An Chen's eyes brightened slightly when he saw what had happened. For the first time, he carefully observed the battle between Mirai and Tom.
The battle between Mirai and Tom had piqued An Chen's interest.
"Not bad..."
Elsa Ziling let out a sigh of relief, and the heart she had been holding tight finally settled.
"You're very strong."
Tom secretly increased his strength to suppress Mirai, but no matter how much strength he added, he could not shake Mirai's fist.
"You're not bad."
Mirai spoke casually, and he meant it. In Mirai's opinion, the strength Tom was currently using was nearly at the level of a ninja from Hokage.
Mirai felt that his words could be considered a compliment to Tom, but Tom's expression changed slightly. He gritted his teeth and clenched his hand again. As his strength increased, his eyes became bloodshot. Under these circumstances, Mirai, who had used eighty percent of his strength, was actually being suppressed by Tom's fist.
But it was not over yet!
Tom's strength continued to rise. His eyes grew increasingly bloodshot, and the veins on his neck seemed ready to burst. Seeing Mirai's relaxed fist, Tom could not help but exert more force before roaring desperately:
"Break for me...!"
Mirai's expression finally changed slightly. He felt Tom's strength growing stronger and stronger. At first, Tom had only possessed strength close to that of a ninja, but now he had finally reached that level.
"But that's all!"
Mirai's fist left Tom unable to hold on any longer. As his arm was forced to bend, a savage smile appeared on Tom's face.
Mirai suddenly pulled his body back, and his fist immediately separated from Tom's. Tom's body abruptly pitched forward. Having lost some of his force, his fist also lost much of its power. Though