Chapter 478

However, comparatively, Dustin's fist was much smaller than Flint's.

"You're asking for it!" Flint snorted coldly. He exerted more force in hi

s arm, his internal energy surging out from his body.

There was a loud explosion as the two men's fists collided with each othe

r.

Dustin stood there

without budging an inch. Cracks began forming beneath his feet. On the ot

her hand, the moment their fists crashed into each other, Flint let out a

grunt. He flew backward, slamming against the wall heavily, leaving a cr

ater in his wake.

The arm that he used to throw the punch was dripping with blood, and his

bones were shattered. He couldn't move anymore. After two seconds, he fin

ally couldn't hold back anymore and coughed up a mouthful of blood. His b

ody began to crumple slowly, sliding down the wall like wet mud.

"How is that possible?!" Duncan was stunned by

what happened. Although Flint wasn't as strong as Cobalt, he was still ra

nked thirteen on the Hundred Immortals. However, a figure as powerful as

that had been sent flying from a single punch by Dustin.

Was that punk that strong?

"Hmm?" Seeing the severely injured Flint, Cobalt couldn't help but frown.

He thought his appearance would merely be a formality; he didn't think h

e'd encounter a skilled fighter.

If he could defeat his son with one punch, then that man was not any weak

er than him. He had to take this seriously now.

"Young man, you're quite skilled. May I ask who your teacher is?"

To have such power at such a young age, he must be from a famous guild in

the martial arts world. If this man were someone he couldn't afford to p

iss off, then he'd be in trouble, so he'd better ask first.

"I do not belong to any guild," Dustin answered indifferently.

"You don't belong to any guild?" Cobalt's eyes widened. If that was the c

ase, then it was very scary. "Young man, I think you're a talent. I don't

want to slaughter you, so if you apologize to Duncan today, I'll let thi

ngs go. How does that sound?" Cobalt said lightly.

As a veteran in the world of martial arts, he naturally had his own life

philosophy. If he didn't know his opponent's background, he'd better not

let things get ugly if he could avoid it.

"Master Sander, what are you

saying? I want you to break his legs, not ask him for a simple apology!"

Duncan frowned, upset.

"Are you telling me what to do?" Coball's face turned icy. "Just because

I owe you a small favor, I have to give my life for you?"

Duncan wore a dark expression, but he didn't dare retort.

Cobalt turned back to Duncan. "Young man, what do you say?"

"An apology is no problem, of course. However, he owes me an apology, not

the other way around," Dustin said with a slight smile.

"Huh?" Cobalt's eyebrows wrinkled. "Young man, I'm already making a conce

ssion. Don't take an inch and ask for a mile. You may come from an extrao

rdinary background, but I'm no average Joe either. I'm sure you've heard

of the Hill family, one of the Tremendous Three. I was formerly their fam

ily's fighter!"

"The Hill family?" Dustin couldn't disguise his surprise when he heard th

is.

"It seems like you know the power of the Hill family. In that case, let b

oth parties take a step back and remain cordial. Or else, this serves no

one any good," Cobalt said.

"Since you were the Hill family's fighter, I'm sure you recognize this,"

Dustin said, taking out an emerald badge.

"The Consultant Badge?!' The moment Cobalt saw the badge, his expression

changed. Then, under the shocked gazes of everyone, he fell to one knee,

kneeling on the floor with a thud.