Chapter 25: Kill the Iron Fist

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“Just give up already, kid,”   Dain told Arth whose face was now beaten up.   I only blocked a couple of hits from him but his attacks are getting much stronger. Is he already using his trump card? Arth thought as he was holding his wound on his waist. It was bleeding again because it got hit earlier by another punch from Dain.   “I never knew you would’ve used your empyreal ability this early,” Arth said as he wiped the blood on his lips.   “Oh, so you figured it out, huh? Bingo, you’ve got great eyes,” Dain praised as he clapped his hands. “R-Combo… that’s my ability. The power damage of my attacks keeps on growing every time my fists land a hit on my opponent. So even if you keep on blocking my punches, you won’t last for long, kid.”   This is bad… blocking is the only opti

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