Chapter: 1165
"Did you see that? That’s how powerful Desmond is. He easily surpassed the limit and advanced to the next level. Can someone like you do that?" Gianna gloated.
"What’s the point of being fast when internal energy is more important for a martial artist? You should understand how different we are now, right?" Desmond clasped his hands behind his back haughtily and snorted.
Although he was drained, he still needed to put on a front.
"Different?" Dustin was amused.
"I haven’t even started yet. What are you bragging about?"
Desmond scoffed.
"Turning the crystal ball golden is the best someone can do. Do you still think you can beat me?"
"We won’t know unless we try." Dustin placed his hand on the crystal ball.
"What a fool!"
"Why does he even bother acting? He’ll just embarrass himself!"
The rest of the people smirked. But their smug smiles quickly disappeared.
A low hum rang out as Dustin channeled his internal energy into the crystal ball. Instantly, the entire ball turned black. Soon, it turned silver, then gold.
It only took him a few seconds to change the crystal ball from white to gold. The crowd was even more shocked to see how relaxed Dustin seemed.
It was a stark comparison to Desmond, who had been sweating buckets by the time the crystal ball turned gold.
Just then, the crystal ball began to vibrate again. A red streak began to appear amidst the gold. Like blood, it quickly spread throughout the ball, turning the entire thing red.
It was obvious that Dustin was much stronger than average!
"I-it turned red? How is this possible?" The alliance staff was astonished.
Others might not understand this, but he did. Only a semi-Grandmaster and beyond could turn the crystal ball red.
Dustin must be insanely talented to reach the level of a semi-Grandmaster despite being in his twenties.
The red crystal ball exploded before the worker could get over the shock. It seemed to have reached its limit. The worker was dumbfounded by the sight.
Everyone was stunned when the crystal ball shattered into pieces. Their smiles disappeared and were replaced by looks of dismay and astonishment.
Everyone had assumed Desmond would win since he had turned the crystal ball golden. They never imagined that beyond turning golden; it could turn red.
What shocked them more was that Dustin had channeled so much excess internal energy after turning the crystal ball red that it exploded.
Just how much internal energy did he have to do that?
Everyone was speechless.