All Chapters of An Understated Dominance: Chapter 681 - Chapter 690

"What?" Everyone was shocked as they watched Dylan land on the ground. The way he had leaped into the air tricked everyone into thinking that he had a winning chance against the Dark Lord. However, his opponent was able to get rid of him effortlessly, shocking the crowd. "Dylan!" Jacob paled. He rushed over to hold his son up. "I slipped, Dad …" Dylan forced out before his head fell to one side as he passed out. Jacob was tongue-tied. He couldn't believe how stubborn his son was. "How could he act so foolishly when he's so weak? Does the Harmon family have no one else to send?" At the gazebo, the Dark Lord sneered at them scornfully. "Don't be cocky. We'll deal with you!" A voice was heard as nine people emerged from the group of people. There was a mix of men and women, as each of them were powerful fighters well-known in the martial world. Without doing much, they gave off immense pressure on those around them. "To tell you the truth, these are skilled martial artists we hi

"Hmph, foolish brat!" Caelus glanced at Dustin and sneered. "What would a stupid pig like you know about Sir Leon's strength? You could never even hope to reach his level!""Dustin, Sir Leon is a semi-Grandmaster. You shouldn't talk about things you don't know. Others might laugh at you," Ivy grumbled in displeasure."She's right. You should watch how Sir Leon takes his opponent down!" Maria echoed. All of them saw Dustin as someone who liked to talk others down to make himself feel good. The Dark Lord might be a powerful person, but he was still a Divine-level martial artist, which was nowhere near the level of a semi-Grandmaster."Let's hope things turn out the way you're hoping they will," Dustin simply responded. He's said everything he needed to say. If he said anymore, he would just make a fool of himself. "Sir Leon, I think he's right. If you're too scared to fight me alone, you can ask your leader to join the battle. Otherwise, you might suffer an embarrassing loss," The D

"Draw your weapons and fight!" Hector bellowed, his determined gaze psyching the rest of the family up. "Fuck, let's do this!""Charge!"The Harmon family yelled and drew their weapons. Their conflict with the Dark Lord had been going on for years, and there was no way he would let them go easily. So, they might as well give it their best shot if they were going to die. "You pests dare challenge me? You will all die!" The Dark Lord's expression hardened. "Hector, since you're being so stubborn, I'll turn this place into a bloodbath today!" He slowly pulled his hand back before slapping the ground harshly. Instantly, the ground shook, and snow exploded everywhere. A huge shadow palm fell from the sky and onto the Harmon family members, making it hard for them to breathe or even move. They realized that when their opponent was a Grandmaster martial artist, they couldn't even run if they wanted to."Hmm …" Dustin frowned. He was just about to make his move when a pebble shot towa

"Michael Robinson?" As soon as everyone heard the name, their jaws dropped in shock. Michael Robinson, one of the five ultimate grandmasters in Balerno, was just as renowned as Paul Hill and was a legendary figure with an amazing reputation. Ten years ago, he single-handedly defended Westward Fortress by himself. He defeated three foreign ultimate grandmasters and repelled tens of thousands of enemies from breaking in. With him alone as defense, his opponents hadn't been able to step a single foot in, and this battle had made him famous. In a short year, word of his achievements spread far and wide, making him known as one of the strongest people in Balerno. No one expected the same person, who had gone missing for years, to suddenly appear here as an ordinary family servant. It showed that one should never judge a book by its cover."Mr. Robinson is the Grandmaster Michael Robinson? How is that possible?" Hector was dismayed. Michael Robinson was their family's ultimate trump c

Amidst the heavy snowfall, a figure in black dashed on frantically, ignoring the fierce winds. Blood trickled out of his wounds and dripped onto the fresh snow beneath him. "That piece of shit. He nearly killed me! Thank God I used Blood Shield, or I'd be dead meat by now!" The Dark Lord gritted his teeth, only letting out a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was on this trail, his face still ashen. Michael's final attack had been so strong that it had pierced his protective barrier and even managed to cut through his ametrine armor, leaving a deep gash on his back. If it weren't for that armor, he'd be dead by now. No wonder so many people feared the five Grandmasters. Fortunately, he managed to survive, and he even got some shocking information. The Dark Lord wheezed and coughed out blood as he dragged his battered body toward his hiding spot. After ten minutes, he finally reached a hidden area in the courtyard. "Who are you?" Several masked women jumped out, firmly clutc