Aaron suddenly turned into a blur, appearing at Apocalypse's side at nearly the speed of Teleportation.
With a simple punch, Apocalypse flew sideways, teeth and saliva scattering through the air.
Aaron grabbed Apocalypse's arm at incredible speed and flung him toward the ground below before he could land.
Then Aaron pushed off with the tips of his toes and chased after Apocalypse. Just as Apocalypse's face was about to make intimate contact with the earth, Aaron sent him shooting straight upward with an uppercut.
Aaron's fists lashed out like lightning, striking every part of Apocalypse he could reach—his head, face, chest, abdomen, and more.
With every punch, Apocalypse's body rose another stretch before dropping back down even faster.
Whenever he fell to the optimal attacking distance, Aaron would punch again and blast him even higher.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
For half a minute, Apocalypse took a one-sided beating. The intense pain caused by hundreds of punches ravaged his entire body.
During another ascent, his pupils trembled slightly. He controlled the sand and earth to hinder Aaron's punches, barely buying himself a moment to catch his breath before using a portal to move to the top of the stone statue's head.
Aaron's punch missed, but he did not care. He merely flashed Apocalypse a brilliant smile from atop the statue.
Under the sunlight, his white teeth gleamed especially brightly.
"Thank you. A punching bag as durable as you is truly rare.
"The feeling of every punch landing solidly has made my blood boil for the first time in ages."
Apocalypse's expression darkened. Aaron's excitement was built entirely upon his pain and humiliation.
He had created a stone statue over a hundred zhang tall, yet it had been broken by such a simple and brutal method without accomplishing nearly anything. It made him