An Understated Dominance

Contestant number four, Titus McAllister, was a burly figure in a black tank top. His muscles were like chiseled stone. A vicious scar ran from the corner of his eye to his mouth. It added a menacing edge to his imposing presence.

On the other side, contestant number 29 was a strikingly handsome young man named Aldrian Lockwood. He appeared to be in his 20s, with long flowing hair and an azure steel sword in his hand. He looked suave and sophisticated, like a leading man from a classic romance. 1

As Aldrian made his entrance, many female spectators erupted into cheers. His popularity was evident from their enthusiastic reaction.

He greeted each cheer with a smile, signing autographs and posing for photos. His presence felt more like a celebrity at a fan meeting than a contestant in the ring.

Titus said nothing. He watched Aldrian with a calm, unflinching gaze.

After a while, Oron grew impatient. He stopped Aldrian’s endless fan interactions and called for the match to begin.

The moment Oron’s words fell, Titus, who had been quietly observing, sprang into action. He propelled himself forward like a cannonball with a single step and closed the distance to Aldrian.

His fists began to rain down with explosive force. They struck like thunder and a rapid barrage of blows that blurred in the air.

Aldrian, who was flirting with his pretty fan, immediately sobered up. His expression changed as he raised his arms to block the barrage of blows.

Titus’ fists were incredibly fast and powerful. Each punch landed with the force of a thunderclap, and the impact was terrifying.

Aldrian was forced to retreat, and he barely managed to block the blows. He had no chance to counterattack.

Although their skills were similar, Titus took advantage of Aldrian’s distraction. He struck first, so he gained the upper hand. He excelled in close combat, and his strength made his punches extremely effective at close range.

Aldrian was skilled with the sword and would have fared better if he had drawn it from the beginning. However, his arrogance led him to underestimate Titus. He had been too focused on charming his female fans, which left him unprepared for the fight.

At that instant, Aldrian didn’t even get a chance to draw his sword and was left to take a beating. Soon, his once- handsome face was covered in bruises. The scene shocked his female fans, who screamed in dismay.

He took a heavy punch and was sent flying several feet. He spat out blood, and his face turned pale. Before he could catch his breath, Titus’ fists crashed like a relentless storm.

The saying “kick a man when he was down” couldn’t be more fitting. Titus exploited Aldrian’s weakness and continued his fierce attack nonstop. He was determined to keep going until Aldrian was knocked out.

“Damn it! I’m not going down without a fight!” Aldrian was furious at Titus’s nonstop assault. He gathered his true energy and finally drew his azure steel sword while taking another punch.

With a clash, Aldrian was forced back a few steps, and he spat out blood. But he managed to slash Titus’ clothes with his sword, temporarily forcing him to retreat.

“Bastard! Now it’s my turn!” Aldrian spat blood on the ground. His once- handsome face was twisted with rage.

Titus didn’t respond. Instead, he closed the distance again. His fists hammered down with relentless force without showing any sign of stopping.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Go to hell!” Aldrian was furious and unleashed his ultimate move. He swung his long sword, and true energy burst out of his body like threads.

The sword shadows gathered before him and formed a huge spinning ring. The ring of sword shadows spun wildly toward Titus at an incredible speed.

This move, known as the Executioner Technique, was Aldrian’s trump card. It had immense power and was capable of tearing the opponent apart.

However, the move was so draining that he rarely used it. If it failed, it would cost him his life. He was only using it now because he had no other choice.

“Hmph!” Titus faced the onslaught without flinching. He channeled his true energy to cover his body and charged forward.

The sword shadows ravaged everything in their path and shredded his tank top in the blink of an eye. The once-strong skin and muscle of his back were soon covered in deep cuts as blood flowed from the wounds.

Aldrian smirke at the sight. Anyone who dared to face his ultimate move head-on was practically courting death. But the next moment, his smile froze.

Titus had broken through the barrier of sword shadows and was heading toward him. Aldrian was momentarily stunned as he stared at the bloody figure and the rapidly approaching fist.

Before he could react, Titus landed a crushing blow on Aldrian’s face and sent him flying ten yards away. He hit the ground hard and was knocked out cold.