The two stared at each other from afar for several seconds, until the muscular brute with one melted hand recovered, climbed to his feet in fury, and charged ferociously at the Asian man who had already undergone "Half-Elementalization"!
"What a pity."
Wenwu withdrew his gaze and shook his head. "Before this, he could have lived. But he failed to understand the gap in strength. For fools like that, death is the only outcome."
In the Sky Arena, as if confirming Wenwu's words, the Asian man's expression instantly turned cold when he saw that the muscular brute still dared to charge at him after he had unleashed the power granted by Extremis.
He planted his feet in a horse stance, drew back his right fist to gather strength, and when the muscular brute rushed before him, the Asian man's eyes widened. Power surged through his ankles, his calves swelled, and his waist twisted as he concentrated all his strength into the coming punch.
Wind—
Flames erupted over his fist.
A charging beast of muscle. A poised martial artist with a flaming fist.
This movie-like scene made every thrill-seeking spectator hold their breath.
"It's over."
Wenwu turned around, no longer watching the coming execution cutscene.
"Huh?"
The blond-haired man froze.
The Asian man struck later yet arrived first. He ducked beneath the muscular brute's pouncing grab and drove a punch into the abdomen where those bulging muscles were about to burst.
"Urgh!!!"
The muscular brute felt his stomach churn violently, but the next moment, he could feel nothing at all.
Because—
A Molten Flame Fist pierced straight through his belly and burst out his back, scarlet blood rapidly evaporating from the fist.
The fighting venue was soon filled with the foul stench of charred roasted meat.
Bang!
The Asian man withdrew his