willard, with nothing more than a flask of liquor, had managed to tap into a supreme divine power far beyond his cultivation level.Though he was only at the grandmaster level, his move, Infinite Spirit Manifestation, carried the might of an ultimate grandmaster. If he were to use it again, the outcome would be grim for everyone, including himself."Retract!" Willard took a deep breath and the thousands of illusory images that had surged forth earlier instantly retracted into his body. His face turned red and pale as his breath grew heavy and ragged.The toll of using Infinite Spirit Manif
"Take a guess." Willard didn't answer. Instead, he took another sip from his flask.His cultivation had been sealed, but his strength came from the wine in his hand. The wine was refined with valuable herbs and contained dense spiritual energy, which he could absorb and convert into combat power.In short, every sip made him stronger. Even with his cultivation sealed, he could still execute powerful techniques."It's the wine, isn't it?" Garrett's gaze landed on the flask, and a quick realization set in. Willard drank before and after every attack, which hinted at something suspicious."Bingo. But no prize for you." Willard smirked and launched forward with a palm strike aimed at Garrett. Though his strength wasn't at its peak, the attack remained a deadly threat to the already injured Garrett."Mr. Styles, save me." Garrett knew he had no chance of blocking it and cried for help."Go to hell, traitor!" Hank saw the internal commotion unfold and threw a powerful punch at Willard
With a longsword in hand, Dustin plunged into the crowd like a tiger among sheep and cut down his enemies with brutal efficiency.Though he couldn't tap into his mystical energy, his physical strength far outstripped that of an average martial artist. His speed, power, reflexes, and combat skills crushed anyone in his path.Every swing of his blade was precise and targeted the enemy's vital spots with deadly accuracy, which left no room for defense.Under his relentless assault, the assassins were helpless. The air rang with their screams as bodies fell one after another.Unlike the tournament match, Dustin now unleashed his full power in this life-or-death fight. His attacks were becoming more brutal and relentless than ever."This kid's tougher than I thought." Hank frowned as he watched his men struggle.He hadn't expected Dustin to have such formidable combat prowess, even with his sealed cultivation. If an unmatched genius like Dustin couldn't be made an ally, he had to be e
"Step forward, and you're dead!" Facing the onslaught of desperate assassins, Dustin showed no mercy. With a swing of his long sword, a dazzling sword aura swept through the darkness like a crescent moon and briefly illuminated the night sky. The assassins only saw a flash of white light and instinctively stopped in their tracks. When the brilliance faded, those at the front stood frozen as if struck by a paralysis spell.A moment later, heads tumbled to the ground, like ripe fruit falling from a tree. The headless bodies stood upright for two seconds before collapsing, blood splattering everywhere.The gruesome sight shocked everyone. They exchanged uneasy glances and were hesitant to move forward. No one had anticipated Dustin's sword to be so fast that the fallen couldn't even defend themselves.The assassins who had just been killed were among the elites. Yet, none of them could block even a single strike. The difference in strength was clear."What are you standing aroun