With a faint smile, Lucas retracted his hand and lightly took a step back to avoid the slap from Freddie.
Freddie's blow missed again, and he became enraged. But he was no longer a young man full of vigor and zeal. Lucas, the young man he was facing, was clearly not someone he could deal with easily. He became serious and used all his skills.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Freddie's 'Eight Extreme Fists' strikes were extremely fierce, and each punch and kick of his seemed to stir up one strong gust of wind after another in the venue.
Unfortunately, no matter how fast he was and how hard his punches and kicks were, they all missed, and not a single one touched the corner of Lucas's shirt.
Although Lucas was right in front of him, and it seemed that he was extremely close to hitting him, he was unable to reach the crucial point.