Although young, Dustin’s prowess was not on the same level as the younger generation in the martial arts world. The so-called martial arts competition held no attraction for him. However, when Henry and the others heard this, they found it quite arrogant. “It seems that you, Mr. Fox, are a man who cares little for fame and fortune, while we, alas, are too shallow.” Henry forced out a bitter smile. “However, we are representing the younger generation of the Grayvale and the Southwest region to invite you to this martial arts competition…” The group bowed respectfully to Dustin. Dustin furrowed his brow. “Why?” he asked. Henry sighed. “It’s… Mr. Elijah. I don’t know where he learned his martial arts from. His reputation was once unremarkable, but since his return, he’s gained the power of a Martial Saint. He’s challenged all the young prodigies of the Southwestern region, and his methods are… ruthless. All his opponents are either dead or severely injured! “He’s too ar

“Who do you think you are? How dare you call me by my first name?” Elijah shot the man a cold glance and waved his hand dismissively. Whoosh! One of the men standing beside Elijah immediately stepped forward and was ready to attack the man who had gotten up. He was a ninth grade fighter. His explosive and brutal punches could smash that man to death. “Break both of his arms. Let this be a warning,” Elijah said indifferently. He was seated at the head of the table in front. The man who had stood up turned pale with fear. Boom! In an instant, Elijah’s man was upon him and threw a devastating punch. At the critical moment, Tyler leaped to his feet and countered with a punch of his own. Boom! The man’s face turned ashen as he was sent flying like a broken kite. He crashed through the railing and plummeted from the second floor. He spat out a mouthful of blood midair. “Hm?” The sight made Elijah furrow his brow. The martial arts prodigies from outside the reg

This man was even stronger than the one sent flying down the building earlier. Among the outsiders, he was one of the top martial artists. “Let’s see just how strong you really are!” As soon as he stepped forward, he unleashed his most formidable technique. It was a ferocious flurry of strikes that descended on Tyler like an inescapable net. Meanwhile, the other outsiders were chattering away and boasting about the unparalleled prowess of the technique. They speculated that Tyler would not stand a chance. … Tyler remained expressionless. With a single upward punch, an explosive wave of energy erupted from him and surged skyward like a volcanic eruption. Whoosh! The descending energy net shattered instantly. “What?!” The other outsiders froze, and their faces stiffened in disbelief. The turnaround was brutal. The technique they revered was rendered utterly powerless before Tyler. That was not even the end. The force from Tyler’s punch did not dissipate aft

Elijah walked over to Dustin in anger. “You think you can escape it by not participating? I will defeat you in public today and tell the world who is the best heir to Wyatt family’s martial art techniques!” Dustin chuckled softly. He had no intention to hide his disdain toward Elijah. He was just a loser who used shortcuts to reach the Martial Saint level by making someone transfer their strength to him. How dare he? Elijah was just a joke in Dustin’s eyes, but his arrogance was off the charts. “You’re too weak to even be qualified to fight me.” Dustin shook his head. “Come talk to me if you can walk past him.” He cast Tyler a glance. Elijah’s face was filled with rage. Dustin had just insulted him in the worst possible way. He had let his subordinate take his place. Bam! His pure energy surged as he launched himself like a missile at Dustin. He wanted to make Dustin regret this and force him to kneel and beg for mercy. He wanted to crush him in front of everyon

What kind of power was that? It was terrifying. Standing on the first floor, the man’s gaze swept across the room. Anyone he looked at felt an overwhelming pressure, as if the air had been sucked out of their lungs. Only Dustin met his gaze calmly. The man’s eyes lingered on Dustin for a brief moment before moving on, without the oppressive force he projected onto everyone else. “May I ask… who are you?” Tyler forced the words out under immense pressure. The middle-aged man was surprised. It seemed he had not expected anyone other than Dustin, who was the anomaly, to speak under such circumstances. Upon noticing Tyler’s Martial Saint level, a flicker of approval crossed his face. “I am Joseph McCall.” His tone was calm, yet with his words, the oppressive aura dissipated, and everyone let out a sigh of relief. Their backs were drenched in sweat. “Joseph McCall… the Dragon Supreme!” Henry’s eyes widened in shock as he cried out. “What? One of the Five Supremes?!” T