Seeing Chloe Stephens fly out, Rowan Stephens finally breathed a sigh of relief.
So long as he could defeat his opponent and win back a round, any price paid was worth it.
But this was far from enough.
Chloe Stephens must die.
If he threatened him, he could not live.
"Boom!"
Rowan Stephens propelled his strength towards that spot with a strike.
It sounded like a cannon.
Still not at ease, Rowan Stephens swooped in, grabbing the battered Chloe Stephens and flung him out.
A heavy kick in mid-air.
Specifically aiming for the most vulnerable spot.
Chloe Stephens twisted in mid-air, but Rowan Stephens's foot still struck his waist.
It sounded like the bones were kicked to break.
With a loud "thud," he crashed heavily in front of Pierce Stephens.
Joe Stephens, hearing the commotion, hurried over from Building 11.
Seeing his grandson had cleared the obstruction before him, he nodded in satisfaction.
This was indeed his grandson Joe Stephens.