Blaine Pitts was an immovable mass, his punches even more relentless!
The fierce gust of wind from his punch felt like a biting blade cutting into your skin!
Facing such a powerful attack, Ethan Smith did not dodge or hide, but instead, raised his hand and met it head-on!
A thunderous "clang" resounded!
After the collision of their fists, an astonishing scene unfolded!
Ethan Smith's body was sent flying away like a kite with a broken string!
Blood spurted from his mouth! He seemed incredibly weak in an instant!
"Mr. Smith!" cried Conrad Schroeder, quickly running over to him.
Supporting Ethan Smith, he asked anxiously, "Mr. Smith, are you okay?"
There was not a trace of panic on Ethan Smith's face, he only had a subtle smile.
"Is this the King of Chuzzle? Truly laughable!" sneered Blaine Pitts.
Reginald Tucker shook his head, too.
It seemed the so-called experts of the Chuzzle area weren't all that great.
