An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Chapter 1228

An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori Chapter 1228With a serious look on his face, Viad commanded his martial artist masters to advance.“Clear the way! I'll handle this!”novelbin

Suddenly, a large, muscular man sprang into action. He charged at Dustin with unstoppable determination. In the middle of hischarge, he unleashed a powerful punch known as the “Mad Bull Fist”.

“Fergus Zane doesn’t mess around; he pulled off his best move right from the start.”

“| couldn’t even block that punch; how can that skinny guy stand a chance?” “If this kid goes down to Fergus’ special move, he’sin for some tough luck.”

The martial artists chuckled, clearly entertained by the unfolding scene. Among them, Fergus wasn’t the strongest, but he had arespectable reputation. Going up against him meant trouble for most ordinary martial artists.

“Get lost!” Dustin paid no attention to the muscular man’s attack. He delivered a mighty punch of his own and striked first.The muscular man’s body burst like a watermelon hit by a cannonball, disintegrating into a spray of blood.“Ah?”

The martial artists were stunned, their eyes widened in disbelief. Fergus, a renowned figure in the martial world, had beendefeated with a single punch. They couldn’t understand how this had happened.

“Damn! It seems we've got a formidable opponent. Everyone, get ready to attack together!”

After a moment of shock, the martial artists became serious. They realized they couldn't win in one-on-one battles. Their onlychance was to overwhelm Dustin with their sheer numbers.

“Take him down!” Unable to contain himself, Viad shouted, “Attack!”The martial artists exchanged determined glances and rushed at Dustin as a group, fully committed to bringing him down.“Anyone who gets in my way won't last! Dustin’s eyes flashed with hostility as he fearlessly charged into the group, cutting them

down in all directions. Those who attempted to block him were severely injured or met their end, as they proved no match for hisstrength.

Screams echoed continuously, but their numerical advantage proved futile in the face of overwhelming power. In just a fewminutes, twenty or thirty martial artist masters lay defeated on the ground.

“What?” Vlad’s face turned pale, and his hair stood on end. The elite fighters he had trained for years had been effortlesslydefeated. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of monster Dustin was.

Dustin brutally crushed a martial artist's head underfoot with a resounding thud, his eyes filled with a savage and bloodthirstyglare.

He turned to Vlad and said, “Now, it’s your turn!”