The prince's hall shook violently and the stage started to creak.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The punches from the world's strongest level 9 landed on the barrier without mercy. With each strike, the bright blue barrier dimmed a little.
The sheer aftermath of the punches sent Charles flying all the way to the end of the stage.
Every time he clenched his fists, Evander created a small hurricane. Facing such a scene, even the toughest of men would despair.
But his opponent didn't even spare him a glance.
"S-Si…Sia!" Varian muttered like a broken record as he collapsed on his knees and stretched his hands towards Sia.
His hand though…it refused to even approach her. Varian began to feel a strong repulsion from his hand.
"Fucking dammit!" Varian hated his body more and more.
Fortunately, his telekinetic power could touch her, and using it, he carefully held Sia from falling down.