Kapitel 80: 81 VS 13

They were the same height, both tall and imposing.

Number 81 carried a smirk on his face.

The crowd's chanting grew louder. Both fighters remained still, their eyes locked, sizing each other up.

"DONG!" The gong sounded and Number 81 disappeared from sight.

The next thing I saw was his fist slamming into Izaak's face.

Silver Izaak attacked with his pressure, but the acceleration of Number 81 was enough to nullify the effects for a short period of time and for him, that was enough.

The impact created a shockwave.

Silver Izaak staggered back.

But Izaak was tough; he recovered to some extent and he swung at his opponent's ribs.

However, his Kainen pressure was gone.

He was too dazed to maintain it.

His opponent kept on assaulting him, punching at his torso and I heard the sound as each fist hammered home.

The sound of flesh meeting bone.