Chapter: 969

"See? There’s no way Terry would lose. He was just holding himself back." The smiles returned to Gordon, Zeke, and Zoey’s faces when they found an excuse they could use.

"As expected of my son, he left a card up his sleeve. He’ll win now." Phil let out a relieved sigh now that the manuscript seemed safe.

"It seems like Dustin will be in trouble again." Natasha and Ruth’s expressions turned grave once more. They never thought that Terry might be hiding his true strength.

"Much better…" After removing his burdens, Terry began stretching, and a confident smile returned to his face.

"To be able to force me to use my full strength, you should be proud to lose to me."

It took Terry three years to get to where he was, so it was finally time to see the fruits of his labor.

"Don’t speak too soon. This doesn’t change anything." Dustin shook his head.

"You still don’t seem to understand the situation right now. Without those weights, my speed and power will greatly increase. I’ll even let you in on a secret. Fist fights aren’t my forte-swords are!" Terry opened his palm, and a sword that a servant had been holding onto flew into his palm, instantly strengthening his aura to the point that those standing blocks away could feel it.

"My sword is unbreakable, and today, you’ll have the honor of dying from it. You should be proud!" Terry tightened his grip on the hilt before he sprang toward Dustin, his speed so fast that the naked eye couldn’t follow up and left an after-image.

"He’s so quick!" The audience was startled.

The average martial artist could no longer catch sight of his blade due to its speed, but its murderous quality was enough to frighten them.

"You’re dead meat!" With the aid of his sword, Terry was unstoppable.

Right before the tip of the sword could piece through Dustin’s chest, two fingers reached out to pinch the blade, bringing Terry’s attack to a halt. Instantly, whatever murderous aura there was vanished.

"What?" Terry was astounded to see that his attack had been stopped. After taking off the weights, his strength and speed would have multiplied tremendously. And to win against Dustin, he even exposed his greatest weapon, his sword. All of this was to ensure his victory against Dustin. However, despite going at Dustin at full force, the latter managed to stop his attack with nothing. but two fingers!

Was Dustin even human?

"I-impossible!" Terry’s eyes widened as he lost his mind. He began swinging his sword at Dustin nonstop, and the force whipped the air in the arena, causing dust to engulf the place.

Terry’s continuous blows brought more gouges to the ground until the floor resembled a spider web.

"Die! You have to die!" Terry roared. His attacks picked up speed and became more lethal.

Dustin, who was unfazed by the onslaught, dodged and avoided Terry’s attacks by twisting his upper body. His feet were still firmly planted on the ground. He would only block attacks with his hands when there was nowhere for him to dodge.

The battle in the ring was getting more intense, yet the audience was completely befuddled.

Due to Terry and Dustin’s high speed, all they could see were shadows and after-images of the two of them. And because of how dangerous Terry’s sword aura was to regular martial artists, the crowd had no choice but to scuttle backward and watch the battle from afar.

"Claudia, I can’t see anything. Can you?" Maggie struggled to identify the two men.