An Understated Dominance - Chapter 2377

A bright blue light burst forth, creating a dome of lightning that surrounded the battle ring. Explosive energy slammed against the barrier like crashing waves. The shield shook violently for a moment before finally settling down.

The audience below let out a sigh of relief, though their hearts were still racing. If it hadn’t been for Oron’s quick thinking, the energy from that explosion could have endangered them all.

After all, Fenley was an ultimate grandmaster. Even a simple strike from him could be deadly.

Once the dust settled in the battle ring, everything changed.

Fenley stood tall and imposing. His robes flowed around him like angel wings. Behind him, a glowing spirit flickered to life, its sharp gaze adding to his intimidating presence.

In contrast, Dalen was thrown back ten yards by the force of the impact. His handsome face was pale, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his arms shook uncontrollably.

“The gap is wider than I thought,” he thought to himself, feeling defeated.

Dalen sensed that Fenley was much stronger today than he had been yesterday. Even before Fenley had advanced to the next level, Dalen’s chances of winning had been slim. Now, they seemed almost impossible.

“You managed to endure my Fury of Fire God. I must say, you’re impressive,” Fenley said, his gaze piercing. “In the past, it would have been hard for me to defeat you. But now, the difference in our strength is clear.”

“Any attempt to resist is pointless.”

If Dalen had been an ordinary grandmaster, the impact of the Fury of Fire God would have turned him to ashes. Yet here he stood, only slightly injured inside. This showed just how skilled he was.

Fenley respected strong opponents. Instead of finishing Dalen off, he chose to hold back.

If Dalen had unleashed the Fury of Thunder God, he would either be dead or seriously injured.

“Thank you for showing mercy, Mr. Hudson. I accept my defeat,” Dalen said as he stood tall and saluted with a fist. “I concede.”

Fenley felt a wave of relief wash over him. He hadn’t used all his strength, but he had been careful to hold back.

Using the Four Elements of God’s Technique was demanding. While the Fury of Thunder God could have taken Dalen down, it would have also drained Fenley’s energy. He needed to save his strength for the upcoming matches, and Dalen’s decision to concede saved him that effort.

Dalen’s loss wasn’t a surprise. From the moment they stepped into the ring, most spectators saw Fenley as the clear favorite. The only question was how long Dalen could endure Fenley’s constant attacks.

Surviving two of Fenley’s finishing moves showed how skilled Dalen was. If the fight had gone on, it might have ended badly.

It was just a match, and there was no reason to risk their lives. Fighting a battle they couldn’t win wasn’t brave; it was reckless. Dalen clearly understood that.

“Contestant number eight, Dalen Shade, concedes. Congratulations to contestant number one, Fenley Hudson, for winning this round,” Oron announced swiftly.

The crowd erupted in applause, especially the Celestial Alliance disciples, who cheered loudly. Fenley’s victory over Dalen meant he had secured a place in the semifinals, and that was worth celebrating.

“Mr. Marshall, your main disciple is truly impressive,” Kaden said from the stands, smiling. “It’s like he’s been reborn overnight. His strength has increased dramatically, and it’s genuinely remarkable.”

Fenley showcased the Four Elements of God’s Technique with skill and confidence.

God’s Technique yesterday was nothing compared to today’s performance. Anyone watching could see the difference.

“Sage Foyer, you have a sharp eye,” Alloy said with a small smile.

He added proudly, “Fenley made a big breakthrough just before the match. He’s now an ultimate grandmaster and ready to shine on his own.”

“Oh? Really? Then congratulations are in order,” Kaden replied, smiling back.

“While breaking through during a fight can boost one’s skills, it also carries risks. If he can’t stabilize his progress, he might go off track,” Cyrus said, interrupting.

He didn’t like seeing the Celestial Alliance celebrate and felt the need to dampen their excitement.

“Don’t worry about Fenley. He has a strong foundation, and this breakthrough was natural. He’s not going to stray,” Alloy countered, irritated by Cyrus’s negativity.

“Even without those risks, you can’t ignore that his strength isn’t stable. Do you really think a new ultimate grandmaster can win the championship? That’s very naive,” Cyrus sneered.

Glenn had reached the ultimate grandmaster level two years ago, and Cyrus was convinced that a newcomer like Fenley couldn’t compete.

“You’ll see soon enough if he has what it takes to win. I hope your ego can handle the truth when it comes out,” Alloy shot back.

The Celestial Alliance possessed skills beyond the Four Elements of God’s Technique. Fenley wasn’t just any talent; he could take on tougher opponents and consistently rise to the challenge.