Dexter Blair was enveloped in a dark-colored luminescence, the result of some technique he had cast.
It was like a layer of armor, tightly attached to his body.
For an instant, Dexter Blair's flesh had become formidable countless times, his strength even more drastically surged!
Seeing this, Ethan Smith couldn't help but curve up a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
"You want to compete in physical strength with me? How reckless can you be?" Ethan Smith's body was shimmering in golden light, and he was laughing coldly.
Both of them were similarly glimmering in light; their bodies had, at this moment, reached the extreme.
"They all say that Ethan Smith's flesh is unmatched in the world, and today we can finally witness it with our own eyes." Ricardo Bowman and others at a short distance away spoke indifferently.
"I am also interested to see if Ethan Smith's flesh is as strong as the legends claim."
