Qin Ran stepped out of the shadows, gripping Mako's fist in his palm and feeling the force behind it. Surprise rose in his heart.
His opponent's strength was even more impressive than Qin Ran had imagined.
"At least D+ strength!"
After comparing it to his own, Qin Ran arrived at a rough estimate.
D+ was not a particularly high rank in the system's hierarchy.
However, according to the system's standards, E+ strength already made one the undisputed champion among weightlifters. That was an extraordinary figure.
How many ordinary people could become weightlifting champions?
Not to mention possessing strength an entire major rank beyond a weightlifting champion.
For an ordinary person, it was simply impossible.
Yet compared to Qin Ran, who had already reached B-, it was completely insignificant.
Every minor rank brought suppression.
Every major rank brought crushing dominance.
And from D+ to B-, there was far more than just one major rank between them.
Creak, creak.
Mako struggled with all his might. His wrist joints cracked repeatedly, yet the fist held in Qin Ran's grasp seemed welded in place, utterly unmoving.
"Let go!"
Enraged, Mako swung his other fist at Qin Ran.
Having long since lost his reason, he did not consider anything before him.
He only wanted to destroy anything here that could still move.
Qin Ran remained where he was, merely twisting upward with the hand gripping Mako's fist.
Crack!
Crack, crack...
First came the crisp sound of the wrist joint being twisted apart. Then came the entire arm, and finally Mako's whole body tilted in the direction his wrist had been twisted.
Mako's fist, aimed at Qin Ran, had not even traveled halfway before it lost its target.
However, Mako stiffened for only an instant.
The next moment, completely disregarding his locked joints, he swung his