Ethan’s voice had barely faded when he twisted his waist and swung a sharp whip kick across Rex’s face.
Rex’s body skidded several meters along the ground, leaving a long trail in the dirt. His left cheek swelled grotesquely, and blood poured from his mouth.
“Argh!!”
Rex let out a furious roar. His upper body suddenly expanded, muscles bulging as his clothes tore apart with sharp rips.
Ethan stared in shock as Rex rose again from the ground.
The man was already huge, but now he looked like a moving iron tower.
Impossible—the silver needle I struck into his meridian should’ve immobilized him.
This guy was definitely not an ordinary man.
“Ethan Blake!” Rex’s voice was guttural, almost beastly. “I’m not crippling you anymore—I’m taking your life!”
It was the first time in his career
