บท 496: Draw

"Not so fast." Without further ado, Ivan made a chopping move and the first blow landed on Angelo's shoulder. Everything happened within one minute frame that everyone was rendered speechless by their speed.

"Ughh!" Angelo let out a cry as he instantly felt the pain in his shoulder. Ivan, on the other hand, hopped a few steps back with a smirk plastered across his lips. 

"Easy." Ivan whistled, chuckling as he didn't break a sweat to land the first blow. He watched Angelo grind his teeth, holding onto the shoulder he assaulted as he straightened his posture. "What? Mad that this narrow-minded person is better than you?" He provoked, raising his brows briefly as he chuckled.

"Indeed," Angelo's eyes glinted. Without a second delay, he dashed forwards, jabbing at Ivan with his uninjured hand. However, Ivan easily dodged every attack he was launching as if he was just dancing and turned one with the air.