The Storm

'Level 1?' Kiernan moved into his defensive style. 'Intriguing.'

"Haaaa!"

With blood pumping strength into every muscle, Tyler let out a howling cry, and then when his strength was about to explode, he launched himself forward with a speed that he hadn't been capable of before.

The strength was beyond the ordinary capabilities of Middle Stage Martial Fighter!

At the current moment, there was barely a couple of people in the entire nationals that could be able to put up a good challenge!

"Iron Style, Iron Palm!"

With a palm of his hand, Kiernan smashed Tyler's face with incredible force, knocking him to the ground.

With blood spurting from his nose, Tyler gritted his teeth, and jumped back to his feet.

With a loud scream, he charged at Kiernan and started throwing red-fisted punches.

He wasn't holding back in a single punch!

"Rendering Edge!" Kiernan redirected the punches away and stood like a mighty fortress.