An Understated Dominance

The man in black hadn’t even landed three hits on Oscar before he was thrown into the lake.

Those from the Balerno martial arts alliance couldn’t help feeling pissed at how poorly their contestants performed.

Since the first match, they hadn’t even fended off any of Oscar’s attacks. Forget slowing him down; they weren’t even challenging enough to be his warm-up.

“What the hell? How could the alliance send such shitty contestants? It’s so humiliating!”

“Ugh, I can’t stand how easily those from Glenstead are beating us!”

“I wouldn’t have come if I knew they would be so weak. It just pisses me off!”

Many people in the audience began to curse.

It would have been fine if it was one terrible match, but there was no way they could stand still after seeing how Balerno lost two matches in a row.

After all, the match took place in Balerno’s territory, and most of the audience were Balerno martial artists. They weren’t happy to see their men losing to Glenstead on their land.

“Those losers!” Jared swore softly, angry at the first two contestants.

Although Ronald remained quiet, he was displeased as well. The three substitutes he found were clearly lacking compared to the initial three contestants.

“You’re up next!” Jared turned his attention to the third contestant, a man in gray.

Try your best to tire Oscar out instead of facing him head-on. Got

The man in gray

all that was

the other

into the boat and headed toward the

minutes later, there was a scream as the man in gray was tossed into the lake after less than

before bubbles slowly rose to the surface

are so weak! How could they lose three matches

them to be so weak. I thought it was going to be

care of all

arts alliance laughed while those from Balerno

disappointment since there was no point watching

Sir Reeds? Aren’t we winning too easily? This is

His words were like

Balerno martial artists so

in the last tournament, and

was winning too easily

of their contestants were poisoned, so they just grabbed three fighters to fill in the empty seats,”

the

knows? It wasn’t me, at least.”