A Spar With Billy

"Keuk!"

Billy winced the moment he felt something land on his stomach.

The fist carried so much force that he could already feel a heavy wind pressure before it even touched him.

Fortunately, he had been fast enough to take a step backward, so that mitigated the blow by a considerable degree.

'A-ahh…!'

Billy did his best not to clutch his stomach despite the burning sensation that now swirled on it.

It stung him, to say the least, but he endured the pain.

He also tried to hide his downright shock, but Billy failed woefully at that.

His bloodshot eyes were glued to Rey, who had resumed his standby stance—almost as if prepared to deliver another volley.

'D-did Rey just land a hit… on me?'

Sure, Billy was already aware that he wasn't using any Skills, but his Stats were meant to be superior.

How was Rey able to do something like that?!