The fist hadn't landed yet, but I could already feel its wind approaching me.
Turner Keira's terrifying Inner Strength crashed toward me like a collapsing mountain and surging sea. My face tensed with seriousness. In reality, I was merely a beginner Master, nowhere near the level of a Grandmaster like Turner.
Confronting such an experienced Grandmaster put immense pressure on me.
"Boom!"
I clenched my fist and met his attack head-on. The powerful collision sent dust flying everywhere around us.
Nearby street vendors scattered further away, terrified of getting caught in our dangerous exchange.
As the dust settled, a faint blue glow enveloped my fist, appearing somewhat sinister in the darkness.
"Oh?" Turner Keira raised his eyebrows slightly.
"An Inner Strength Master dares to resist my punch?" His voice carried astonishment.
My heart sank deeper. Without my spiritual power's protection, that punch would have shattered my bones completely.
