A bitter fight awaited Ryan and the Old Man. As they were familiar with each other's style, they could easily block the other party's attack with ease.
"Your hand is as hard before," Ryan commented when the Old Man blocked his attack using his hand.
"You should know that I have higher physical strength compared with normal people."
"I know."
Separating themselves, they moved back a few steps. It took a split second for them to launch themselves towards one another once more, attacking the other party heavily. Rain of blows reached either side as they were able to guess the direction and the plan of one another swiftly.
Neither side wanted this fight, but they had to fight.
"Old Man, you're still only using your fist blindly."
"You too, only swinging your bat like a fool," the Old Man retorted.
Bam!
