Ethan Smith hooked his finger and said, "Come on."
"Alright! In that case, I shall comply!" Frederick Cohen erupted with a terrifying crimson radiance.
Meanwhile, Edward Green dashed hundreds of meters away, fearing to be affected by the blast.
Ethan Smith put his hands behind his back, intending to endure the punch.
"Here I come!" Frederick Cohen roared and swooshed toward Ethan Smith!
The incredible speed even tore through the air, and a pair of iron fists containing immense power fiercely smashed towards Ethan's chest!
The gusts of wind blew Ethan's white hair, and the pair of fists fiercely struck his chest!
"Clang!"
An extremely crisp sound echoed!
This time, Ethan retreated two steps!
However, what shocked everyone was that he still had no trace of injury on his body!
"How is this possible!" Frederick Cohen's eyes widened like copper bells!
He couldn't believe his own fists, thinking there must be a problem with his body.
"As expected." Ethan murmured softly.