An Understated Dominance - Chapter 435

The garden was completely silent. Everyone stood in shock, unable to believe what they had just seen. No one had expected Dustin to block Paul’s punch.

Not only did he block it, but he also came out unharmed.

Paul was a grandmaster of the Balerno martial arts, known for his incredible strength. His punches and kicks were so powerful that they could shatter mountains. Who in the Hill family could stand up to someone like him?

“Did… Did he just block the punch?” Torben asked, his eyes wide with disbelief. To them, Paul was the strongest person in Millsburg, capable of defeating even the best martial artists with ease.

How could a doctor, who seemed to appear out of nowhere, stop a grandmaster’s punch?

“What is happening?”

“Oh my god! Someone actually blocked Mr. Hill’s punch! Am I dreaming?” Cholas exclaimed, his mouth agape. He had always thought of Dustin as just a medical genius, but now he realized he was also skilled in martial arts.

“Wow! I didn’t know Dustin was this strong!” Patrick nearly jumped from excitement, forgetting all about keeping his cool.

“Who is this guy?” Spring wondered, shocked and confused. Sweat dripped down his forehead. He had thought Dustin was being reckless when he approached Paul, but now he had just blocked Paul’s attack.

None of the elite guards from the Hill family could do what Dustin had just done. His strength was undeniable.

“No… This can’t be true!” Autumn shook his head in disbelief. “This kid is only in his twenties. How could he block my father’s punch? It must be that my father’s strength has weakened because of his health.”

That was why he had the chance.

“That’s right! Grandfather is weak and not in his right mind. His strength has really dropped. Otherwise, how could this kid stand up to him?” Torben agreed.

Everyone nodded in understanding. If Paul hadn’t been so weak and sick, he would have done much better. In the end, Dustin was lucky to find a way to block the punch.

With this thought, the crowd settled down.

“Mr. Hill, sleep well.” Dustin ignored the looks from those around him. After blocking Paul’s punch, he took out a silver needle and quickly pierced it into Paul’s lower chest. In an instant, Paul went limp and fainted.

“Youth, how is he? Is my father okay?” Spring approached with a group of people.

“He’s out of danger, just a bit weak. He’ll be fine after some rest,” Dustin replied, shaking his head.

“That’s good.” Spring sighed with relief.

“Dustin, you’re amazing! You actually went head-to-head with my grandfather. I’m impressed!” Patrick said, giving him a thumbs up.

“Hmph! What’s so impressive about that? If Grandfather hadn’t been weak, he wouldn’t have stood a chance. It was just luck,” Torben said, feeling a bit annoyed.

“Then why didn’t you step in earlier? You ran off like a scared rabbit,” Patrick teased.

“You…” Torben struggled to find words. Paul’s strength was unquestionable. Who would dare to confront him?

“Alright, let’s help Mr. Hill back to rest.” Spring signaled, and soon the guards stepped forward to carry Paul into the room.