An Understated Dominance Novel (Dahlia & Dustin) by Marina Vittori updated 2025-26 - An Understated Dominance Chapter 2130

An Understated Dominance Chapter 2130-The strong man fell. Because he exerted too much force and exceeded his own limit, his blood vessels burst, and he fainted after spurting out a large mouthful of blood.

His muscles had been torn, his eyes were red, and the meridians in his body were all severely damaged.

Let alone a battle of luck, in the next few days, whether he could get out of bed would be a problem.

“Look! I told you before that he’s not good enough. He has to show off here. He must be unlucky now!”

“Sure enough, not everyone can challenge the 500-pound giant cauldron.”

“I’ve already passed the assessment. It’s okay now. You tried to show off your strength and made yourself vomit blood. You really overestimated your capabilities!”

“…”

Looking at the strong man who fell to the ground, everyone started talking.

Some were gloating, and some were quite sympathetic.

Being able to easily lift a 100-pound cauldron was already considered excellent. As for a 500-pound cauldron, only those with extraordinary talents couldn’t touch it.

After all, lifting a small cauldron and lifting a big cauldron were completely different concepts.

The “lifting a small cauldron” action was relatively easy, while the “lifting a big cauldron” action required greater effort.

For example, a large cauldron weighing 500 pounds would be impossible to lift without the strength of 600 to 700 pounds.

“Come here; carry him down for treatment.”

The examiner shook his head helplessly and ordered two staff members to quickly carry the strong man down.

He self-destructed his meridians, was seriously injured, and vomited blood. Although he was not life-threatening, he was no longer able to participate in the martial arts tournament, and he had no chance to show his face in the ring.

It was the result of not listening to advice and being self-righteous.

The 500-pound cauldron must be at least in the advanced stage of a divine-level martial artist to be qualified to touch it.

“Next, contestant No. 845.”

The examiner shouted expressionlessly and continued with the next assessment.

He was used to seeing injuries like this.

At this moment, Dustin was lining up in an orderly manner among the crowd.

He has the number plate 850, and there were five players in front of him.

“This little brother, you look a little unfamiliar. I wonder which sect you are a disciple of.”

At this time, a woman in white standing in front of Dustin suddenly turned around and asked.

The woman was tall, had a pretty face, and had a cheerful and contagious smile.

“No sect, no sect, just a casual cultivator.” Dustin responded politely.

“It must be very difficult to be self-taught without any family or sect.”

The woman in white smiled, stretched out her hand, and introduced herself. “Hello, my name is Esme, and I’m from Boulderthorn in the south of Balerno-Paul Hill.”

Hello, my name is Dustin.” Dustin nodded and smiled.

“Mr. Dustin. I’m glad to meet you.”

Esme smiled even sweeter: “Mr. Dustin, I wonder if you will have time after signing up to have a meal together and exchange martial arts experiences?”

“Huh? ” Dustin was slightly startled.

He didn’t expect that the other party would be so direct.