With a grunt, Tiger Drake spat out blood, his face a mask of terror as he struggled to his feet with great difficulty.
"Who are you?! How... how can you possess such strength!"
Just the protective aura alone was enough to cause him internal injuries.
To him, this was beyond monstrous.
However, Darius Blackwood didn't respond directly. Instead, he adopted a stance all too familiar to Tiger Drake.
"Who I am is irrelevant," he stated coolly.
"But this is not how you practice Eight Extremes Fist!"
In the next instant, Darius's figure appeared right in front of Tiger Drake.
Bending forward, lifting the hip, and then a kick. "Iron... Iron Mountain Lean!"
Tiger Drake cried out in disbelief, his whole body numb.
How could he know this move?!
The immense force sent Tiger Drake flying as
