My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness by Autumn Rain

The pain from his severed finger was nothing compared to the raging fury that filled Tyler.

He was the top prodigy in Grayvale. He was undefeated among the younger generation of martial artists. How could he tolerate it when someone had cut off his finger?

In a fit of rage, he intended to cripple Dustin in front of everyone, especially in front of Allison.

A powerful burst of pure energy emanated from his body as he threw a punch at Dustin's face.

The punch was filled with overwhelming force, and one could almost hear it roar.

'Thornton family's Strike of Beasts is renowned for its power! I wonder if this Fustin guy can withstand even one of Tyler's punches...'

That was the thought of many in the crowd, including Henry, who was not sure what to expect either.

He had personally experienced the terrifying power of Tyler's Strike of Beasts. It was formidable.

The young prodigies of Grayvale wore cold smirks and were eager to see Dustin get crushed by Tyler's iron fist. It would restore their dignity. "Tyler, you've gone too far!" Allison shouted angrily.

Dustin raised his hand to gently push her aside to make sure she would not be hurt.

At that moment, Tyler was right in front of him.

With one hand protecting Allison, Dustin casually reached out his other hand and formed a fist, which met Tyler's punch with a light and effortless blow. Tyler's strength lay in his punches, and to the crowd, it looked like Dustin was walking straight into his doom. Some looked at him in disdain.

Tyler's face turned cold, and his gaze was full of contempt.

Boom!

two fists collided and created a shockwave that exploded with a

the noise lasted

Bam!

was sent flying backward like a cannonball. The speed was so fast that it left afterimages in

way, but the momentum of his flight

mocking smiles, slowly looked shocked and confused. Was

seen

people even rubbed their

single exchange

How could this happen?

Strike of Beasts

thirty feet before finally landing on the floor, but his momentum still would not come

was pale and blood trickled down the corner of his mouth. His eyes shone with disbelief, and his face was frozen in shock and fury. When their fists collided, he felt a terrifying power surge through

punch had severely wounded Tyler. It would take him

lost..." He could hardly

he lost, but he also had lost in such

a pale and grim

are you a Martial Saint?" he

words, the entire room fell into a stunned

outcome of the punch had

was a ninth-grade

Tyler himself, it