"Damn it! Kid, you sure are cocky!"
The man tore off his tank top and smiled at Julius Reed: "You've riled up my passion!"
"Then I'll just have to extinguish your passion."
As he spoke, Julius Reed sprinted on his feet and quickly charged at the man!
"I'll let you hit first!"
The man laughed out loud, puffing out his chest: "It's been so long since I felt this good! Kid, even if you beat me, I won't kill you! Such a fine seedling, it would be a pity!"
Whoosh!
Thud!
As soon as the words left his mouth, the whole person was sent flying backward, kneeling on the ground while spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Sorry, but you'll have to be able to beat me before you say that again."
Julius Reed dusted his pants and walked step by step toward the man.
"My name is Fox Miller, what's yours?"
The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and slowly walked toward Julius Reed.
