Getting into the arena, Paragon fearlessly faced Zar.
At the start of the fight, Zar quickly attacked, intending to take him down swiftly.
However, seeing through the assault, Paragon slightly dodged, countering with a punch to Zar's face.
Bang!
"You've already used this move before. Don't underestimate me," Paragon said coldly.
"Oh?"
Not believing Paragon's words, Zar repeated his attack.
Yet, what greeted him was a sharp kick to the stomach, sending him flying.
Cough~ Cough~
"Is this all you're capable of? A brute who only knows how to punch and kick?"
Watching Zar closely, Paragon analyzed every move—his patterns, skills, and habits—integrating them all into his mind.
To Paragon, repeating the same tactics was no different than fighting a losing battle.
"Hehe, you're powerful!"
Despite being struck twice, Zar felt his blood boil with excitement.
