An Understated Dominance (Maria Vittori) novel Chapter 2135

If the ten-thousand-pound cauldron hit an ordinary martial artist, he would probably die on the spot.

However, Krel remained calm, facing the falling cauldron without dodging or showing any fear. It was as if it were of no concern to him.

It wasn't until it was about to hit his head that he slowly stretched out a hand, easily lifting the ten-thousand-pound cauldron.

After the cauldron fell slightly, he held it midair with one hand.

Judging from his calm demeanor, it seemed as if he was holding cotton instead of a ten-thousand-pound cauldron.

"Look, he's lifting the cauldron with one hand! Krel, you're awesome!" Jimmy clapped wildly and almost jumped with excitement.

"Holy shit! This guy held the cauldron up with one hand? He's too strong!"

"There are many people who can lift a ten-thousand-pound cauldron, but he's undoubtedly the best I've ever seen!"

"It's Divine Strength! He's amazing!"

All the martial artists couldn't help but marvel at Krel's stunning performance. They couldn't stop talking about it.

He could hold the cauldron with one hand while swatting it away, which wasn't something ordinary people could do.

He either had Divine Strength or was very powerful. It could even be both. But no matter what it was, his performance amazed everyone.

"As expected of Krel, he's indeed amazing!" Melissa breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Krel's actions were incredibly risky when he stood motionless under the cauldron. He would have gotten crushed if the cauldron hit him by mistake. Thank goodness that it was just a false alarm.

"Punk! Did you see Krel's strength? That's the power of the chief senior disciple of Boulderthorn's Forsakenstriders!"

Upon hearing that, the spectators' expressions began to change.

A ten-thousand-pound cauldron could already crush someone to death, let alone a 50-thousand-pound one.

If it smashed Dustin, it might break his bones. If he dared to catch it, there'd only be one outcome—his body would be broken into pieces!

Krel was setting a trap for Dustin. If Dustin agreed, it would be a one-way ticket to an early grave.

"Punk! Weren't you so confident before? Why are you saying nothing now? Make a bet with Krel if you dare! Let's see how capable you are!" Jimmy raised his chin and started to provoke Dustin.

Dustin had only two choices—back down or fight to the death.

If he chose the former, Jimmy could humiliate and embarrass him. If he chose the latter, that was better—he would get crushed and die.