Van-Fem blew on his Tiger Knuckles, then threw a light punch. Yuan Shikai instinctively tilted his head aside.
Boom! A thunderous roar swept past Yuan Shikai's ear, taking a few strands of hair with it.
That was merely the wind pressure generated by a casual punch Van-Fem had thrown from a distance.
A small hill in the distance was destroyed by that wind pressure.
There was no telling whether that power came from the Alien Star or the amplification provided by the Tiger Knuckles.
Van-Fem said, "Not bad. Looks like I haven't gotten rusty. Now the warm-up's over. Time for the main event!"
Van-Fem closed in with ghostlike speed, driving his right fist straight toward Yuan Shikai's chest.
Yuan Shikai could only lean backward and barely raise his sword to block.
With a sharp ping, Yuan Shikai's projected sword snapped.
Although the sword was a counterfeit, its stats were at least B+ after amplification.
He had managed to exchange a few blows when his opponent was barehanded, but now his sword broke the instant it touched the Tiger Knuckles.
Fortunately, the sword had blocked the blow, allowing Yuan Shikai to ride the remaining gust from the punch and retreat several meters.
He immediately used Projection again, this time creating a weapon with an overall strength in the A rank.
Yuan Shikai assessed the gust that had just struck him and estimated that Van-Fem, equipped with the Tiger Knuckles, was roughly at A rank now.
Of course, he could not rule out the possibility that the bastard was hiding his strength, playing weak to catch him off guard.
But judging by his flamboyant personality, that seemed unlikely. At most, he still had other tricks in reserve.
Then again, who didn't have a few tricks? It was just a matter of whose