Terry staggered back from the impact, his heavy stomps leaving footprints on the solid ground. By the


    time he managed to stabilize himself, his face waspletely pale, despite his rapid. heartbeat. Sweat


    had formed on his forehead, and the edges of his shirt were frayed. There was even blood dripping


    from his fist. What a miserable sight.


    “What?” The crowd had been stunned into silence. None of them could have imagined that Terry might


    be at a disadvantage when it came to physical fights. This was unbelievable!


    “N-no way! Terry got pushed back?” Maggie was bbergasted.


    udia was shocked as well. “I didn’t know Dustin was so strong.” If she hadn’t seen it for herself, she


    would have never believed that someone managed to withstand Terry’s attack and even came out


    somewhat victorious.


    “I-impossible! How can someone like him be so powerful?” Gordon and the other two were


    dumbfounded. The scenario they had in their minds was Dustin being destroyed with one punch, so


    why was he winning against Terry?


    “What?” Phil sat up straight, and his expression fell. There was no way his genius son was losing to a


    nobody. What would be of their family if Terry were to lose? Worse, Phil had made a bet with


    Hector using “Tempest of the Eighteen Swords, so the consequences would be devastating.


    “As expected.” Hector smiled, pleasantly surprised. He knew that there was no way Dustin would


    recklessly challenge Terry if he wasn’t confident in himself.


    Things are getting interesting.” Paul stroked his beard, fascinated. For Dustin to be so skilled at


    medicine and martial arts at such a young age, Paul was sure that there was more to Dustin than


    meets the eye.


    “Did you see that, Sis? Dustin is winning!” Ruth jumped up excitedly.


    “Of course, I saw. I’m not blind.” Natasha heaved a sigh of relief, the smile returning to her face. “I told


    you he’d win, but you wouldn’t believe me.”


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    “When did you say that? I can’t remember anymore.” Ruth stared at Natasha quizzically.


    “It doesn’t matter.” Natasha red at her sister, who pouted.


    Ruth mumbled to herself, “Are all women like this? Their moods are so unpredictable.”


    Back in the arena, Terry coughed as he tried to suppress the energy churning within his body. His


    expression was terrifying. He felt sorry for himself as the audience criticized him. Ever since he became


    famous, no one has ever sessfully hurt him. Today, however, an ident urred, and it was a


    blow to both his dignity and skills.


    His reputation would be ruined if he didn’t get rid of Dustinpletely.


    Abruptly, Terry burst outughing wildly. “You’re strong; I’ll give you that. I underestimated you earlier.


    With your capabilities, you could easily make your way into the top twenty of The Heavenly Immortals.


    Unfortunately, your opponent is me. To tell you the truth, I’ve been hiding my true strength since three


    years ago as I underwent all sorts of training. So far, none of my opponents have been strong enough


    for me to want to take off these shackles and use my full