An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

When the spectators heard the match was about to begin, the excitement reached a fever pitch. Half of them

cheered for Fenley while the other half chanted Glenn's name.

Both were the Chosen Ones, and their popularity was undeniable. Everyone had been waiting for their face-off in

the battle ring.

Though Fenley ranked slightly below Glenn on the Legendary List, his fand influence as the successor to the

Celestial Alliance's guildmaster outshined Glenn's. Ultimately, the question of who was stronger could only be

answered in the ring.

“I've been waiting for this day, Glenn.” Fenley stared at him intently. His voice was powerful and commanding.

He continued, “Others say I'm not your equal, but | refuse to believe it. Today, we'll find out whether your sword

is faster or if my Four Elements of God's Technique is superior.”

“The moment you said that, you've already lost. Your doubt shows you lack the confidence to defeat me,” Glenn

replied calmly. If this were a fight-to- the-death match, his opponent would already be dead.

“Hmph! Enough with the nonsense! Today, you'll witness the true power of my Four Elements of God's

Technique.”

With a shudder, Fenley’s internal energy burst forth. Behind him, a massive ethereal divine spirit materialized

that radiated an intimidating presence.

Unlike before, he was going all out without the slightest restraint. At that instant, he stood like a force of nature

-commanding and unstoppable.

“Bring it on,” Glenn said impassively and pointed his sword finger skyward.

The sword case on his back trembled, and a silver sword shot up like a shooting star piercing the night sky.

“Attack!”

Without hesitation, Glenn raised his sword finger. The sword in the sky instantly shot forward and transformed

into a blinding streak of silver light aimed straight at Fenley.

The sword sliced through the air like a lightning bolt and had a terrifying power. Wherever the tip passed, the air

warped, and a thunderous roar followed.

“Fury of Wind God!” Seeing the imminent danger, Fenley didn't dare to hold back and unleashed his signature

move.

He raised both hands and struck at the incoming silver light. The ethereal divine spirit behind him mirrored his

every movement.

With a roar, the wind whipped into a frenzy, and the ground beneath them trembled. A torrent of wind blades

poured down like a relentless rain. They filled the air like an unending storm of slicing fury.

The wind blades crashed against the silver sword, and each impact echoed like thunder. But strangely, the silver

sword showed no signs of giving way as it continued its relentless dive. With unstoppable force, it shattered

every wind blade in its path.

“Huh?” Fenley’s pupils constricted in alarm. He knew Glenn's sword was formidable, but he hadn't expected it to

strike with such ferocity.

The wind blades he conjured from his internal energy were ineffective against the relentless onslaught, like

moths drawn to a flame.

Just as the silver sword descended upon him, Fenley shouted and raised his hands before slapping them

together.

The ethereal divine spirit behind him mirrored his movements. It spread its arms as if to swat a pesky mosquito

before clamping down on the sword.

A thunderous boom erupted, and the air rippled as energy radiated outward.

The once unstoppable silver sword was now clamped between the spirit’s palms. It rumbled and vibrated with

raw power as it pushed forward despite the spirit’s firm grip. Though its speed had slowed, the sword’s relentless

force shocked Fenley.

His face turned solemn as he poured every ounce of strength into trying to stop the silver sword. He knew that if

he couldn't withstand this first strike, the match would end before it began.

“Get down here!” Fenley roared as he controlled the ethereal divine spirit behind him. The spirit gripped the

silver sword firmly and slammed it to the ground.

With a thunderous crash, the hard surface of the battle ring cracked under the impact, leaving a nine feet wide

imprint in the ground. The sword’s momentum finally faltered, and its silver glow flickered as it lay still in the

crater.

Fenley exhaled sharply and was surprised by the sheer power of Glenn's first strike.

“Go, Green Fang!” Glenn raised his sword finger.

A green sword shot out from the case with lightning speed and rocketed toward Fenley. Though its speed wasn’t

as blinding as the silver sword, its power was even more intimidating.

Wherever the sword passed, the temperature dropped sharply, and frost began to form on the ground beneath it

as if infused with an elemental force.

“Fury of Fire God!” Fenley roared. The ethereal divine spirit behind him instantly flared crimson, sending searing

heat waves across the venue.

With fists blazing like fire, he punched at the green sword. The spirit mirrored his movements, and a giant fiery

fist slammed into the sword.

A thunderous explosion shook the ground as energy waves surged in all directions. The clash of fire and ice

erupted into a terrifying shockwave that rattled the battle ring’s protective

barrier.

Oron had anticipated this and immediately channeled true energy into the enchantment circle to stabilize it.

When Fenley’s fists collided with the green sword, the sword was knocked back while he stumbled backward. His

body was momentarily thrown off balance as his energy flow was disrupted.

But before he could regain his footing, Glenn attacked again. “Go, Red Tempest!” He raised one hand, and his

sword finger pointed toward the sky.

A red sword shot into the air, spinning swiftly before hurtling toward Fenley. It cut through the air with a trailing

storm of flames like a raging fire dragon unleashed with an overwhelming power.