Chapter 317

An eerie silence hung over the scene. The spectators were wide-eyed

at the sight of Tatum's lifeless body on the ground. They struggled to

make sense of the outcome, as it was totally out of their expectations.

They had assumed that Dustin would be defeated when Tatum used his

signature attack. To their shock, Dustin sent Tatum flying with a slap.

It was a sight that no one would have believed unless they saw it for

themselves. They could not help but wonder about the reason behind the

Fanatic Blade's shameful loss. Was it a momentary slip-up, or was Dustin

simply too powerful?

"Heavens! Did I see it wrong? Was Tatum… defeated?"

"A sight that was unseen and unheard of!"

After moments of utter silence, the audience exploded in a raucous

chatter, punctuated by exclamations and expressions of shock,

astonishment, confusion, and disbelief. No one had expected that the

Fanatic Blade, one of the Heavenly Immortals, had been taken down by

Dustin. "T-that's impossible. How did that little rascal beat Tatum? He

must have pulled off some fishy tricks!" Brody shook his head furiously,

refusing to believe in the outcome. Meanwhile, Luther frowned grimly.

"He's really a freak."

On the other hand, Abby and the others were too stunned beyond speech

at the result. "This can't be right! Is Tatum defeated?"

"Is that Dustin's real capability? He's really extraordinary!"

Maximus looked on with admiration.. No one else could send the Fanatic

Blade flying across the air.

"Aagh!" At that moment, Tatum suddenly let out a feral roar, and his

body shot up from the ground. In stark contrast to his confidence and

arrogance from before, he was transformed into a wild beast that was

provoked.

"Oh! He woke up! He's indeed one of the Heavenly Immortals-" Dustin

was surprised by Tatum's comeback. Even martial artists who achieved

divinity would fall unconscious for half a day after Dustin's slap.

"You jerk! You're done for! I'll tear you into pieces today!" Tatum

bellowed, his eyes looking angry and crazed. As the ace of the Royal

Valor and a formidable martial artist ranked as a Heavenly Immortal, he

had never experienced this degree of humiliation. Imagine getting slapped

and collapsing onto the ground in front of countless pairs of eyes!

"Someone get me my brass ring saber!" He turned around and yelled.

Almost immediately, two men showed up carrying a weapon that was five

feet long. It was heavy, thick, and wide, too difficult to be lifted by

the average martial artist, not to mention waving it around.

"Great! Tatum is finally getting serious!" Brody had a look of joy on

his face as he felt calmer. There was a reason Tatum received the

nickname Fanatic Blade. Tatum had two signature techniques, the first

being Poseidon Punches, which was good for offensive and defensive play,

and it was unpredictable as well. His second technique was the Blade of

Gale!

Rumors had it that once put in action, the Blade of Gale would render

an area barren. In comparison to the punches, the Blade of Gale was more

aggressive and ruthless, like a gust of

strong wind that blasted away all the leaves in its path, powerful

and unstoppable!

"He should have used the blade from the start. A predator still needs

to give it its all, even if it's going after small prey." Luther sighed

in relief, knowing that having the blade made a world of

difference for Tatum.

"I almost forgot that Tatum is the best in his blade technique.

Dustin is in trouble now." Ralph narrowed his eyes and seemed pensive.

"Hmph! Tatum must have lost the round earlier because he was

careless. Now that he's getting serious, he can take down ten Dustin

Rhys!" Abby tossed her head back as though she had regained her

confidence again.

"Fuck! He agreed to a bare-handed fight, but he decided to get his

blade all of a sudden. He's shameless!"