“I think you misunderstood something here,” Paul responded calmly. “I said Dustin had a ninety percent chance of winning. Your son only had ten.”
“What?” Phil stiffened. It turned out that everything had been in his head. Still, he couldn’t understand or accept how a nobody like Dustin was able to defeat his son, who was a genius. “Mr. Doyle, thank you for Tempest of the Eighteen Swords’,” Hector suddenly said, causing Phil’s face to darken.
Phil thought that today’s battle would work in their favor by boosting their reputation. However, not only had his son lost the battle, he also lost their family heirloom. It was a devastating loss!
Dustin’s victory also taught everyone something. There was always someone far stronger than you, even if you were the strongest person around. Also, from today onward, Balerno martial arts. would see a dark horse, someone more talented and stronger than Terry.
“Useless fools!” Tyler Grant, who stood amidst the audience wearing a mask, humphed and walked away. He hid his identity because he thought he’d get to see an amusing show, yet Terry had been. useless and couldn’t even defeat a pretty boy like Dustin. It was such a waste of time!
Back at the wreckage, Dustin looked at Terry below him and reminded, “You’ve lost. Remember what I said earlier? Your family better stay out of my way from now on.” He turned to walk off the
stage.
“No! I haven’t lost yet!” Gritting his teeth, Terry clambered to his feet wildly.
“Go to hell!” Locking his eyes on Dustin’s back, Terry grabbed his sword and thrust it toward
Dustin.
“Watch out!” Natasha cried out, but it was too late.
Terry’s attack was too quick and silent, making it hard to detect. So, before anyone realized what was going on, the tip of Terry’s sword was already pressing into Dustin’s back.
“Haha, I’m still the winner in the end!” Terry cackled.
Quickly, his laughter stopped and his smile froze when he realized that his sturdy blade hadn’t even hurt Dustin. It didn’t even impale the man’s flesh.
Terry wanted to turn things around? What a joke.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Dustin snapped, slowly turning his head.
This was an open battle where everyone had seen the results, so how dare Terry tried to pull a fast one on him! Were all Doyle family members so shameless?
“Die! Die! Rot in hell!” True energy burst forth from Terry and into his sword as he tried to piece through Dustin’s body, and the blade eventually bent under the force.
Still, no matter how hard Terry tried, he just couldn’t injure Dustin.
“Fool!” Dustin humphed. He stopped going easy on Terry and planted his fist into Terry’s abdomen.
There was a bang at Terry’s abdomen, and his core shattered to pieces. Terry flew backward from
the force like a ragdoll, blood spurting everywhere. It caused an uproar among the crowd when his body landed in the audience zone, and the Doyle family’s blood started boiling after seeing how Terry’s core was destroyed.
