Patrick Ivory had clearly lost his patience, his massive Inner Strength backing him up, putting him in an unbeatable spot.
A whirlwind swirled around him, with huge waves of energy that packed devastating force.
A dragon's head started forming on his fist.
My forehead was soaked with fine sweat, and my face looked even paler.
With my current condition, there was no way I could take this punch!
"Patrick Ivory, stop!" Dimitri Brynlee yelled.
Patrick shot a cold look at Dimitri Brynlee and said, "Old man, after I kill Mason Raymond, you're next!"
Since he'd already made a name as a master killer, Patrick decided to tear off the mask, ready to go all-out!
"Patrick Ivory, I won't let you succeed!" Dimitri Brynlee stepped up, and his aura burst out fast!
"Fool!" Patrick sneered and threw a punch right away!
Dimitri Brynlee didn't dare mess around and quickly used his Absolute Beginning Sacred Fist to block the punch!
"Boom!"
