"Kid, daring to fight me, you really don't know whether you're dead or alive!"
Tanner, snarling, also raised a palm and went for the attack!
Seeing Lionel Yeager confronting Emmitt Tanner's palm with his own, everyone present stared in amazement as if they'd been struck dumb!
This kid didn't ask for help from Nash Macklin, instead, he took the shot himself. How is this different from seeking death?
"Mr. Yeager, don't do it!"
Sarah Warren exclaimed in alarm.
"Little brother, don't mess around!"
Nash Macklin shouted in surprise as well.
In an instant!
Bang!
Yeager's palm collided heavily with Tanner's!
Both palms collided, creating a deafening thunderous explosion, as if a bomb had gone off!
The violent energy waves spread in all directions like a passing typhoon!
The tables and chairs around them were instantly blasted into smithereens!
The steel ground beneath their feet even tore open with cracks!
