Boom--
The deafening blast sent violent gusts sweeping up grass, trees, and shattered stones, hurling them in every direction.
Sengoku felt as though both his fists and shock waves had slammed into an indestructible wall.
They could not advance even an inch!
Moreover, Ares's strength seemed even more condensed than before, while the willpower surging through his fists had grown stronger as well.
Sharp-eyed Sengoku instantly noticed the change in Ares, and it left him deeply shaken.
"Ares has taken so many of my attacks that he should be covered in wounds by now. Yet not only has his strength failed to weaken, why has it grown stronger instead!?"
"Is it the power of anger..."
"Or some other reason!?"
Unable to understand it, he could only attribute everything to Ares's extraordinary "monstrous physique."
After all, anyone who could withstand more than a hundred of his attacks and still remain full of vitality...
Ares was the first and only one!
One punch.
A single punch could not vent the overwhelming fury in Ares's heart. Sengoku stood before him—the culprit who had gravely wounded Slada!
Fire blazed in Ares's eyes. The muscles beneath his dragon scales bulged and filled with blood, awakening the fighting instinct in every cell of his body.
The blood within him surged like countless bloodthirsty beasts.
Roaring.
Howling.
It displayed the regal might of a tiger roaring through the mountains, intimidating his enemy!
"Blood-colored Armament—Great Ape King Fist!!"
"Blood-colored Armament—Wolverine Fist!!"
"Blood-Colored Armament—Tiger Ben King Fist!!"
"·······"
Ares went all out, recklessly unleashing the terrifying "monstrous strength" within his body as though fighting for his life.
In an instant.
Frenzied fist shadows filled the sky. His torrential assault suddenly forced Sengoku into a purely defensive position.
The ferocious, domineering strength of the monster made even Sengoku unable to