An Understated Dominance - Chapter 2340

**Chapter 2340**

Jaxton made a big entrance, catching everyone’s attention.

The Esoteric Sword Guild was well-known for its mystery in the martial world. Even though they had only a few members, each one was incredibly skilled. Their Sword Mastery Technique was so impressive that it made the Sword Union jealous. So, whenever Jaxton entered the battle ring, all eyes were on him.

People were curious about the Esoteric Sword Guild and their famous technique. Even though Jaxton had made it to the top 16, he hadn’t shown his technique yet. Perhaps his previous opponents hadn’t pushed him hard enough. But now, things were different.

Jaxton was about to face Fenley from the Celestial Alliance, who was ranked fifth on the Legendary List. With such a strong opponent, Jaxton would need to use his Sword Mastery Technique.

As they stood on the ring, they greeted each other.

“I’m Fenley Hudson from the Celestial Alliance,” Fenley said with a slight bow.

“I’m Jaxton Siege, chief senior disciple of the Esoteric Sword Guild,” Jaxton replied coolly.

Fenley asked, “I’ve heard that the Esoteric Sword Guild is amazing with their Sword Mastery Techniques, able to strike from a thousand yards away. Is that true?” His curiosity was piqued; there were so many incredible things in the world he hadn’t yet experienced.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” Jaxton said without showing much emotion, as if he didn’t see Fenley as a threat.

“Oh?” Fenley raised an eyebrow, a small smile on his face. “I’m looking forward to seeing what you can do.” He wondered if Jaxton, who seemed so confident, was just overestimating himself or simply unaware of the challenge ahead.

“Between Jaxton of the Esoteric Sword Guild and Fenley of the Celestial Alliance, who do you think will win?”

“Who do you think will win?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Fenley will win. His fifth place on the Legendary List is not a fluke; he earned it through hard work.”

“I’ve heard Fenley’s close to breaking through to the ultimate grandmaster level. With the skills he gained from the Celestial Alliance, Jaxton might not stand a chance.”

“Not necessarily. Jaxton’s skills are impressive too. With his Sword Mastery Technique, he could hold his own against Fenley.”

“That’s true! In a battle ring match, anything can happen. Remember when everyone thought Sam would win but he lost to Caleb, despite trying his hardest?”

The crowd below the battle ring buzzed with excitement as they watched Fenley and Jaxton prepare for their match. Some were sure Fenley would win, while others believed Jaxton could surprise everyone. Each side was confident, and no one changed their mind.

“Both contestants are ready. Let’s start the first match of the top 16,” Oron announced, making sure both fighters were set.

The once-noisy venue fell silent. Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the battle ring, eager not to miss the clash between these two skilled fighters.

“Let’s begin.” Fenley raised his hand, inviting Jaxton to make the first move.

“Hmph!” Jaxton didn’t hesitate. He dashed forward in a blur and delivered a powerful punch to Fenley.

Everyone knew Jaxton was famous for his Sword Mastery Technique, but they were unaware that his hand-to-hand combat skills were just as remarkable. His previous opponents had not even…

Fenley smirked and asked, “Going for a fistfight?” Without moving from his spot, he threw a punch. Their fists met with a loud crash, sending a shockwave through the air.

Fenley stood firm, but Jaxton stumbled back several steps, his arm going numb from the impact. It was clear that Fenley was stronger and more skilled.

“Ouch!” Jaxton grimaced as he looked at his twitching fingers. That punch hadn’t gone well for him.

He realized he might not match Fenley’s strength, but the battle ring required more than just power. Technique and quick thinking were just as crucial.

“Thunder Punch!” Jaxton focused his energy into his fists.

His punches flew like lightning, hitting the air rapidly and creating a flurry of fist shadows that amazed the spectators.

“Interesting,” Fenley said calmly. He mimicked Jaxton’s technique, his fists moving with incredible speed to create his own storm of fist shadows.

When their punches collided, it sounded like a series of firecrackers. Each hit sent out waves of energy, and the intensity of their exchanges grew louder and fiercer.

From the stands, the audience struggled to keep up with their movements. All they could see were countless fist shadows zipping through the air.

It was impossible to tell who was landing the hits. This kind of intense, unyielding battle was new to them.

Neither fighter flinched or backed down. It was a true test of strength, with both of them exchanging blows without any sign of giving up. It was a tough, determined showdown.