Capítulo 270: Cost

Sylas pressed down on the water, his aura surging as he appeared before the flying Alex. He unleashed a barrage of punches.

BANG! BANG! BANG! CLANG!

His fists met Alex's daggers, but he didn't seem to notice in the slightest. His Constitution seemed to put him on the same level as these blades, so he faced them without the slightest fear.

Alex was on his backfoot, finding it hard to even find a footing on the river in the first place. It was like after he lost the initiative in the first place, he had lost it permanently. Sylas grasped every aspect, and the fire of his punches seemed to allow him to forget the pain his body was in.

CRACK.