Human Star Alliance

When Charles's right fist struck Xu Wuyi's fist for the fourth time, the bone in his middle finger cracked. It had not been broken by a single punch from Xu Wuyi; the accumulated damage from their repeated collisions had finally reached its critical point.

A sharp pain shot through his middle finger, and the strength of his fist suddenly dropped.

Xu Wuyi sensed the change in that punch. At the same instant, his right fist shot out—not Tenfold Stacking, just an ordinary punch thrown with full force.

His fist struck Charles in the chest, sending him flying backward.

His feet plowed two deep furrows into the ground before his back slammed into the energy barrier at the edge of the arena, sending violent ripples through it.

He slid down and dropped to one knee, bracing himself with his right hand. The searing pain in his middle finger made him frown, but he did not lower his head to look at his hand.

He raised his head and looked at Xu Wuyi.

Xu Wuyi stood where he was, his right fist still held in the punching position. The cut across his knuckles was healing rapidly, and the dark golden blood had already stopped flowing.

Charles pushed himself upright. He lowered his head to inspect his right hand. His middle finger was swollen, and the bone at the knuckle had shifted out of place. He grabbed it with his left hand and gave it a hard twist, setting the dislocated bone back into place.

The click of bone resetting rang out with exceptional clarity across the arena.

He flexed the fingers of his right hand. His middle finger still hurt, but it was usable. He assumed his stance again, both fists held before him, one forward and one back.

"Again."

He charged