Chapter: 972
"Holy smokes! Balerno’s martial art genius and the thirteenth person on The Heavenly Immortals lost to a nobody?"
"Who the hell is that guy? How was he able to injure Mr. Terry? That’s insane!"
There was an uproar as everyone stared at Dustin like he was a monster. Although it was hard for them to come to terms with the fact that Terry had lost, what they saw wasn’t a lie. Terry had been completely destroyed!
"I-impossible! There’s no way Terry would lose to that guy. My eyes must be deceiving me!" Maggie shook her head and rubbed her eyes, trying to deny what she saw. She refused to believe that a mere nobody had taken down the genius in their family.
"When did he become so strong?" Claudia’s eyes widened in shock. She thought that Dustin was just a normal Divine-level martial artist who could only defeat someone of Bennet’s caliber. Instead, he had completely triumphed over Terry. Had she been looking down on the wrong person this entire time?
"H-he won? How is that possible?" Gordon was aghast, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"He actually survived!" Zeke was sweating buckets now.
"He wasn’t bluffing." Zoey gulped, unable to remain calm.
"Natasha wasn’t wrong. He is different." Adriana mumbled to herself, her eyes fixed on Dustin.
"H-he won? Our leader won?" After getting over the shock, Nelson leaped up and began hugging his men. From now on, their gang was going to become more powerful than ever!
"Sis, he won! Dustin won!" Ruth cheered excitedly.
"Of course, he did. There’s no way my man would lose." Natasha’s shock turned to pride, and she lifted her head haughtily. All she hoped for was for Dustin to come back to her safely, but she never imagined he would give her such a big surprise.
"I knew there was more to that guy." Hector smiled, relieved. Although he was sure that Dustin came prepared, it was still difficult to defeat Terry.
"I-impossible! How did my son lose?" Phil was devastated. He spun around and looked at Paul, "Sir Paul, didn’t you say that my son had a ninety percent chance of winning? How did things come to this?"
"I think you misunderstood something here," Paul responded calmly.
"I said Dustin had a ninety percent chance of winning. Your son only had ten."
"What?" Phil stiffened. It turned out that everything had been in his head. Still, he couldn’t understand or accept how a nobody like Dustin was able to defeat his son, who was a genius.
"Mr. Doyle, thank you for Tempest of the Eighteen Swords’," Hector suddenly said, causing Phil’s face to darken.
Phil thought that today’s battle would work in their favor by boosting their reputation. However, not only had his son lost the battle, he also lost their family heirloom. It was a devastating loss!
Dustin’s victory also taught everyone something. There was always someone far stronger than you, even if you were the strongest person around. Also, from today onward, Balerno martial arts. would see a dark horse, someone more talented and stronger than Terry.
"Useless fools!" Tyler Grant, who stood amidst the audience wearing a mask, humphed and walked away. He hid his identity because he thought he’d get to see an amusing show, yet Terry had been. useless and couldn’t even defeat a pretty boy like Dustin. It was such a waste of time!
Back at the wreckage, Dustin looked at Terry below him and reminded, "You’ve lost. Remember what I said earlier? Your family better stay out of my way from now on." He turned to walk off the stage.