Under Estimated Dominion

 Dustin sighed lightly, feeling a headache coming on.

Sword cultivators were known for their immense killing power, and Tyler Juding happened to be one of the strongest among them. If he didn't act, it was fine, but once he did, it was deadly. Facing such an opponent, it was hard not to feel the pressure.

"Master Xiao, did you see that? Now *this* is talent! This is what real strength looks like!"

From the main audience seat, Tyler Xingchao, rare to show a smile, teased, "How does your disciple compare to mine?"

“Hmph! We'll see who's stronger after the fight tomorrow!” Xiao Wuming snorted coldly, his expression turning grim.

Though he didn’t want to admit it, he knew deep down that just based on cultivation level alone, Han Feiyang wasn’t a match for Tyler Juding.

Unless Han broke through at the last minute and became a true Ultimate Grandmaster, only then would he stand a chance.

"They say the wise know when to retreat. If you don’t want your disciple to fall on the stage, you’d better start planning ahead,” Tyler Xingchao said with a sly smile.

Planning ahead was simply a veiled way of suggesting surrender.

Xiao Wuming’s face remained cold, and he stayed silent.

With just one day left, it seemed he would need to help Han Feiyang break through sooner than expected.

"The match is over! Congratulations to contestant number 2, Tyler Juding, on his victory!"

After a brief moment of shock, the referee Zhang Qizheng quickly announced the results.

“Boring.”

Tyler Juding glanced at the body on the ground before turning to leave. His match for the day was over, and staying any longer would be a waste of time—better to return and continue his training.

After a short pause, Zhang Qizheng stepped back onto the stage and announced loudly, “The third match is about to begin! Would contestants number 3 and number 14 please come to the stage!”

As soon as his words fell, a dazzling figure suddenly soared from the crowd.

Hovering gracefully above the stage for a moment, she slowly descended.

The figure had flowing white hair, a graceful figure, and stunning beauty that seemed otherworldly. As she landed, she looked like a fairy descending from the heavens, breathtaking beyond compare.

The one who stepped onto the stage was none other than the Holy Maiden of the Witchcraft Sect, Abigail.

“Hahaha… It's my turn!”

Suddenly, a loud laugh echoed across the entire arena.

Following the sound, a large, hulking figure shot forward like a cannonball, crossing a hundred meters in an instant and crashing heavily onto the stage.

“Boom!”

With a loud thud, when the figure landed, the stage floor cracked under the impact, leaving two deep footprints.

The crowd looked closely and realized that the person who had appeared was none other than the foreign contestant who resembled a gorilla—George Bros.

His nickname: Black King Kong! - Marinien

Disclaimer: The author of this story is said to be Marina Vittori, although, due to it being posted in Mandarin and in Chinese websites, we have little to no way of figuring if it's true given the name doesn't even sound Chinese-y, aside from, of course, translating the chapters into English just to understand what those gibberish-heck of conversations written in that obscenities-littered Chinese website mean. For all I know, I'm just making this blog to post the chapters I, myself, didn't translate (heck, I won't even enter the website) for the Kirin Gang to enjoy. That being said, a big shoutout to Ton for the regular updates on Facebook, and to the God-knows-who (deym I forgot the name) who will post the chapters on Ton's behalf if he'll be out of Town. Either way, still, we give credits to the author @Marina Vittori (or whoever she claims to be). ENJOY!