"Piss off!", said Maine who had the highest power level among the group. He threw a couple of punches that rolled in a row and four burly men were blown away.
However, one of them had only been pushed back three steps, and even though the clothing over his chests were all ripped apart, but he wasn't hurt at all.
Seeing that, Maine's pupil narrowed, "...Iron Skin Combat art!"
The guy had a square face and a huge mouth. Standing at two meters tall, his back was always hunched. His massive chest muscles were like two high mountains raised up from the ground and strong like iron. It also seemed to flash a vague dark navy color, no where close to a normal human body.
"Haha, I specialize in the Iron skin combat art. Years and years of practicing everyday caused my skin and bones to be as tough as bronze and iron. As long as I have stamina, I am invincible!"
"Die!"
