"Hey, I'll ask again, what the fuck are you doing?" I raised my eyebrows as I confronted him.
I saw his stats before, and while they were impressive for a human, he was no gifted individual. So, the shockwaves generated by his punch were a bit unexpected.
Ignoring my question, he tightened his grip on his other fist, his muscles tensing with power. With a swift movement, he unleashed a barrage of punches.
BAM!
BAM!
BAM!
The onslaught continued, each punch landing with bone-crushing impact, capable of killing a normal human in one blow.
But to me, his punches felt more like a gentle massage on my face.I found myself yawning, utterly unaffected by his futile attempts.
This was the advantage of having overwhelming stats. My base body alone, without any enhancement or protection from my abilities, could withstand even a blow from a rocket launcher.
