An Understated Dominance

Bill Wolf was killed, blasted to pieces by Dustin. His recovery abilities and bloodline talent were useless against Dustin’s
overwhelming strength.
If Bill had been a human warrior, Dustin might have spared him unless there was deep animosity. But the blood clan was
different—they were enemies, fighting to the death in the ring. Bill Wolf, who saw humans as mere ants, was a menace that
needed to be eliminated.
It’s worth noting that when Bill Wolf tried to surrender, the referee, Orion Foster, had time to intervene but deliberately hesitated,
silently endorsing Dustin’s actions. After all, Father Adam and Black Kong had shown no mercy when attacking Dragonmarsh
warriors, even desecrating the corpses afterward.
With this in mind, nearly all Dragonmarsh warriors wanted to kill the three foreign fighters.
“Good! Well done!”
“Mr. Rhys is amazing! He’s bringing honor to Dragonmarsh!”
“Serves that blood clan right! So arrogant, now look at them! Hahaha...”
The crowd erupted in cheers as Bill Wolf was destroyed. After losing two rounds to foreign opponents, the audience was fed up
with being trampled on. Dustin’s victory over Bill Wolf brought them immense relief.

Dragonmarsh warriors may have their internal conflicts, but when facing foreign enemies, they unite. This was the bigger picture.
“I didn’t expect Bill Wolf to die like that. This human warrior is no ordinary fighter,” Black Kong muttered under the ring, his eyes
narrowing as he assessed Dustin. Killing Bill Wolf wasn’t easy, and Black Kong knew he couldn’t do it himself—at least not as
effortlessly.
“This place is full of hidden talent. If any warrior can possess such power, winning the championship won’t be easy,” Father
Adam mused.
Father Adam had assumed Bill Wolf’s strength would secure a spot in the top eight, but Bill was killed in the first match without a
trace left behind. Without this key ally, winning the championship became much more challenging.
It’s also worth mentioning that Bill Wolf had a special status. Now that he was dead, the Demon Feast Alliance would certainly
seek revenge, likely aiding the pantheon of gods against Dragonmarsh. This was good news for them.

“The eighth match is over. Congratulations to contestant No. 8 for the win!” Orion Foster announced.
The audience’s applause grew louder. Dustin’s success had made him a rising star, drawing the attention of major powers. The
three giants of Dragonmarsh were already vying to recruit him. Don’t forget to visit our main site, naijdate.com, for the fastest
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“Master, I’ve got the details.”
An elder of the Celestial Alliance approached Alloy Marshall and whispered, “This young man is called Dustin Rhys, and his

background is quite mysterious. When the young lady was poisoned and in danger, Dustin saved her just in time. She later
offered him a generous sum and made him a guest official of the Celestial Alliance.”
“Excellent! It’s true that heroes emerge from the young!” Alloy Marshall’s eyes lit up with joy. He never expected that Dustin not
only saved his daughter Noemi but also became a guest official of the Celestial Alliance. He didn’t have to lift a finger to secure
such a top talent. It was truly a stroke of luck!
“You two must have heard by now. Dustin is already part of our Celestial Alliance, so don’t waste your time,” Alloy Marshall said
proudly.
Though he had no son, his two daughters were remarkable. Today, they had brought him an unexpected gift.
Seeing Alloy Marshall’s smugness, Cyrus Hadley frowned. Just as he was about to speak, an elder from the Sword Union
whispered in his ear. After listening, Cyrus relaxed, a sneer forming on his lips.
Meanwhile, Penelope Solace, upon hearing her subordinates’ report, remained calm and expressionless.
“Master Marshall, don’t celebrate too soon. Everyone knows that a guest official is merely a title without real power or
obligations. So Dustin isn’t truly a member of your Celestial Alliance,” Cyrus Hadley said coolly.
“It doesn’t matter. Dustin is a guest official now. After the competition, I’ll promote him to elder. Then, Master Hadley, you’ll have
no objections, right?” Alloy Marshall replied with a smile.
“An elder? Haha... that depends on whether Dustin is interested!” Cyrus Hadley retorted. “Dustin is very close to several of our
Sword Union disciples—practically life-and-death friends. I also plan to accept him as my personal disciple and teach him our
Sword Union’s exclusive secrets. How can you compete with that? And by the way, Dustin practices swordsmanship!”

These words wiped the smile off Alloy Marshall’s face, replacing it with a cold glare. Becoming the personal disciple of the Sword
Union leader was every swordsman’s dream. If Cyrus tempted Dustin with Sword Union secrets, he could very well win him over.
Cyrus was indeed willing to go all out.