An Understated Dominance (Maria Vittori) novel Chapter 1261

Chapter 1261 The Fall from the Top

"What the heck?!"

As they watched Tyler lying heavily injured on the ground, the Grant family members were thunderstruck, frozen in disbelief.

They had thought that with the help of the Berserker Pill, they could turn the tables and change their fate.

But they didn't expect that Tyler would be defeated so quickly and so miserably with just one encounter.

One punch shattered the sword and injured the man.

It was a complete lop-sided victory!

"It's over... it's over... We're completely done for!" Thaddeus's legs went weak, and he collapsed, his face drained of color.

The rest of the family members were also filled with despair, their hopes dashed.

They had overestimated Tyler and underestimated Dustin.

The two were simply not in the same league.

The genius they were so proud of was nothing compared to Dustin, the Kirin.

Even if they went all out, it was like an ant trying to move a mountain.

"With this level of skill, you can't even defeat Adam Spanner. Why do you dare to fight me?" Dustin showed his disdain.

"Hey Dustin, that's going too far," Adam Spanner, who had been watching the fight with a smile, immediately had a stern expression and said, "You can fight, but why drag me into this? Do I not have any dignity? Besides, I make my living with my brains, unlike you warriors who only know how to fight. So what if my combat skills are weaker? It doesn't affect my ability to win battles, and..."

"Shut up!" Scarlet, Adam Spanner's sister, interrupted him with a stern voice, drawing her sword as she continued, "Keep talking, and I'll cut your tongue off!"

"..."

Adam Spanner's mouth twitched, and he dared not say another word.

He could reason with Dustin, but there was no reasoning with his sister, who was all about violence.

"Geez… This violent streak of yours (Scarlet) hasn't changed at all," muttered Thorian under his breath.

"Hmm… Are you saying something?!" Scarlet's ears perked up, and she glanced in Thorian’s direction.

Terrified, Thorian quickly maintained a neutral expression, as if he had nothing to do with the comment.

"Tyler, you've lost," Dustin looked down at the scene with indifference in his eyes.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Tyler coughed violently, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood. He was barely clinging to life.

The ferocity and madness on his face had now been replaced by sheer terror.

"No... this can't be... how can you be this strong? You've been missing for ten years, and yet you can still beat me?" Tyler shook his head repeatedly, finding it hard to accept.

Ten years ago, Dustin had indeed been a top-notch genius. But after the turmoil in Stonia, he had mysteriously disappeared. In all these years, without the guidance of a renowned master and the resources of the West Lucozia King's Mansion, he should have stagnated or even regressed.

Tyler couldn't understand why, after leaving the West Lucozia King's Mansion, Dustin had made even greater progress.

To the point where he could defeat him with just one move.

Did the gap between geniuses really exist to such an extent?

"Who told you that I've been idle for ten years?" Dustin's expression remained indifferent. "I've just been in seclusion, not dead. Why should you assume that I should stop progressing?"

He had carried the deep grudge in his heart, working tirelessly for ten years to seek the truth of the past. The bitterness and hardships he had endured were known only to him.

On the path of martial arts, one had to keep advancing; there was no room for complacency.

Even for a natural talent, success required dedication and sweat.

"Why? Why is it like this? It shouldn't be... I shouldn't lose. I am Tyler, one of the top ten talents in Balermo, the Dark Panther’s General Lionheart. I'm a once-in-a-century genius. How could I lose? How could I possibly lose?" Tyler murmured incessantly, his eyes losing their former vitality.

Throughout his life, he had never failed at anything he attempted, always emerged top of the crop.