An Understated Dominance - Chapter 2392

“Glenn only had seven swords before. I never thought that in just one year, two more divine swords would choose him as their master. This kid is way better than I was at his age,” Cyrus said with surprise and admiration.

He rubbed his chin, impressed. Cyrus always believed in Glenn’s potential, but Glenn’s achievements had gone beyond what he expected.

The more swords Glenn had, the stronger he became. He had already reached the top of the Legendary List with just seven swords. Now, with nine, his power was even greater.

“He really is the Chosen One,” Kaden sighed, unable to hide his awe.

The nine divine swords accepted Glenn as their master effortlessly. His talent and skill were far ahead of his peers.

Every generation has its stars, and the older ones must make way for the new. Today’s youth were on a whole different level—true powerhouses.

“This is going to be interesting,” Penelope said with a dark chuckle.

To her, the fight between the Celestial Alliance and the Sword Union was a lose-lose situation for both sides. It didn’t matter who won; she just wanted to see them clash fiercely and leave each other battered. In the end, the Mystic Arts Order would benefit the most.

Penelope was only there for the entertainment. She never thought about winning the championship.

She recognized Abigail’s talent, but it still didn’t compare to Logan and Glenn’s. There was no way she could win against them. Honestly, she would be happy if Abigail could just get third place.

Meanwhile, the sword energy swirled wildly in the battle ring. Fenley felt waves of pressure weighing down on him.

“No, I’m not done yet. I can still fight—I still have a chance to win.”

Fenley gritted his teeth and lifted his head against the heavy pressure weighing down on him.

“Nine divine swords? So what? I still have my ultimate move and strength to keep fighting,” he thought.

“Bring it on! Show me what you’ve got!” he shouted, his voice booming like thunder.

The divine spirit behind him grew stronger and more solid as its power increased. Under the weight of the nine divine swords, Fenley felt his skills sharpen.

“Look at Fenley’s momentum! He seems even stronger!” someone in the crowd exclaimed.

“Wow! This guy is incredible. To break through like that under such pressure is amazing!” another cheered.

“This match is about to get even more exciting!” someone else added.

As Fenley’s energy surged, the spectators were filled with awe. This was the mark of a true genius—he didn’t back down against a tough opponent; instead, he pushed through the challenge.

“Breaking through at such a crucial moment? Impressive,” Glenn said, raising an eyebrow in surprise. But he knew Fenley still had a long way to go to reach his level.

“Let me show you the power of my Four Elements of God’s Technique!” Fenley declared. His hair stood on end as his energy exploded outward like a tidal wave, flowing into the divine spirit behind him.

“Fury of the Thunder God!” he roared.

With that, he pulled back his fist, gathering all his strength before launching it forward with incredible force. The spirit mimicked his movement.

A rumble echoed through the air as lightning crackled and the wind howled. Blue lightning wrapped around the spirit, gathering at its arm to form a spear of pure thunder that was nearly 30 feet long. The weapon shimmered with power, ready for battle.

power that could destroy the world.

This was Fenley’s ultimate move, part of the Four Elements of God’s Technique. His breakthrough during the match had pushed his abilities to their highest level. This technique was so powerful that it could shake the ground and scare even the bravest martial artists.

“Skybound!” Fenley shouted.

“Shadowedge!” another voice called.

“Earthshaper!” came the third command.

Glenn casually flicked his finger, and three swords hovering in the air turned into bright streaks of light, racing toward the spirit.

The first sword, Skybound, smashed into the spirit’s lightning spear with a loud crash. The sword was knocked back, and the spear shattered into pieces.

The second sword, Shadowedge, quickly followed and struck the spirit’s fist, exploding with blue lightning. The sword bounced back while the spirit’s body broke apart under the sword’s force.

Fenley felt a jolt, as if he had been hit by lightning, and blood trickled from his nose.

Just then, a new beam of light shot forward. The third sword, Earthshaper, charged at him.

With a fierce roar, Fenley clenched his fist and struck the Earthshaper with all his strength. Since he couldn’t dodge, he had no choice but to fight back.

The battle ring shook from the impact, and thunder rumbled above.

The Earthshaper was pushed back several yards, spinning in the air before sinking deep into the ring’s floor with a hissing sound.

The force of the blow sent Fenley flying through the air, about thirty feet. Blood sprayed from his mouth as he landed hard on the ground, his face pale and his body battered.

Before he could get back up, Glenn’s fourth sword, Fang Master, crept in silently, its tip aimed right at Fenley’s throat.

Just as it was about to pierce his skin, the sword suddenly stopped, vibrating softly.

Suddenly, a sharp sword aura brushed against Fenley’s neck, drawing a small trickle of blood.

Fenley froze, knowing that if the sword moved even a little closer, he would be dead.

In that tense moment, everyone held their breath. They understood that Fenley’s life was completely in Glenn’s hands.