Successive Powerful Enemies

The next day.

As the first blazing rays of sunlight spilled across the land, dispelling the night's chill and illuminating this ravaged plain, Adams and Bullet fiercely exchanged another punch.

Boom!

Amid the deafening blast, the two figures separated at the instant of impact, each sliding back dozens of meters before coming to a steady stop.

The fierce battle that had lasted an entire day seemed not to have left much fatigue on either of them.

Their breathing remained even, their gazes sharp, and their fighting spirit high. They radiated the ferocious aura of primordial beasts. If not for the surrounding terrain, completely reshaped into a ruin that looked as though it had been bombarded by countless meteors and plowed over hundreds of times by a giant plow, anyone would have thought they had merely spent a few minutes warming up.

Bullet's chest rose and fell, and the blazing battle intent in his eyes was nearly tangible. He threw back his head and laughed heartily.

"Hahahaha! Incredible! Absolutely incredible! I never expected a powerhouse like you to exist in this boring era after Roger's death! It's been a long time since I've fought to my heart's content!"

He suddenly clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking explosively.

"Enough, the warm-up is over! Let's begin the real fight! You're still holding back, aren't you? Show me what you're really capable of!"

Before his words had even faded, Bullet abruptly bent down and slammed a fist into the already shattered ground beneath his feet.

Rumble.

The ground shook violently as an enormous crack spread outward. The powerful impact blasted away the thick layer of sand, gravel, and earth, exposing part of a metal structure buried underneath—the remains of his submarine.

Bullet leaped into the air and landed atop the submarine. Spreading his arms