Chapter 1486 by Marina Vittori

“What?” In the corner, Ezra stood wide -eyed, witnessing the unbelievable scene. The once-revered Caspian, an elite of the Mystic Arts Order, crumbled under a single strike from Dustin.

Caspian, someone close to reaching the grandmaster status, was easily overpowered by Dustin. It was unimaginable

“What? You’re not dead yet?” Dustin. raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised. Even with just ten percent of the force, that last hit could’ve taken out anyone below the grandmaster level. The armor took the hit and saved Caspian from getting a chest-sized hole through him.

Caspian coughed up blood, and bones seemed to have shattered. Even with the protective armor, his chest crumbled like twigs, and his internal organs were severely damaged.

“H-How can you be so powerful? Are you a grandmaster?” Caspian questioned, shocked. Caspian’s face contorted in fear as he clutched his chest in pain.

Despite being halfway to becoming a grandmaster, he was defeated by someone so young as Dustin. It left him questioning Dustin’s mysterious origins and immense strength.

“No, you’ve got it wrong. I’m not a grandmaster martial artist,” Dustin replied, shaking his head.

“If you’re not a grandmaster, how in the world did you beat me?” Caspian questioned. “You’re mistaken. I’m not just a grandmaster; you need to add a word in front of it,” corrected Dustin.

“Add a word?” Caspian was puzzled, and then his body began to tremble.

“Y-You… are you the ultimate grandmaster?!”

“Congratulations, you got it right,” replied Dustin nonchalantly.

“No … that’s impossible!” Caspian shook his head frantically, refusing to believe.

“You’re so young; how could you be an ultimate grandmaster? Even the most outstanding prodigies can’t reach such a level at this age!”

For a martial artist in their twenties to be an ultimate grandmaster was unheard of in the history of Dragonmarsh. Caspian couldn’t wrap his mind around it.

“It’s up to you to believe it or not,” said Dustin. Without explaining further, he continued to approach.

“Add a word?” Caspian was puzzled, and then his body began to tremble.

“Y-You… are you the ultimate grandmaster?!”

“Congratulations, you got it right,” replied Dustin nonchalantly.

“No … that’s impossible!” Caspian shook his head frantically, refusing to believe.

“You’re so young; how could you be an ultimate grandmaster? Even the most outstanding prodigies can’t reach such a level at this age!”

For a martial artist in their twenties to be an ultimate grandmaster was unheard of in the history of Dragonmarsh. Caspian couldn’t wrap his mind around it.

“It’s up to you to believe it or not,” said Dustin. Without explaining further, he continued to approach.

“You done yapping? If so, then go ahead and die.”.Dustin showed no mercy as he raised his hand, delivering a powerful strike to Caspian’s head.