An Understated Dominance (Maria Vittori) novel Chapter 2133

"Hah! You worthless punk! How dare you be so arrogant!" Jimmy sneered, looking contemptuous.

He continued, "You can't even lift a ten-thousand-pound cauldron. How dare you propose to lift a 50-thousand-pound cauldron? Stop bragging!"

"Jimmy, since he wants to lift the 50-thousand-pound cauldron, let him," Krel chimed in. "Move it in front of him. Let's see what he's capable of!"

He thought Dustin was just looking for excuses to scare off Jimmy with the 50-thousand-pound cauldron.

"Okay! Then I'll show my power again! Let this punk know he can't lift it!" Jimmy said enthusiastically.

As he spoke, he lifted the ten-thousand-pound cauldron back to the original place, then turned to the judge. "I want to challenge the 50-thousand-pound cauldron!"

"Contestant 844 has failed to lift it. Are you sure you want to challenge the 50-thousand-pound cauldron?" the judge asked.

The cauldron-lifting test had certain risks, especially if the martial artist with insufficient strength tried to lift it. It would lead to burst circulatory pathways and serious injuries.

Contestant 844 was the bloody example.

"I'm Boulderthorn's elite disciple! How can I be compared to that man? Just watch my performance!" Jimmy was brimming with confidence.

"Since you're confident, let's begin." The judge didn't say much and took a step aside.

Jimmy adjusted his breathing, then walked straight to the 50-thousand-pound cauldron. It was nearly nine feet tall. The handle was out of reach, so he had to lift it from the base.

As before, he spit into his hands, then crouched down and held the bottom of the cauldron.

"Up!" he shouted, lifting the cauldron with all his explosive strength. His feet sank slightly due to the pressure, leaving two footprints on the ground.

Jimmy was slender and wasn't built for strength, so he was at a disadvantage in this test.

"Aren't you going to move the 50-thousand-pound cauldron to me? You can't move it? Do you want me to help you?" Dustin said with a meaningful smile.

"I-I'm not in a good condition today! I haven't eaten enough! I'm exhausted! Otherwise, I would be able to lift it!" Jimmy said.

His pride was at stake. He couldn't give in, or he would look more embarrassed.

"You haven't eaten enough?" Dustin said, raising an eyebrow. His eyes glinted mischievously. "You're just not good enough, aren't you? How about I give you a chance to eat something and try again?"

"You—" Jimmy's face reddened, and he shouted angrily, "You punk! Don't be too arrogant! Go on and do it if you can! If you can't, stop talking nonsense!"

He didn't believe that Dustin could lift the cauldron. Even he couldn't do it, so how could an unknown person with no sect perform such feats?