The sound of repeated punches echoed through Flavium.
Everyone fell silent, listening intently. The noise wouldn't have been audible if they had been loud, but now, in this eerie quiet, it resonated.
Unlike the strikes from previous battles, the punches in this match weren't loud enough to demand attention amid chaos. Yet, each punch carried an intensity far greater than anything before.
In the arena, Xuefeng and Francis clashed with raw strength, exchanging blows with all their might. They used no tricks or special techniques—just pure, relentless force.
It wasn't an evenly matched fight. Xuefeng landed far more hits on Francis than he received. Yet, the battle didn't feel dominated by Xuefeng.
"Damn it... why am I, the strong one, forced to fight like this?"
It had been ten years since he was brutally beaten by his older brother. Since that day, he had never allowed an opponent to land hits on him so easily. But now—
BAM! CRACK!
