"Dr. Rhys, good luck." As Dustin stepped into the battle ring, Alicia and Aurora cheered behind him. Their enthusiasm quickly drew more spectators to join in. Soon, the venue erupted in thunderous applause, with cheers echoing from every direction.In his earlier match against Bill, Dustin demonstrated his immense strength and brought honor to his nation. After winning that match, his popularity had soared. But in this match, he was once again facing a foreign opponent.Regardless of the spectators' personal opinions, they would back him unconditionally. When faced with an outsider, Dragonmarsh's people often displayed remarkable unity. Even though internal conflicts were frequent, they united as one the moment an external threat appeared.After Dustin entered the ring, Jeremiah, contestant number nine, stepped forward. In contrast to the deceased Bill and George, Jeremiah didn't act arrogantly. Aside from the time he showcased his strength by defeating Truce, he had kept a low pr
Faced with the black blade slicing toward him, Dustin stood firm. He didn't flinch or evade. Instead, he simply extended two fingers and clamped down on it.As soon as the blade met his fingers, it stopped and emitted a faint hum as it glimmered ominously in the light."Huh?" Jeremiah's eyes widened as he watched Dustin catch the blade between his fingers. With that strike, he had unleashed at least 80% of his strength, and the modified blade was sharp enough to cut through steel effortlessly. It was a force capable of slicing through anything—even a tank.But Dustin had stopped the attack, and he had done so with just two fingers. Was he also some kind of genetically enhanced beast?Jeremiah's shock quickly turned to resolve as he tried to withdraw his blade. But before he could muster the strength, Dustin's fingers twisted slightly, and with a sharp crack, the blade shattered.Jeremiah frowned. Though he was surprised, he didn't hesitate as he swung another blade toward Dustin
Jeremiah exuded a whole new intensity after transforming into a demon. Blood energy coiled around him, and his face twisted into a menacing snarl. Yet, his eyes remained as cold as ice and devoid of emotion. He loomed above the masses like a god looking down upon mortals; his presence was indescribable. Even from a distance, the spectators felt the crushing pressure deep within their souls. The sensation was so overwhelming that many couldn't suppress the urge to worship him."You've managed to force me into my third form… that's quite an achievement." As Jeremiah transformed into his demon form, his voice grew hoarse and deep.He slowly raised a finger and pointed at Dustin. What had once been a blade transformed into a withered, sharp claw. His crimson eyes locked onto Dustin and sized him up as if he were nothing more than an ant."You look intimidating, but I'm curious about how you fight." Dustin scrutinized him impassively. He had faced many fearsome opponents and would fi
Dustin expertly countered every strike from Jeremiah while launching his attacks in the battle ring. However, despite landing punches and kicks, his efforts only inflicted minor injuries on Jeremiah.The red scales covering Jeremiah were several times tougher than the previous black ones. Combined with his monstrous physique, he almost seemed to embody an Adamantine body.When Dustin's fists and feet struck the scales, the loud thuds echoed. Aside from the noise, it was nearly impossible to inflict any damage.Even when Dustin targeted Jeremiah's weak spots and managed to shatter a few scales, he still couldn't gain the upper hand. Jeremiah's regenerative abilities were astonishing. Even with a hole pierced through his chest, he could fully heal in just a few breaths. To him, minor wounds were hardly a concern. He was indeed an indestructible beast with such formidable defense and incredible recovery.Dustin realized that continuing down this path would spell his downfall. If he
As Jeremiah dove downward, Dustin smoothly assumed a sword-holding stance. Instantly, he swung the weapon with blinding speed.A black sword aura shot forth as it sliced through the air with the power to tear the very sky apart. It carried an overwhelming momentum that crashed toward Jeremiah."What?" Jeremiah's expression changed as an instinctual sense of danger sent shivers down his spine.The sword appeared ordinary, but with his heightened perception, he sensed the destructive energy contained within. He understood that if this attack struck his vital point, it would likely be fatal.Jeremiah quickly abandoned his offense and flapped his wings to dodge in midair. His reflexes were quick, but the black sword aura was even faster.Just as he sidestepped, the sword aura passed through him. Blood sprayed out and painted half the sky crimson."Ah!" Jeremiah let out a horrified scream.The sword aura had torn half of his shoulder, along with his arm and wing, and blood poured dow
"Interesting. It looks like this match won't be boring after all." From his seat at the Sword Union, Glenn narrowed his eyes. A rare spark of interest broke through his indifferent demeanor. As a swordsman, he thrived on the challenge of facing strong opponents. The more formidable his rival, the more it ignited his excitement. Watching an elite swordsman in action only intensified his desire to fight.Of course, ordinary fighters wouldn't capture his attention. But Dustin's earlier performance had drawn him in. Those two quick, fierce strikes showcased a sharpness of sword aura that was truly impressive. Glenn realized that an elite like Dustin would be an excellent sharpening stone for his skills.Glenn wasn't the only one who noticed. Dustin's impressive win over Jeremiah had left everyone in awe, and they began to see him as a dark horse in the tournament.While most might not consider him a contender for the championship, they recognized he had the strength to break into th
"According to the investigation, Dusk Titan was killed by the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order, while the Shadow Prince and The Dust of Angel were taken down by someone named Dustin Rhys." Hank didn't mince words as he detailed the entire incident.Losing those three elite fighters was a serious blow to the Hall of Gods. They had planned a two-pronged attack.To claim the championship title in the Combat Tournament and shatter the spirit of Dragonmarsh's martial artists while secretly raiding their treasures to block their fortunes.But before they could even get started, Plan A was already a bust. They had lost their top elites and suffered a major hit to their reputation."I know about the Grand Sorceress of the Mystic Arts Order, but where did this Dustin Rhys come from?" Bailey's expression darkened as he spoke.He had researched Abigail, the second-ranked master on Dragonmarsh's Legendary List. It wasn't surprising that George had died in her hand.But Bailey had nev
"Dustin, I didn't realize you had such hidden talent. It's surprising that you could defeat our elites." Hank studied Dustin for a moment before breaking into a smile. He continued, "But I can't blame you. The fault lies with Bill and Jeremiah for not being strong enough. As the saying goes, the victor takes all. It's only natural they met such an end due to their lack of skill. I'm not here tonight to point fingers or hold you accountable.""Well, that's reassuring." Dustin breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "Since you're not here to cause trouble, what's this visit about?""Honestly, your performance has caught the attention of the God King. He wants to formally invite you to join the Hall of Gods and help us accomplish our grand vision." Hank smiled as he extended the invitation."Join the Hall of Gods?" Dustin was taken aback. He said hesitatingly, "Mr. Styles, that doesn't seem right. I'm just a nobody from the mountains. How could I possibly be worthy of joining the Hall