An Understated Dominance Novel (Dahlia & Dustin) by Marina Vittori updated 2025-26 - An Understated Dominance Chapter 2128

An Understated Dominance Chapter 2128-A moment later.

The registration office for the Sacred Wyrm Summit Tournament.

A group of warriors in different costumes were lining up to sign up, and Dustin was among them.

After the plan was finalized, Dustin was surrounded by a group of people from Briggs and arrived at the registration location.

The sun would set soon, but there was an endless stream of people coming to sign up.

However, this martial arts tournament had specially set a threshold. To successfully register, they must pass the assessment.

The content of the assessment was very simple, namely, “ability to carry the cauldron.”

Sacred Wyrm Summit prepared three large bronze cauldrons, weighing 100 pounds, 500 pounds, and 1000 pounds, respectively.

If people could lift a 100-pound cauldron, they would be selected for Group C and compete with warriors of the same level. Only after they won could they advance to Group B.

Those who lifted the 500-pound cauldron were considered outstanding and would be directly selected into Group B to compete with warriors of the same level. Only after winning could they be promoted to Group A.

As for those who could lift a 1000-pound cauldron, they were all seed players and advanced directly to Group A.

In the battle between Group C and Group B, Group A did not need to participate.

After the winners of Group C and Group B were selected, they would be eligible to compete with the players in Group A to show off.

Simply put, the heavier the tripod, the higher the rating and the greater the advantage. Competitors could save a lot of physical energy and avoid meaningless battles.

“Contestant No. 843 failed; next one!”

In the square, a man of medium build was holding a large bronze cauldron with both hands. He gritted his teeth and blushed. He tried his best to lift the 100-pound cauldron. The tripod was raised.

In the end, the referee declared failure.

The 100-pound cauldron was basically the difference between an innate warrior and an acquired warrior.

Leaving aside some warriors who were born with divine power, the limit of acquired warriors was basically 100 pounds of strength.

In other words, to lift a cauldron weighing 100 pounds, one must at least be an innate warrior!

This threshold directly eliminates all those who were lucky.

If they couldn’t even lift a 100-pound cauldron, then they wouldn’t be eligible to participate in a martial arts competition like this, where elites and masters gather.

“Get out of the way, get out of the way! Let me do it!”

A burly man pushed away the sighing contestant No. 843 and stepped forward voluntarily.

The strong man was wearing a black vest with a rough face and bulging muscles. He looked very powerful.

The strong man first circled the 100-pound cauldron twice, then grabbed the two cauldron ears with both hands, and then lifted it up with force.

The heavy bronze cauldron was lifted directly, and its three bronze legs were frozen ten centimeters above the ground.

“Lifting it up doesn’t count; you have to lift it above your head!” Someone reminded me from the side.

“Hmph! With such a small weight, how can it be difficult for me to defeat you?”

The strong man smiled confidently, used his hands again to lift up, and shouted, “Lift it for me!”

Without any pause, the 100-pound bronze cauldron directly lifted it up. Being lifted above the head by a strong man.

In order to show his strength, the strong man also held the cauldron and spun it around in circles several times. His relaxed appearance won the applause of many people.

“Brother, you’re awesome! You can lift a 100-pound cauldron at your fingertips. It’s amazing!”

“This guy doesn’t seem to have used his full strength yet. He does have something.”

“Hmph! What does it mean to lift a 100-pound cauldron? He just barely passed the test. That’s all; if you have the guts, try the 500-pound cauldron!” The contestants queuing up to sign up were all talking—some were praising, some were despising—with different expressions.

“Contestant No. 844 passed the test. This is your promotion token. Please keep it.”

The examiner handed out a wooden token with an expressionless face, with the words “Sacred Wyrm Summit” on the front and the new contestant on the back. It was a serial number.

“Wait!”

The strong man did not pick up the wooden token but said loudly, “The 100-pound cauldron is too light for me. I want to try this 500-pound cauldron!”

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding discussion became louder.

“Challenge a 500-pound cauldron? Can this guy do it?”

“I think he has a strong physique, full of energy and blood, and full of confidence. Maybe he can really do it.”