"What?" The sudden accusation took Dustin aback. "Dominic is dead?""That's right. It's all your fault, you murderer!" Gianna shouted angrily. "Don't be stupid. What does his death have to do with me? Don't pin the blame on me," Dustin replied. "Stop lying! Dominic wouldn't have died if it weren't for your tricks!" Gianna shouted. "Did you think we won't discover that you intentionally kept the lever at the max so you could trick Dominic into entering the pressure machine. The moment the door closed, Dominic exploded!" Devon growled. Dustin was speechless by their stupid accusations. He had merely forgotten to return the lever to its initial position. How could he have known that someone would be stupid enough to start the machine without looking at the lever?He had never met such a dumb bunch. It was ridiculous that he was blamed for such an ignorant incident. "First of all, I didn't plan anything, so I had nothing to do with Dominic's death. He died because of his act
Ginna burst into tears as she watched the venom spread further, terrified. Her arrogant attitude from earlier disappeared. Without a word, Jared swung his sword and sliced Gianna's arm off. Flustered, Gianna stared at her arm lying on the floor and looked at her shoulder. After she realized what had happened, she cried before passing out. "Once the tournament ends, I'll make you pay for your actions!" Jared spat before leading his men away. "Dustin, Jared isn't someone you want as your enemy. You should be careful." Patrick warned. "He should be the one who's careful," Dustin replied. If it weren't for Patrick, he would have killed Jared. "It's almost time. Let's go and find Grandpa." Patrick gestured and led them into a luxurious lakeside villa. The spacious villa had a rustic charm and a huge courtyard where everyone was resting. Meanwhile, Paul was chatting comfortably in the villa's living room with a middle-aged man. It was none other than the leader of Balerno m
"What? Poisoned?" Everyone paled. It was no coincidence that three participants were poisoned on the day of the tournament. "How could this happen? Who did it?" Ronald growled. "We don't know yet. We're still investigating." The worker shook his head. "Bring me to them!" Ronald headed out hurriedly. Workers had closed all the exits at the temporary training grounds to stop everyone from leaving. When Ronald and the others arrived, they saw three strong men lying unconscious in the center. Their breathing was faint, and their faces were ashen. But their lips had turned black. "It's an extremely potent venom!" Ronald was displeased. The three men were martial artists on The Heavenly Immortals and were crucial to their tournament. What was he supposed to do now that they were poisoned?"Hurry, get someone from Stoneray Order!" Ronald ordered. "No need for such hassle. Dustin can take care of this," Paul said. Even Nicholas hadn't been able to treat him back when he
A gentle breeze that carried the subtle scent of earth ruffled everywhere. Many had gathered around Shinefield Lake, and the tension in the air was high as the two alliances faced off. The tournament was held in the middle of the lake, where an arena 100 meters long had been built days ago. The lake surrounded the platform, so they would need to reach it by boat. The contestants representing the Balerno martial arts alliance had gathered inside a gazebo at the South, where Ronald got three substitutes to replace the three poisoned men. Although these men weren't as strong as the earlier three, it was still better than nothing. "Today's tournament is extremely important." Ronald's expression was serious as he looked at each of them. "The Balerno martial arts alliance's reputation rests on your shoulders, so please work together. I await the good news!" He lowered his head respectfully. "Don't worry, Sir! We'll beat those guys up!" The new members were full of confidenc
"Uh …" Those from the Balerno martial arts alliance were stunned to see Fatty fall into the lake. It would have been fine if he wanted to show off, but how could he fall in? This was a tournament, for goodness' sake, not a circus performance!This was utterly embarrassing for the Balerno martial arts alliance. "That fucking loser!" Jared seethed, ashamed since he had just praised Fatty for his skills. "Pfft! Why would he embarrass himself when he's such a weakling?""Fuck off if you're a loser. Stop humiliating yourself!""Are all Balerno martial artists so weak? Is this even a competition?"Glenstead martial artists burst out in laughter and mocked. "He was too proud." Even Ronald was embarrassed by the sight. After all, martial artists that were hastily chosen were no good. "It'll be hard to win the first match." Paul shook his head. Why did Fatty have to waste his true energy to show off? In the end, he embarrassed himself and depleted more than half of his true en
Besides throwing his darts, Fatty also threw a punch toward his opponent. That way, even if his weapons failed to hit the target, his punch would still be able to hit the man in red. "Such useless tricks!" The man in red sneered before whipping his spear around to slap the darts away. Immediately after sweeping the final dart aside, the man thrust his spear forward at an incredible speed. Before Fatty had time to reach, the spear had impaled his shoulder, throwing him backward. "You—!"Fatty tried to get up, but the spear's tip was already resting against his throat. He'd be killed if he made any sudden movements now. "You've lost," The man in red said condescendingly. "W—who on earth are you?" Fatty was terrified. He never imagined that he'd be beaten so quickly and effortlessly. "Listen well. I'm Oscar Winston, and I'm the eleventh on The Heavenly Immortals," the man in red announced proudly. "Eleventh on The Heavenly Immortals?" Fatty was shocked. No wonder his opp
The man in black hadn't even landed three hits on Oscar before he was thrown into the lake. Those from the Balerno martial arts alliance couldn't help feeling pissed at how poorly their contestants performed. Since the first match, they hadn't even fended off any of Oscar's attacks. Forget slowing him down; they weren't even challenging enough to be his warm-up. "What the hell? How could the alliance send such shitty contestants? It's so humiliating!""Ugh, I can't stand how easily those from Glenstead are beating us!" "I wouldn't have come if I knew they would be so weak. It just pisses me off!"Many people in the audience began to curse.It would have been fine if it was one terrible match, but there was no way they could stand still after seeing how Balerno lost two matches in a row. After all, the match took place in Balerno's territory, and most of the audience were Balerno martial artists. They weren't happy to see their men losing to Glenstead on their land. "Thos
Now that their strongest fighter had appeared, they hoped he could save Balerno's reputation. "Who are you?" As Jared stepped onto the platform, Oscar swung his spear and pointed its head toward him. "Jared Yancy. Twelfth on The Heavenly Immortals." Jared glared at Oscar. "I see." Oscar narrowed his eyes, his expression turning serious. They were outstanding individuals on The Heavenly Immortals and were only one rank apart. In other words, their skills were more or less on par. There was a chance of losing if they underestimated their enemy. "I'll win this match! Once I do, I'll use you as my stepping stone to make my way up the top ten of the list!" Jared drew his sword. "Really? Let's see about that." Oscar chuckled icily. He gripped his spear with both hands firmly and got into position. Soon, the bell rang three times. They shot toward each other and began attacking. Instantly, metal clanged, and sparks flew as they countered each others' attacks. A crazy amo