With a single palm strike, Stanley smashed the wheelchair in front of him into pieces.

Chantelle gasped and stumbled backward in fear.

Then, Stanley's body expanded, swelling with raw power as a brutal energy radiated off him. As the sound of tearing flesh echoed through the air, pain twisted across his face.

His fists clenched tight, and his frame swelled again, growing broader and more bear-like by the second. His shirt split open at the seams, shredded completely by the violent bulge of his muscles.

Tiana had initially intended to charge straight into the man-made lake to support Andrew. However, she was forced to stop and pivot, stepping before Chantelle to shield her.

With a fierce roar, she punched through the air straight at Stanley.

Tiana's strike carried the devastating might of a martial king and slammed directly into Stanley's forehead. If it were any regular martial artist, their skull would have been crushed.

Yet, Stanley did not even budge an inch. He smirked with disdain and growled, "Holtrien warriors are nothing but worms. Die already!"

His voice was more beast than man as he stepped forward and launched a heavy punch at Tiana. Compared to his massive fist, she looked tiny.

look down on Holtrien martial artists all you want, but you picked

punch. Letting out a sharp cry, she

landed, her

feel like flesh-it felt like

king, her hand began to throb with

"Get out of my way!

scream that echoed like a thunderclap. He unleashed a storm

The marble statues and ancient stonework were

dodge

punch square to the chest. Her body trembled, and blood surged up her throat, nearly bursting out. Yet, she forced it back down, skidding across the

coming to a halt.

Jerry and the others shouted in

and pulling the trigger of her

next moment, something absolutely

gentle massage to me now!" Stanley sneered coldly as he simply raised his arm to protect his

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