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An Understated Dominance Chapter 2181 by Marina Vittori

“The fight is over, so let’s call it a day. Master Oron, the stage is yours.”

Caleb yawned and left after he chased away the Frostzard Manor.

With his tired appearance, it seemed like he hadn’t slept in days.

“Let me reiterate that you must abide by our rules while at Sacred Wrym Summit.” Oron’s gaze swept the surroundings as he spoke with authority.

He continued, “No matter your grievances or grudges, settle them in the battle ring or privately after the tournament. If anyone starts trouble here, Sacred Wrym Summit won’t stand for it and will act accordingly.”

“Master Oron is right. I’ll be the first to stop anyone who breaks the rules!”

“Exactly! Disrespecting Sacred Wrym Summit is like disrespecting me! I’m right here. Let’s see who has the guts to stir up trouble!”

“I think the people from Frostzard Manor are just asking for trouble. They deserve whatever they get, even death!”

The crowd erupted into a cacophony of voices, expressing solidarity with Sacred Wrym Summit.

They made it clear that breaking the rules would have consequences. While it might have sounded like empty talk, at least the spirit was there.

“Thank you all for being here.” Oron began with a respectful bow. “The first day of the tournament is about to start. Now, let me explain the rules.

“The goal of this Combat Tournament is friendly sparring and pushing each other to our limits.

“If one participant falls off the battle ring or concedes, the other must stop their attacks. Breaking this rule leads to immediate disqualification.

“Furthermore, there are no restrictions on weapons or techniques. So, feel free to showcase your skills. However, malicious intent to kill is prohibited. The referee can end the match if necessary.

“Lastly, I hope everyone can use this opportunity to exchange martial arts skills and improve together.”

As soon as the words were spoken, the crowd erupted into applause.

It was unclear if anyone paid attention to the rules, but applause seemed fitting.

Oron continued, “Today’s tournament is for Group C participants. If your number is called, please head to the designated battle ring for your match.

“Absence or tardiness will result in disqualification, with the other participant advancing to the next round.”

“That’s all for now. Let the battle commence!”

Oron quickly outlined the rules before officially starting the tournament.

Soon, the entire venue became lively.

Sacred Wrym Summit had set up eight battle rings to accommodate the large number of participants.

Matches took place simultaneously in each ring, with a monk from Sacred Wrym Summit serving as referee.

Participants would enter the ring to begin their battles when their numbers were called.

In the first three days, matches from Group C took place. While this group might not be as strong as Groups B and A, all participants were carefully chosen elites.

One needed strength equivalent to lifting thousands of pounds to sign up for the tournament.

Usually, only Divine-level martial artists could reach this level unless they were exceptionally talented. So, most of the contestants in Group C were Divine-level martial artists at different skill levels.

Being a Divine-level martial artist would make anyone stand out in major sects. They were also seen as top talents in smaller sects and got special attention for training.

So, paying attention to the matches with Group C contestants was important. After all, there might be some outstanding individuals among them.

The major sects were proactive for two main reasons. First, it allowed them to show off their prestige and strength in battles. Second, it gave them a chance to find and recruit talented people.

The Combat Tournament at the Sacred Wrym Summit was the perfect place for this.

It brought the best martial artists from all over the region so that the sects could select the best.

For sects fortunate enough to recruit one or two of these exceptional talents, they would undoubtedly be a significant asset to the sect.

Abigail suddenly proposed, “Hey everyone, isn’t just watching the matches a bit boring? How about we spice things up with a bet?”

“Betting? How?” Ruby’s interest was quickly piqued.

Abigail replied, “It’s quite simple. We’ll bet on the matches’ outcomes. I’ll be the banker, and you’ll be the players.”

She explained eagerly, “There are eight battle rings, so I’ll split them into eight pots. Before the matches start, you can place your bets however you like-pick your favorites. If you win, I’ll double your winnings. How does that sound?”

“Sounds interesting. Why don’t we all give it a try?” Ruby chirped and looked at the others around her.

“Sure, why not? It’s not like we have anything better to do. It’s just a harmless bet.” Dalen chuckled and nodded in agreement.

“Count me in!” Miles chimed in, raising his hand. “I might not be good at much, but I’ve got a good eye for these things. Just follow my lead!”

“What are we betting?” Crystal asked curiously.

“Gold, jewelry, valuable techniques, divine weapons-anything of worth is fair game. I’m open to all offers!” Abigail smiled.

“Looks like you’re going to lose big today, Ms. Abigail,” Ruby said with a playful smile.

“As long as you’re willing to bet, I will match it. After all, the Mystic Arts Order has plenty of treasures,” Abigail said casually.

When they heard that, everyone got excited.

The Mystic Arts Order, known for its wealth and influence, had a treasure trove. It was rivaled only by the Celestial Alliance.

Moreover, Abigail was the Mystic Arts Order’s Grand Sorceress. She likely possessed many such treasures.

So, this was their chance to make a small bet turn into a big win. Seeing everyone agree, she quickly instructed her subordinates to get things ready.

They set up eight bowls in a row, each numbered from 1 to 8, representing the eight battle rings. Next, they gathered slips of paper for betting.

Those wishing to place bets on a participant would jot down their number on a slip and toss it into the matching bowl.

And just like that, a betting pool was officially set up.

As soon as everything was prepared, Abigail announced, “Come on, everyone, the tournament is about to begin! Get ready to place your bets.

Take your chances, and let luck decide the outcome.”

Her words drew the attention of many martial artists around.

After all, opening a betting pool at Sacred Wrym Summit was a novel idea.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!
An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: English
An Understated Dominance is a Urban/Realistic novel for men, telling a story of Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys had been married for three years.
“An Understated Dominance” delves into themes of ambition, power, and the price of success. The novel explores the complexities of relationships …
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Summary An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Dahlia Nicholson and Dustin Rhys had been married for three years. After Dahlia’s meteoric rise to success, she abandons the useless dead weight that’s Dustin, proposing divorce. Unbeknownst to her, everything she had ever achieved was only because of him.

Chapter 1 “Dustin, here is the divorce agreement prepared by Ms. Nicholson. All you need to do is sign them.” In the president’s office of the Quine Group, the secretary, Lyra Blaine, placed a piece of A4 paper on the table. A man sat opposite her, dressed in plain clothing. “Divorce? What do you mean?” Dustin Rhys was taken aback. “Do you not understand what I’m saying? Your marriage with Ms. Nicholson is over. You’re not even on the same level anymore. Your existence is nothing but a smear on the president’s reputation!” Lyra pulled no punches as she spoke. “A smear on her reputation?” Dustin frowned. “Is that how she thinks of me?” Back when they first got married, the Nicholson family was in ruinous debt. He was the one who helped them when they were at their lowest point. Now that they were rich, Dahlia Nicholson was ready to just kick him out. “Something like that.” Lyra jerked her chin toward the magazine on the table. A photo of a beautiful woman was printed on the front page. “Look at the headline on this magazine, Dustin. Ms. Nicholson’s net worth has hit one billion in the course of just three years, a feat no short of a miracle. She’s now the most desired woman in Swinton! With all this, she’s destined for greatness. But you, you’re just a regular joe. You don’t deserve her at all. I hope that you’ll see some sense and do the right thing.” When Dustin remained silent, Lyra frowned. “I know you’re not happy with this, but this is reality,” she continued. “You might have helped Ms. Nicholson when she was in trouble, but she has repaid you for everything you’ve done for her over the last three years. In fact, you’re the one who owes her now!” “Is our marriage just a business deal to her, then?” Dustin took a deep breath to suppress the emotions within. “If she wants to divorce me, let her speak to me herself.” “Ms. Nicholson is very busy. She doesn’t need to trouble herself with such trifling matters.” “Trifling matters?” Dustin was stunned. Then he laughed bitterly. “Is that so? Is divorce a trifling matter to her? She can’t even find the time to speak to me. Truly, she’s that unattainable now!” “Dustin, don’t delay this any longer.” Lyra pushed the divorce agreement toward him again. “Just sign here and you’ll get a car and a house as compensation. On top of that, you’ll also get eight million dollars. This is more than what you’ll be able to earn in your lifetime!” “Eight million dollars is a lot, but…I don’t need it. I will sign the divorce papers if she comes personally. Otherwise, I won’t sign anything,” Duston said coldly. “Don’t go too far, Dustin!” Lyra slammed her hand on the table. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you. With all her power and resources, Ms. Nicholson can divorce you easily. It’s only because she appreciates her past relationship with you that she’s allowing you to keep your dignity intact. Don’t provoke her!” “My dignity?” Dustin was a little amused by that. She didn’t even want to speak to him directly to divorce him. What kind of dignity was that? Moreover, if she really did appreciate their relationship, then why was she threatening him now?

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