Kunlun Destruction Plan

On the arena stage, the referee announced the start of the finals.

Danny Rand did not use a weapon. Like Davos, he entered the match barehanded.

This time, Strange did not underestimate his opponent. He held the nearly two-hundred-kilogram staff in his hands.

He knew Danny Rand was K'un-Lun's current Iron Fist. Even without using Iron Fist Power, Danny Rand's overall strength ranked among the best in K'un-Lun. To defeat an opponent like him, Strange had to go all out.

Danny Rand pushed off the ground and struck first, shooting forward as his right fist, accompanied by a howling gust, flew straight toward Strange's chest.

Strange reacted quickly, sliding one step sideways to dodge the fist before swinging his staff at Danny Rand.

Danny Rand withdrew his fist and turned, raising his left arm at his side to take the blow head-on.

Thud!

With a dull boom, Danny Rand felt an enormous force travel through his arm.

Even with his battle-hardened physique, the blow numbed his entire arm. He was sent flying several meters away, his feet stomping the ground several times before he barely managed to disperse most of the force.

"What incredible strength."

Danny Rand shook his numb arm and could not help clicking his tongue.

He had been mentally prepared, but only after experiencing it firsthand did he understand just how terrifying Strange's strength was. It was even far greater than his own as a martial artist.

Was this guy a brute wearing a mage's skin?

Before he could even catch his breath, Strange charged at him again with the staff in hand, sweeping it horizontally toward him.

Danny Rand suddenly bent backward at the waist, narrowly avoiding the staff.

Then he planted both hands on the ground, exerted force through his waist and abdomen, and kicked