The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 60 A Reasonable Man

“Hisss!” Daniel sucked in his breath, then taunted Justin, “Mr. Justin, your head really is quite hard. I had no idea you took to head–butting concrete pillars. This poor pillar, look, It’s cracked because it couldn’t handle your hard head. If it could speak, I’m sure it would be crying out in pain.”

Although Justin’s skull was tough, the fierce collision had left him a bit groggy. It took him a good while to gather his wits and get back to his feet. Enraged, he stood up and pointed at Daniel, roaring, “You scum! You dare make a fool of me? Today, I’m going to beat the life out of you, you coward who only knows how to flee!”

“Yeah, that’s what you say. But if I recall, you haven’t managed to hit me yet. Not even a hair. I’d love to see you try to beat me to death, but you’re going to have to land your punch first. And by the way, a real man’s fist is nowhere near as soft as yours.”

Provoked by Daniel’s words, Justin’s face turned a bright shade of red. “If you’re tough enough, stop dodging! You say my fist is like a woman’s, but you’re too scared to even take a hit. Does that mean your

fists are even worse than a woman’s?”

Justin ridiculed Daniel in an attempt to force him into a direct fight. Daniel was fast, and Justin was having a difficult time landing a hit. Justin’s strength was in his raw power!

He might not be far behind ordinary masters in technique, but compared to top–tier experts, he was slightly outclassed. If Daniel chose to simply dodge without attacking. Justin could exhaust himself without ever laying a finger on Daniel. And if Daniel unexpectedly counterattacked once Justin had depleted his stamina, Justin would suffer a significant loss. Realizing this, Justin felt compelled to

confront Daniel head–on.

hardness of my fists? Fine! I’ll stop being polite and

a man’s

ahead and punch. This time, I absolutely will not dodge. I’ll meet your fist directly with mine and mash that

Daniel’s chest. He poured everything into this one punch, aiming for

of his pocket and met Justin’s punch head–on. The two fists collided, creating

Boom!

airwaves that let out a blinding white light, causing a momentary blindness for everyone present. No one could see the outcome of

assumed it must be Justin who had won and laughter began to bubble up

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venue: one stood tall like an iron tower, the other

utter disbelief. They couldn’t trust their eyes. Had Justin actually been defeated? Could it be that the man from the Martial

down on him with his hands still tucked comfortably in his pockets, “Mr. Justin, how

dared to hit me? You broke my arm, are you

teeth.

turned to Brittany and asked cheerfully, “Do you still have that lighter we

do?” Brittany