บท 120: Illusion.

''Liam! DON'T!'' A middle-aged man roared from the entrance of the hotel.

But the blond-haired young man, also known as Liam already unleashed his punch.

Ichiro went instantly serious; he put his palm forwards.

[Steel Edge - Universe Stop!]

The punch contacted with his palm.

''Eh?'' Liam widened his eyes out of shock; suddenly, most of his strength disappeared.

But Ichiro was also shocked.

He was sent sliding a few meters.

'I improved this technique... Yet he managed to push me backward... If I still had Ironic Edge, then I might have got injured!' Ichiro was starting to become more serious.

Even though the blond-haired young man is a hooligan, he isn't weak!

''What the hell are you doing?!'' Michael roared and unleashed his strikingly fast punch.

Liam widened his eyes and put his arms as a block.

*BAM*

Liam was sent flying a few dozen meters.