"What?" After witnessing Cornelius flying, the crowd was dumbfounded.They were aware of his skills from his earlier performance. He had single-handedly defeated Ice-Fire Duo. It was nothing short of imposing.Yet a formidable martial artist like him was severely injured by a single leaf. It was truly astonishing.The most remarkable part was that the leaf had shot out from more than a thousand yards away.Who could have injured a semi-grandmaster without even showing themselves?"He's here!"Amidst the gazes of many, an elderly man with a youthful appearance appeared at the end of Shinefield Lake.He wore a white robe and had his hands folded behind his back. He strode across the surface of the lake as if it were solid land. With every step he took, ripples that looked like lotuses appeared. It made the aquatic life beneath him leap from the water in response. At first glance, it looked like a divine being had descended from the heavens. As he moved amidst clouds and mist,
The water sphere exploded with a pop. Even the fish inside exploded into a bloody mist. "Huh?" Augustus frowned at the unexpected scene. Though he had made a simple attack, it wasn't an attack an ordinary person could defend against. "Augustus Kline, your opponent is me." Dustin stepped out while shielding Cornelius. "So you're Dustin Rhys?" Augustus gave him a once-over. His gaze was sharp, cold, and imposing. He exuded an air of indifference, resembling a God looking down upon insignificant mortals. "That would be me." Dustin was stoic. "Break your limbs, destroy your core, and apologize to Terry on your knees. That way, I will let you live," Augustus spat out coldly. Although his tone was relatively composed, an underlying dominance was unmistakably present. "Hey, Rhys! Did you hear that? Hurry up and destroy your core, then kneel and apologize! Terry yelled arrogantly. He wouldn't pass up the chance to humiliate Dustin. After all, Dustin would be entirely unde
Only silence filled the scene. Everyone was dumbfounded. Their eyes widened in disbelief. Nobody expected a great martial artist like Augustus to crash into the water with one strike. He was a grandmaster, for God's sake! His presence was like a divine being to ordinary martial artists. A flick of a finger could take a life, and a simple attack could defeat a divine-level martial artist! Under normal circumstances, a top-tier skilled martial artist like him should be invincible. He could crush everything effortlessly. What the hell was going on, then? The revered Augustus was defeated on their first encounter. How the hell was that possible? After a brief silence, the area around Shinefield Lake erupted into a frenzy."Oh my God! Am I seeing things? Augustus Kline was sent into the water?" "No! That's not possible! A grandmaster is like God. How could an ordinary person compare?""A grandmaster can only be defeated by another grandmaster. Could that man actually be a
It was Augustus, who was just sent crashing into the water!His hair was disheveled, and his entire body was drenched. He looked awful.He wasn't badly injured. However, he couldn't get back his initial glory as a grandmaster."Master Augustus is actually alright? That's great!" Seeing this, Terry was reenergized. He also regained his confidence.The surprised crowd also had their hopes restored.Dustin was indeed a young grandmaster, but Augustus was a grandmaster too. Earlier, he had been too reckless. Augustus had underestimated his enemy, which led to his loss. As a veteran grandmaster, Augustus would surely be more skilled if they fought head-on. "Young man, how dare you attack me by surprise?!" Augustus came out of the water. He gritted his teeth with a fierce expression. He looked as though he wanted to eat somebody.Augustus had never felt so embarrassed. He had his dignity wiped by a punk in front of everyone. It was a huge humiliation!"A surprise attack?
"What …"The crowd was stunned as they watched blood fog fill the air.They were all rooted to the spot. It was as if they'd been struck by lightning. No one could have expected to see such a shocking sight. Didn't Augustus win? Why? Why did he suddenly explode?That was none other than Sir Augustus, the peerless grandmaster martial artist!He was a living legend! Someone like him died … just like that?!He was dead?!"Master…?" Terry's jaw dropped open. He stood there in a daze. His face paled. He couldn't believe his eyes. His invincible, extraordinary master had suddenly exploded and died.Even his body was gone."He's … dead? Sir Augustus is actually dead?!"After a brief silence, the crowd broke out in chaos."Oh my god, what the hell just happened? I can't be dreaming, can I?""No—no way! How did a grandmaster martial artist die?" "The sky is falling … The sky is falling!"Right now, all the martial artists were extremely shocked. They were all scared
Dustin said indifferently, "Sir Augustus wanted to kill me earlier. Why can't I kill him?""I'm going to take revenge on you for killing my master!" Terry roared. His eyes were bloodshot. "Terry, don't say that!" Phil quickly yelled. He was afraid. This young grandmaster in front of them was able to defeat Sir Augustus, much less them."If it's a fair challenge, I'll welcome it. But if you dare use dirty tricks, I'll annihilate the entire Doyle family!" Dustin said as he looked at Terry coldly. The Doyle family stepped backward in fear. They looked terrified. It would be easy for a grandmaster to wipe them out. "Cornelius, let's go home." Dustin no longer wanted to entertain this conversation and headed down the mountain. "Dustin …" At that moment, Nikki ran up to him. With a guilty look, she said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I'm willing to turn over a new leaf and listen to you. Will you give me another chance?""Actually," she continued, "if you'd been honest with me so
In the evening, Dustin was quietly sipping tea at his table by the window of the Roseate Restaurant.The battle of grandmasters shook up the two major martial arts alliances entirely. Various parties were thinking of ways to recruit him. This even included several overseas alliances. Of course, he paid no attention to those people.Because today, he'd invited Natasha for dinner.At that moment, the restaurant's doors opened. Natasha walked in elegantly. She was in a long black dress that complemented her complexion. She was wearing light makeup today. Her natural features looked even more alluring.Together with her unique aura, she was a stunner. Even though he'd seen her many times, Dustin was still as surprised as always."Why are you staring at me? Am I not beautiful today?" Natasha purposely twirled in front of Dustin, putting her sexy figure on full display."Of course, you're beautiful. Words cannot describe your beauty." Dustin nodded with a smile."Hehe … Da
Natasha was solemn. Given her father's personality, she knew he would never hand over the treasure map once he knew Tyler was behind everything. However, that would certainly anger Tyler and put her father in danger. "I understand. I will send someone to protect Mr. Harmon discreetly," Dustin assured her."That puts me at ease." Natasha grinned. "Of course, I won't be gone for long. Once I've taken care of things with my new company in Oakvale, I'll return to Millsburg immediately. If everything goes well, I'll be back in three to five days.""Alright, I'll wait for you." Dustin nodded.After their food arrived, they chatted and ate in a pleasant atmosphere. Just then, the doors to the restaurant opened once again. A group of elegantly dressed young men and women entered, chatting happily. Dustin glanced over instinctively. He didn't think much of it at first, but suddenly, he froze. Looking back in the same direction, he appeared somewhat surprised. "What's wrong?" Nata
"Get lost! I'm not in the mood for anything right now. If you want to eat, go on your own." Warrick snapped, looking annoyed."I'm not going either," Percival refused flatly. "I'm on a health regimen these days—only tea, no alcohol.""Fine. If you're going to wait, then keep waiting. I won't be sticking around." Huxley forced a smile and acted like he was about to leave.But as he turned, he almost bumped into Boston, who was approaching from the other direction."Sorry, Sir Thatcher! I hope I didn't startle you." Since he was surrounded by so many high-ranking officials, Boston was already on edge. He had momentarily spaced out and almost caused a mishap by running into Huxley, which left him flustered and a bit tongue-tied.Unlike the other generals, Boston didn't come from an influential background or have any powerful connections. He had worked his way up from the bottom, and the last thing he wanted was to offend Huxley and risk losing everything he had fought so hard for.
After parting ways with Boston, Jovian checked into a nearby hotel to await the good news. Boston wasted no time. After changing into a fresh set of clothes, he headed to the castle to deliver a letter of introduction. But when he arrived, he was stunned by what he saw.The gates of the West Lucozian monarchy had already gathered quite a few people, and among them were several figures he immediately recognized. These included Huxley Thatcher, the Commander of the Militia; Warrick Prescott, the Major General of the State Guard; and Percival Wentworth, the Chancellor of the National Academy.These three were first-ranking officials. In West Lucozia, they were nothing short of kingmakers who wielded immense power and influence. Warrick, in particular, was two ranks above Boston. Hence, he felt the need to be cautious in his presence and was eager not to make a bad impression.Alongside these three prominent figures, several second- and third-ranking officials also stood in line at
The following morning, Jovian stood at the entrance of West Lucozia Airport, wearing a sharp suit.Before the trip, he had contacted his comrade with whom he had fought side by side in the military. After earning military merit and with the Ballard family's influence, he was fortunate enough to stay in Oakvale and secure a decent position.His comrade, on the other hand, had moved to West Lucozia to carve out a life for himself. Years of hard work had paid off—he was now a third-rank general with considerable power, influence, and a strong network of connections. Jovian's meeting with the Prince of West Lucozia would depend entirely on his comrade's connections.Just then, the roar of an engine cut through the air as a military jeep pulled up beside him. The window rolled down, and the first thing that came into view was a bald head gleaming in the sunlight like a lightbulb. The glare nearly blinded him.Under that shiny dome was a face that looked ordinary at first glance. But w
"Grandfather, I understand why you sent Uncle Jonathan and Uncle Jensen to the Spanner and Fallon families to gather information," Natasha began. "But West Lucozia is thousands of miles away."She shook her head slightly. "They've always stayed out of the government's political matters. Sending Uncle Jovian there wouldn't achieve anything. He'd likely just be turned away." Oakvale and West Lucozia were worlds apart. The fight for the Oakvale throne didn't really affect the West Lucozian monarchy. Both sides had long adhered to an unspoken agreement to avoid meddling in each other's affairs."I know, but it'll be different this time. The royal throne is at stake, and every faction will do whatever it takes to secure West Lucozia's support. If the West Lucozian monarchy picks a side, the balance we've maintained for years will collapse. That's why I need to be ready for whatever happens," Simon replied.It would be best if the West Lucozian monarchy stayed out of the political strug
At the Ballard estate, Dustin was warmly welcomed to stay after dinner. This was the first time Natasha had brought her boyfriend home, so the Ballards made a big deal of it.Simon personally accompanied the young couple and invited them to the study to chat over tea. With his sharp eye, Simon could tell Dustin was no ordinary martial artist. His manners, speech, and broad knowledge set him apart from most people."Dustin, I fully support your relationship with Natasha. Your background or status doesn't matter. What matters most is that you two are happy together." Simon paused and said earnestly, "I want you to understand that she's been pampered all her life and hasn't faced much hardship. Now that she's with you, I hope you'll take good care of her.""Don't worry, Mr. Ballard. I would never let her down," Dustin replied sincerely.Though they had known each other for some time and hadn't yet taken their relationship to the next level, they had already made their feelings clear
After hearing Nathaniel's words, Tristan's expression darkened. His brow furrowed as he sank into deep thought.It seemed he had underestimated the situation. He had assumed it was just a simple rivalry between brothers; he hadn't anticipated Seamus seizing the chance to further his own agenda.Seamus already wielded considerable influence. Under the guise of supporting Matthias' ascension to the throne, he had been forming alliances and recruiting talents. His influence had grown to rival the royal family's.If Seamus really supported Matthias' ascension, he'd overshadow the king, and no one would be able to stop him. The worst-case scenario would be Seamus using Matthias as a puppet to overthrow the House of Linsor."Nathaniel, is everything you said true?" Tristan frowned."Absolutely. Every word," Nathaniel replied solemnly. "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can send someone to investigate.""I believe you. But… taking down Seamus won't be easy. Do you have a plan?" Tr
An hour later, Nathaniel quietly entered a private mansion wearing a disguise.Inside the living room, Tristan had already prepared tea and refreshments. He looked as if he had been waiting for a long time."Sorry to have kept you waiting, Tristan." Nathaniel took off his coat and walked forward with a smile."No need to apologize. I'm happy that you made the effort to arrange this. A few extra minutes are nothing, especially since it's rare for us to meet." Tristan gestured for him to sit while he poured two cups of tea and handed one to his brother.Nathaniel accepted the cup and discreetly set it aside. Whenever he was out, he was always cautious about food and drink—this wariness had become second nature."You asked to meet me on short notice. Is this about official matters or something personal?" Tristan took a sip from his cup and got straight to the point."Both," Nathaniel replied, still smiling."Oh?" Tristan raised an eyebrow. "Let's hear it, then.""Given how things
In another luxurious mansion in the Inner City, a female spy dressed in black, cloaked in a hood, was reporting the results of her investigation to Nathaniel."Your Highness, the Moseys have been particularly active recently and are rallying allies. Many of the eight great families and other influential factions have already allied with them. If left unchecked, they'll pose a serious threat to us," she said, kneeling with her head lowered slightly."So the Moseys are backing Matthias, huh?" Nathaniel sat quietly, his expression unreadable."The Moseys have grand ambitions. While they claim to support Prince Matthias, they're merely setting him up as a puppet to rise to power and expand their own influence," she revealed.She had been infiltrating the Moseys' mansion for years and had gained a deep understanding of their operations, from the smallest details to the key players.Though Seamus appeared as a benevolent philanthropist, it was all a façade. Behind closed doors, he was r
That night, two young men sat playing chess inside a secluded mansion in the Inner City. On the left was Anders, who had visited the Ballard estate earlier. Across from him sat Matthias, a broad-shouldered man dressed in richly adorned robes.The game was intense, with fast moves followed by moments of deep thought. About ten minutes later, Anders finally conceded defeat."Anders, you've really improved since we last played. You almost had me there," Matthias said, stroking his beard in mild surprise."You flatter me, Your Highness. My chess skills are nothing compared to yours. If you hadn't gone easy on me, I wouldn't have lasted half as long," Anders replied with a modest smile."You're as smooth with words as ever." Matthias let out a hearty laugh with a look of smug satisfaction. Winning was in his nature—whether in war or on the chessboard, defeat was not an option."Well, we've eaten, and we've played. Let's get to business." With a wave of his hand, he signaled his men t