The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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Chapter 890 Only Can be Admired, Impossible to Surpass

Franco's punch was brutal.

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It froze the attention of every elite trainee in the arena their expressions filled with shock and awe.

The shockwave from the strike sent ripples through the air, its power and intensity palpable even from several yards away.

Bill, who was so close, froze in place in that instant.

The sheer force of the punch left him paralyzed with shock.

In that split second between life and death, he had no chance to resist or dodge.

All he could do was watch in helpless horror as the punch sped toward his face with unstoppable force.

At that moment, his mind was filled with nothing but the overwhelming sense of impending doom.

The deafening roar of the fist cutting through the air was enough to shatter anyone's resolve, its power enough to break a person in an instant.

The shockwave from the punch slammed into Bill's already wavering body, leaving him no way to escape.

If that punch landed on his face, the outcome was unimaginable.

All the elite trainees watching from the stands held their breath, their eyes fixed on the scene.

The Franco standing in the arena was no longer the frail, elderly man he once was.

He now appeared like a fierce, descending tiger pouncing on its prey!

In the blink of an eye, a powerful punch was thrown.

In an instant, the overwhelming force of the Twelve Great Warriors of Dragon Soul was unmistakably unleashed.

A deafening crash followed, and the arena was instantly consumed by a cloud of dust and flying rubble.

Bill trembled violently, collapsing heavily to the ground.

At that moment, he could no longer tell if his senses of sight and sound were real or just an illusion.

It was only when he looked up at Franco standing before him that he snapped back to reality.

General Whalen's powerful punch never landed on his face.

At the last split second, it veered slightly and smashed into the ground behind him.

Yet, the sheer force of the punch's shockwave still sent a sharp pain through his cheek.

the pillar near the corner of the arena had

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shattered by Franco's punch.

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punch that had lost its power

could only imagine the terrifying force of impact had the punch struck the target

sun reflected off the chaos, sending sparks flying in all directions.

referee's voice echoed through the arena, and Bill collapsed onto the platform, lying there like a

nine minutes, Franco had only used about 40% to

only with that final, violent blow that he revealed even a fraction of his true

was the strength of the legendary Twelve Great Warriors of Dragon Soul, once feared around

could be turned back

to the peak of Dragon

the sheer force

of dust and light, Franco's tall, lean figure seemed like a towering mountain reaching into

help

era, only can be admired,

of disorientation, Bill scrambled

intense strain, Bill's

straightened up into a perfect stance and saluted Franco

Soul, and a deep reverence for this battle-hardened Draconian warrior. Franco patted Bill's shoulder coldly.

he turned and effortlessly leaped off the platform, leaving behind a back so imposing it could shake the

through, dispersing the swirling dust and debris under the harsh midday

returned to its proud and lonely

with Gavin Talia and George all weary and battered made their

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intense combat, none of the four had a single piece of

gear had

weren't for the faint traces of their military ranks and numbers still visible, it would be impossible to tell who

just like four

tall, their bodies swayed and shook uncontrollably. In their current state, even the lightest breeze

single gust of

"What did you learn from this match?"

was it earlier that insisted on

you hadn't worn any, would you even still

couldn't even defend yourselves against the 'old, weak, and frail, and that was four

you believe you still have the right to

"Report to Commander-in-chief Ramsey,

Robin