An Understated Dominance Novel (Dahlia & Dustin) by Marina Vittori updated 2025-26 - An Understated Dominance Chapter 2324

An Understated Dominance Chapter 2324 [4647 – 4648] – Contestant No. 4 was a burly man in a black vest, his muscles like rocks. A scar ran from his eye to his mouth, giving him a fierce appearance.

Contestant No. 29, however, was a handsome young man in his twenties, with long hair and a steel sword. He looked suave, with the air of a hero from troubled times.

As soon as the long-haired young man appeared, many female fans cheered for him. He was clearly popular. Smiling, he greeted them, signed autographs, and posed for photos, acting more like a celebrity meeting fans than a fighter preparing for battle.

No. 4 remained silent, calmly watching the scene.

Eventually, Orion Foster couldn’t stand it anymore. He interrupted the long-haired young man’s fan interactions and announced the start of the match.

When Orion finished speaking, the quiet No. 4 finally moved. He shot forward like a cannonball and, once close to the young man, unleashed a flurry of punches as fast as lightning.

The punches were so quick that only a blur of fists could be seen.

The long-haired young man, who had been flirting with his fans, suddenly looked serious. He quickly refocused and raised his arms to block.

“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!”

No. 4’s punches were fast and powerful, each one like thunder, with destructive force.

The long-haired young man was forced back step by step, barely able to defend himself, with no chance to counterattack.

Though their strength was similar, No. 4 took advantage of the young man’s distraction to launch the first attack, quickly gaining the upper hand.

No. 4 excelled at close-range boxing, where his power was most devastating, while the long-haired young man was skilled with the sword. If he had drawn his sword from the start, he wouldn’t have been in such an embarrassing situation. Don’t forget to visit our main site, baxternovel.com, for the fastest updates.

But the young man was too arrogant. As the match approached, he kept joking with his female fans, not taking his opponent seriously.

Now, under the fierce assault, he didn’t even have a chance to draw his sword and could only take the beating.

Soon, he was battered, embarrassed, and no longer the dashing figure he had been. His female fans in the audience screamed in worry.

“Bang!”

The long-haired young man was hit hard again, sent flying several meters, spitting blood as his face turned pale.

Before he could catch his breath, No. 4’s fists rained down like a storm.

As the saying goes, “strike while the iron is hot.” Seeing the young man’s weakness, No. 4 didn’t let up, relentlessly attacking until his opponent was down.

“Damn it! I’ll fight you!”

Furious at the unending assault, the long-haired young man mustered all his strength, taking a punch while finally drawing his sword.

“Bang!”

“Clang!”

The young man was knocked back several steps, spitting blood again, but he managed to slash No. 4’s clothes, forcing him back momentarily.

“You bastard! Now it’s my turn!”

Spitting blood on the ground, the young man’s once-handsome face twisted with anger.

No. 4 said nothing and charged again, his fists like thunder, striking with relentless force.

“Go to hell!”

The long-haired young man, enraged, used his ultimate move. He shook his sword, and energy surged from his body like silk threads. Sword shadows filled the air, forming a huge spinning ring aimed at No. 4.

This move, called the “Beheading,” was the young man’s trump card, extremely powerful. It could shred an opponent in an instant.

But it drained a lot of energy, so he rarely used it. If not pushed to desperation, he wouldn’t have been so reckless.

“Humph!”

Seeing the sword shadows closing in, No. 4 didn’t dodge. He channeled his energy to shield his body and charged forward.

“Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish…”

The sword shadows tore through the air. In seconds, No. 4’s vest was shredded, and his hard muscles were sliced, leaving him covered in blood.

Seeing this, the long-haired young man sneered. He thought No. 4 was foolish to face his deadly move head-on.

But in the next moment, the smile froze on his face.

No. 4 had pushed through the sword shadows, breaking through with sheer willpower, and was now right in front of him.

Staring at the bloodied figure and the approaching fist, the young man froze, unable to react.

With a loud “bang,” No. 4’s punch smashed into his face, sending him flying more than ten meters before he crashed to the ground, unconscious.