Damn...
This one was tough!!
The hand gripping his palm loosened, freeing Silver Armor. But before he could rejoice, Wu Biao's somewhat excited voice sounded beside his ear.
"Now that's what you call a fist the size of a sandbag!"
Almost the instant his words fell, an uppercut slammed into Silver Armor's face with a boom.
An indescribable force spread from that punch across his face. As his teeth flew from his mouth, Silver Armor's enormous body, along with his armor weighing several hundred pounds, seemed to turn into cotton at that moment.
Whoosh—!
A sharp tearing sound rang out as he shot straight toward a distant high-rise, smashed through the glass, and fell into the building. He had already passed out the moment he was sent flying.
Gulp!
The scene fell silent once more, but this silence was completely unlike before. Every face was filled with terror.
Silver Armor, the head of a B-rank hero agency, had failed to withstand even a single blow from this teenager?
How was that possible?
What followed, however, was utter chaos. The pedestrians who had been sneering moments ago fled like mad, doing everything they could to get away from the area where Wu Biao stood.
"Run!"
"Contact the Hero Association and the hero agencies! That bald monster one-shotted Silver Armor!"
"..."
The members of the Silver Hero Agency stood frozen in place, unable to accept that their boss had been defeated so easily.
Wu Biao gave them no time to react. He lunged forward and threw a straight punch at the nearest target.
Seeing this, the hero instinctively drew his rapier and thrust it toward the incoming fist.
Yet Wu Biao acted as though he did not see the sharp tip of the blade. His momentum did not slow as his fist