You're Blocking The Way (3)

"Damn it. What move is this? Let go of me quickly!" the middle-aged man roared in anger. He tried his best to break free from the black mystic power binding him, but he couldn't break free at all…

"You've been jumping around for long enough. It's time to calm down," Freak said lightly. Then he used his favorite fist attack again. He clenched his fist tightly and hit the middle-aged man…

Soon, the middle-aged man was beaten into a bloody person. Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded when they saw Freak's violent means. They were all mystics, so they knew very well that no mystics would give up on using mystics skills and use physical attacks in melee. Uh! This was absolutely not the thinking of a normal mystic. At this moment, Freak had been gloriously included in their abnormal range.

Time passed slowly…

Freak was also a little tired from fighting, so he sat down on the arena and said, "I'm tired. I'll rest before I continue fighting."