My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness



Since Dustin was being rude, Colin would treat him the same way.

"En garde!" Colin yelled as he got into a battle-ready stance.

"Get ready. I'm about to make my move," Dustin said.

Dustin only warned him because he felt that Colin was courteous toward him.

He moved right after he spoke. In an instant, all that was left of Dustin was his afterimage.

In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared.

Colin was not the sort of person to underestimate his opponents. He always gave his all when facing anyone. Yet, when Dustin moved, he was still stunned.

Colin was a Martial Saint. Yet, he had not even been able to see Dustin's movements clearly!

He tried with all his power to track Dustin, but it was all in vain.

At that moment, Colin lost his cool. His eyes were filled with shock.

"What kind of move was that?" Colin was absolutely floored.

Based on what he knew, all he could tell was that Dustin had mastered some unique, high-class technique.

There was a hum of something in the air beside him.

Colin's expression shifted drastically.

Instinctively, he threw himself into a sloppy defensive posture.

In the next moment, there was a violent rumble where he stood. It was as if a bomb had gone off.

A series of pops sounded, and the solid platform where he stood instantly collapsed and splintered.

The whole stadium vibrated as if there was an earthquake. It seemed like the whole place would come down. "Holy..."

Everyone in the audience blanched. They were astounded.

Was Dustin so powerful? Was he going to bring down the entire stadium on them?

Was this the might of a Martial Saint?

It was simply too spectacular!

Everyone was nervous. This sort of fight was completely unexpected.

Below the platform, the audience could not see what was happening clearly.

They all strained to get a better look. They even wanted to run closer for a closer view.

How was the fight proceeding?

When the dust cleared, they finally managed to see what had happened up on the platform.

Immediately, their eyes went wide, and their mouths fell open.

Dustin was standing on the shattered platform. He still looked immaculate and calm.

At his feet was a huge indentation.

In that indentation lay Colin, the leader of the North Border branch.

"Colin lost?" The audience was in disbelief. Their faces filled with shock.

Colin was a Martial Saint...

How had he been defeated in just one move?

Was this for real?

Nolan's expression was stiff.

He was in shock and could not accept what had happened.noveldrama

It seemed that Dustin had not been joking or being arrogant.

Indeed, Dustin possessed great power!

The entire stadium was deathly silent, and one could hear even a pin drop. Everyone was stunned.

From the indentation on the floor, Colin coughed before slowly climbing out.

He was in a wretched state as he leaped out. His face was tinged with fear.

"Thank you for showing mercy,

friend," he mumbled as he quick

bowed to Dustin.

If Dustin had not shown mercy, Colin was sure that he would be dead already.

The kind of power Dustin had used before was simply too terrifying.

It was only because Dustin held himself back that Colin had escaped death.

Though he was grateful, he was also taken aback.

He had assumed that Dustin was at the same level as he was.

Yet, there was still such a huge gap between them!

Colin could not suppress the surprise he felt even after a long while.

'He has to be a Superior Martial Saint at least!' Colin thought.

At this point, no one of Dustin's age had reached such a level in Lovellia!

Even the unparalleled prodigies of

the super-affluent families in Cente Htent belongs to were not this powerfule?

Dustin was definitely ahead of the pack of martial artists in Lovellia!

Who was Dustin, really?

Dustin turned around and looked at Nolan.

"Can you notify your branch leader now?"

PSO asked indifferently. "If not,

I'll

this whole place apart!”