There was no way Nolan was going to ignore Dustin’s order this time. He immediately ran off to notify the branch leader. “Who is that person, really?” Everyone was looking at Dustin in curiosity. “There are only a handful of Martial Saints that young! But I’ve never heard of anyone with the last name ‘Fox.’” “It has to be a fake name. I’m 80% sure of it. I’m even more certain that he’s a prodigy from one of the top families in Central Harbor.” “I wonder why such an amazing person with such great power is here in Grayvale?” Everyone was engrossed in the discussion. After a while, the stadium suddenly fell into silence. The branch leader of North Border had arrived. This was yet another legendary person. The black market branch leader of North Border was Wilhelm Proud. He had managed to climb from the bottom rung of the ladder to the position of branch leader of North Border despite not being a martial artist. It was an admirable feat. “Dustin Fox, survivin
Dustin was simply too arrogant. Yet, Wilhelm gave it some more thought and decided that this was a good opportunity to show Dustin what he was made of. He would be able to teach Dustin a lesson and also make it easier for him to warn him. Wilhelm eyed Nolan. “Clear the place of people,” he ordered. Nolan quickly nodded. “Everyone, the fights at the stadium have come to an end for today. The stadium has experienced extensive damage, so we will be undergoing a period of renovation. Please leave the premises to avoid the dust and debris,” Nolan announced loudly to the audience. Some staff members showed up to usher the crowd away. From the looks of it, they were ready to use force if the audience was reluctant to leave. The audience was hesitant, but they had no choice but to leave. As they left, they were still discussing the mysterious, young Martial Saint who had shown up. Soon, the stadium was emptied of people other than members of the black market. “
“Let them attack me all at once…” Dustin meant this for all the Martial Saints present. When he said that, everyone fell silent. The Martial Saints looked at Dustin strangely because they did not understand what he meant by that. Someone frowned as he realized something. “Sir, you asked us to fight someone. Did you mean this kid?” one of the Martial Saints asked hesitantly. “That’s right,” Wilhelm said a bit awkwardly. He never expected Dustin to make such a suggestion, either. Martial Saints were all arrogant martial artists. None of them would be able to stomach such blatant provocation, especially when it came from someone as young as Dustin. As expected, the Martial Saints all looked displeased and angry when they understood the situation. “How arrogant! Where did this punk come from? What gives him the guts to speak so arrogantly? Where did you get your confidence?” “It would be an insult to fight this conceited punk. Does he think he has the right to f
Dustin had definitely offended Silas. As expected, Silas’s face turned thunderous. He was a Peak Martial Saint and had been overlooked by a Superior Martial Saint. No matter how forgiving one was, such an insult was hard to swallow. Besides, Silas was not a forgiving person. “Kid, you’d better remember what you said here today,” Silas said threateningly. After he said that, Silas walked to the middle of the stadium. “Are we going to attack or not?” The initiates exchanged glances with each other. “Let’s not. Mr. Moreno is so angry. I don’t think we’ll get the chance to step in,” someone mumbled. “This young Martial Saint is dead…” They glanced at each other and planned to sit back and watch. “Whatever.” When Dustin noticed this, he walked over to the collapsed platform. As he did, something in his gaze changed. His eyes shone brightly and gleamed with a certain piercing power. As he walked, his power seeped through. It was like a well that was incessan
Even mustering all his strength to mutter, “I yield,” had exhausted Silas. Everyone stared in shock. Silas was a Peak Martial Saint. Typically, Martial Saints were already very rare, much less Peak Martial Saints like Silas. Yet, a powerful Martial Saint like him was forced to yield without even a single blow being exchanged. This was a world-ending kind of experience for other martial artists. In the air, Dustin frowned. How could a Peak Martial Saint crumble under his power without a single blow being dealt out? However, on second thoughts, it was quite understandable. After learning the ultimate moves of the Fox family, Dustin had started using them with the ones Lucas had taught him. His martial skills had risen to new heights. However, the ultimate move of the Fox family had been beyond his expectations. Dustin suppressed his power and floated down. In an instant, the oppressive force that had choked the stadium disappeared. Silas gasped for bre
At the Wyatt family in Rivenesco, Lovellia, a handsome young man rushed into the house.Dustin Fox walked into the living room carrying a cake. Five gorgeous women came up to meet him.They were the five stunning sisters of the Wyatt family. The eldest, Amara, was dressed in office attire that did nothing to hide her amazing figure. The second sister, Bella, was cold and distant. Her beauty was marked by a chilling elegance.The third sister, Clara, wore a short skirt and high heels. She was no less than a seductive temptress. The fourth sister, Delia, was in casual dress. Her features were softer but no less pretty. The youngest sister, Elisa, was lively and charming.“Happy birthday, Amara!” Dustin beamed as he presented the cake to her.Amara glanced at the cake coldly. It was crumbling a little, and the box was a little blood-stained.Frowning, Amara slapped the cake box away and sent it flying. When it landed on the floor, the cake was smashed into a pitiful pile.Amara loo
“Where should I go now?”Dustin looked up at the sky and sighed. He felt a little lost.Up until that point, he had done everything for the Wyatt family. Suddenly he had been kicked out of the family, so he did not know what to do.The beep of a car horn sounded right then.A vintage car stopped in front of the gates. A pretty woman in a long white dress got out of the car.Dustin knew her.Her name was Simone Langley, and he had saved her life once before.In truth, Amara had been facing an assassination attempt back then. After the assassin failed his attempt, Dustin had chased after him. The assassin had used Simone as a hostage when Dustin had saved her by killing him.“Mr. Fox, please come with me,” she said gently. Simone extended a hand to Dustin with a smile.“You saved my life once. Now that the Wyatt family has driven you out, why don’t you come join me in the Langley family? Although my family has fallen on hard times, we’ll still give you the best that we have!” Si
Elisa returned home with a temper.“Amara, that useless Dustin really didn’t take anything from the Wyatt family. The Langley family took him in,” she said huffily.“The Langley family?” Amara frowned.“Yes. The one called Simone Langley. She brought some gifts to the house that one time. But I sent her packing because you didn’t want to see her.”Amara thought about it.“I remember now. The company owned by the Langley family wanted a partnership, but I ignored them. I heard their company is on the brink of bankruptcy now…”“Yes! That’s the same Langley family.” Elisa nodded earnestly.“Their company’s going bankrupt. The family’s not going to survive much longer. I can’t believe they dared take that piece of trash in. It makes no sense!“That trash Dustin even claimed that the Wyatt family owes him. Isn’t that laughable?”Elisa’s sisters all reacted in different ways.Some mocked him, others felt disdainful, and yet others treated it with cool indifference.“Dustin was not
Even mustering all his strength to mutter, “I yield,” had exhausted Silas. Everyone stared in shock. Silas was a Peak Martial Saint. Typically, Martial Saints were already very rare, much less Peak Martial Saints like Silas. Yet, a powerful Martial Saint like him was forced to yield without even a single blow being exchanged. This was a world-ending kind of experience for other martial artists. In the air, Dustin frowned. How could a Peak Martial Saint crumble under his power without a single blow being dealt out? However, on second thoughts, it was quite understandable. After learning the ultimate moves of the Fox family, Dustin had started using them with the ones Lucas had taught him. His martial skills had risen to new heights. However, the ultimate move of the Fox family had been beyond his expectations. Dustin suppressed his power and floated down. In an instant, the oppressive force that had choked the stadium disappeared. Silas gasped for bre
Dustin had definitely offended Silas. As expected, Silas’s face turned thunderous. He was a Peak Martial Saint and had been overlooked by a Superior Martial Saint. No matter how forgiving one was, such an insult was hard to swallow. Besides, Silas was not a forgiving person. “Kid, you’d better remember what you said here today,” Silas said threateningly. After he said that, Silas walked to the middle of the stadium. “Are we going to attack or not?” The initiates exchanged glances with each other. “Let’s not. Mr. Moreno is so angry. I don’t think we’ll get the chance to step in,” someone mumbled. “This young Martial Saint is dead…” They glanced at each other and planned to sit back and watch. “Whatever.” When Dustin noticed this, he walked over to the collapsed platform. As he did, something in his gaze changed. His eyes shone brightly and gleamed with a certain piercing power. As he walked, his power seeped through. It was like a well that was incessan
“Let them attack me all at once…” Dustin meant this for all the Martial Saints present. When he said that, everyone fell silent. The Martial Saints looked at Dustin strangely because they did not understand what he meant by that. Someone frowned as he realized something. “Sir, you asked us to fight someone. Did you mean this kid?” one of the Martial Saints asked hesitantly. “That’s right,” Wilhelm said a bit awkwardly. He never expected Dustin to make such a suggestion, either. Martial Saints were all arrogant martial artists. None of them would be able to stomach such blatant provocation, especially when it came from someone as young as Dustin. As expected, the Martial Saints all looked displeased and angry when they understood the situation. “How arrogant! Where did this punk come from? What gives him the guts to speak so arrogantly? Where did you get your confidence?” “It would be an insult to fight this conceited punk. Does he think he has the right to f
Dustin was simply too arrogant. Yet, Wilhelm gave it some more thought and decided that this was a good opportunity to show Dustin what he was made of. He would be able to teach Dustin a lesson and also make it easier for him to warn him. Wilhelm eyed Nolan. “Clear the place of people,” he ordered. Nolan quickly nodded. “Everyone, the fights at the stadium have come to an end for today. The stadium has experienced extensive damage, so we will be undergoing a period of renovation. Please leave the premises to avoid the dust and debris,” Nolan announced loudly to the audience. Some staff members showed up to usher the crowd away. From the looks of it, they were ready to use force if the audience was reluctant to leave. The audience was hesitant, but they had no choice but to leave. As they left, they were still discussing the mysterious, young Martial Saint who had shown up. Soon, the stadium was emptied of people other than members of the black market. “
There was no way Nolan was going to ignore Dustin’s order this time. He immediately ran off to notify the branch leader. “Who is that person, really?” Everyone was looking at Dustin in curiosity. “There are only a handful of Martial Saints that young! But I’ve never heard of anyone with the last name ‘Fox.’” “It has to be a fake name. I’m 80% sure of it. I’m even more certain that he’s a prodigy from one of the top families in Central Harbor.” “I wonder why such an amazing person with such great power is here in Grayvale?” Everyone was engrossed in the discussion. After a while, the stadium suddenly fell into silence. The branch leader of North Border had arrived. This was yet another legendary person. The black market branch leader of North Border was Wilhelm Proud. He had managed to climb from the bottom rung of the ladder to the position of branch leader of North Border despite not being a martial artist. It was an admirable feat. “Dustin Fox, survivin
Since Dustin was being rude, Colin would treat him the same way. “En garde!” Colin yelled as he got into a battle-ready stance. “Get ready. I’m about to make my move,” Dustin said. Dustin only warned him because he felt that Colin was courteous toward him. He moved right after he spoke. In an instant, all that was left of Dustin was his afterimage. In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared. Colin was not the sort of person to underestimate his opponents. He always gave his all when facing anyone. Yet, when Dustin moved, he was still stunned. Colin was a Martial Saint. Yet, he had not even been able to see Dustin’s movements clearly! He tried with all his power to track Dustin, but it was all in vain. At that moment, Colin lost his cool. His eyes were filled with shock. “What kind of move was that?” Colin was absolutely floored. Based on what he knew, all he could tell was that Dustin had mastered some unique, high-class technique. There was a hum of somethi
The occupant of the private room was no ordinary figure. He was the martial artist overseeing this black market stadium, practically the grandmaster. Dustin’s challenge was a direct provocation! Such a thing had never happened before. No one had ever dared to show such disrespect at the North Border black market branch, let alone openly challenge the grandmaster, who was a Martial Saint! That was how powerful the North Border branch was. Martial Saints were legends among martial artists. They were the national heroes of Lovellia and were granted special privileges by the government. Martial Saints of the black market were shrouded in mystery, but their strength was beyond question. “He’s actually challenging the grandmaster of the North Border black market stadium!” whispers spread through the crowd like wildfire. The audacity to challenge the black market’s authority so openly was an insult of the highest order! Even Lovellia’s most revered heroes would thi
This kid had already reached the terrifying level of a Martial Saint at such a young age! How could anyone hope to match a powerful Martial Saint like him? Mad Lion desperately tried to dodge, but his movements were no match for Dustin’s overwhelming speed. Bam! In mere seconds, a devastating punch landed squarely on Mad Lion. His eyes bulged in shock, his face twisted in agony, and the sound of bones cracking echoed through the stadium. Every tendon snapped, and his internal organs ruptured. His body was crushed under the immense force. It was a power far beyond what he could endure. “Ugh…” Mad Lion spat out a mouthful of blood. Fragments of his injured organs were mixed in with it. Whoosh! Mad Lion was flung backward like a kite with a broken string. He was hurled through the air before crashing outside the platform. He lay motionless for a long time. The entire stadium fell silent. The reception manager stood with his jaw slack. Marco was frozen i
“Dustin, how dare you say that?” Marco stared in disbelief. Clearly, Dustin had no idea who Mr. Thornton was. “You’re too arrogant! Do you think this is Rivenesco? If you offend Mr. Thornton, your people can’t save you! “In your next match, you have to lose! Otherwise, you’ll face the consequences,” Marco said threateningly. Carrying out Jimmy’s orders was his way of buttering the former up. “With Mr. Thornton’s resources, making someone disappear is child’s play,” Marco said darkly. “Why don’t you disappear first and stop wasting my time?” Dustin said in annoyance. “You—!” Marco’s face turned beet red. “Fine! This is your own choice. When you’re lying in pain, don’t blame anyone but yourself!” he spat before storming off. Back in the stand, Marco approached Jimmy. “Apologies, Mr. Thornton. That kid is insolent and doesn’t take you seriously at all…” Marco said in a low voice. “He even told us to get lost. He completely disrespected your name!”