He had imagined countless scenarios of his own defeat.
But he had never thought he would lose so utterly, so absurdly.
His opponent, relying on nothing but his physical body, had crushed his strongest attack without a scratch.
After shattering the phantom giant axe, Li Wen's figure vanished like a ghost.
Kro's pupils contracted. His combat instincts screamed at him to defend.
But the thought had barely formed when an unstoppable force descended upon him.
Li Wen's figure appeared less than a foot in front of him.
It was that same fair right hand, clenched into a fist.
No fancy moves, no fluctuations of Law—just an ordinary punch thrown forward.
Fast! Impossibly fast!
It surpassed the limits of Kro's reaction time!
"BOOM!"
A deep, muffled boom resounded.
Kro's sturdy body was like it had been hit head-on by a supernova. He didn't even have time to scream.
In that instant, he was obliterated by that pure, absurdly tyrannical physical power.
