Female Novel
Chatper 2013
Tobias hung on the wall in a precarious life-or-death situation, and Elder Greene of the Drakes Dominion Order spat blood due tosevere injuries.
Everyone stood frozen in shock, their attention fixed on the distressing scene.
The elites from the Drakes Dominion Order and the Frostwing Sect were left dumbfounded. They struggled to come to terms withthe unbelievable sight before them.
Tobias and Elder Greene had long been acknowledged for their formidable strength. While not officially recognized asgrandmaster martial artists, their prowess was on par with those who held such prestigious titles.
Years of dedicated refinement and experience had bestowed upon them a distinctive advantage.
Even when confronted by ordinary grandmasters, they possessed the capability to put up a formidable fight. Their collaborativeefforts had yielded a remarkable track record of overcoming grandmasters together.
Tobias and Elder Greene weren't expecting victory, but at the very least, they could hold their ground against Dustin. Whattranspired, however, defied their predictions.
In a single exchange, both elites were defeated—one left severely injured, the other teetering on the brink of death.
The match was far from equitable. The gaping difference in strength was as stark as night and day.
“How... is this even possible? | mean, Mr. Blackwell and Elder Greene, taken down like that?"
"Just one move. He took down both of the Drakes Dominion Order elders with just a single move. How strong is this kid?""Damn it! He has such incredible strength, and he's so young. Can you imagine what he'll be like in a few years?"
As they observed Dustin's formidable prowess, the elites from Drakes Dominion Order and Frostwing Sect couldn't help butdiscuss among themselves. A sense of wariness and fear began to show on their faces.
Tobias and Elder Greene were considered outstanding among them. However, they couldn't even come close to Dustin's level.Unless the sect leaders stepped in, it seemed like no one was capable of handling Dustin."| didn't expect this kid would be so strong. We really underestimated him," Yonah admitted, his expression serious.
He was aware Dustin was a grandmaster martial artist, but he hadn't expected him to be this powerful. The two elders from theDrakes Dominion Order couldn't even handle a single move, and that was hard to comprehend.
"Yonah, calm down. With two sect masters around, this kid won't be much of a problem, even if he's got some impressive skills,”Bran reassured, his expression remaining cold.
He quickly regained his composure after a brief moment of surprise. Despite Tobias and Elder Greene being formidable, theydidn't quite match up to a grandmaster martial artist.
Now, with both sect masters present—both widely recognized figures—handling Dustin shouldn't pose a challenge.
Damien's frown deepened as he glanced at the heavily injured elders. "You went too far, young man," he remarked with a hint ofdisapproval.
Tobias and Elder Greene were the backbone of the Drakes Dominion Order, and witnessing them in this condition wasunacceptable for Damien.
"They came at me with deadly intent from the get-go. Should | have held back?" Dustin responded in a composed manner.
He added, "If anything, what | did could be seen as merciful. Otherwise, they'd be goners by now."
"Brat! You're ruthless. Well, don't blame me for not holding back!" Damien's eyes turned cold. He was about to step forwardwhen a voice from the Frostwing Sect interrupted.
“Mr. Howler, considering your esteemed status, there's no need for you to handle this trash personally. Let me take care of it,"said a middle-aged man in white clothes.
He calmly approached with a long sword. Despite his clean-shaven face giving off a refined and scholarly feeling, the chillinggaze in his eyes contradicted his appearance.novelbin
This man was Alexander Forge, the leader of the Frostwing Sect.
“Alexander, this kid is no pushover. Don't underestimate him," Damien warned.