Adonis' momentum was overwhelming and the entire world seemed to be under his control.
BANG! BOOM!
His attacks landed on Cyrus' pathetic figure, creating a cloud of volatile qi but this didn't make him lower his guard.
With his eyes, nothing could escape him and currently, he could clearly see Cyrus wasn't anywhere close to giving up or losing.
WHOOSH!
Jumping out of the cloud of qi, bloodied and beaten, Cyrus appeared, his fist covered in white flames as he bridged the distance that separated him from Adonis in an instant.
Adonis, for some reason, found himself unable to control his own body as Cyrus' fist slid across his face followed by a series of palm strikes that broke most if not all of his ribs.
He didn't have the time to spit out the blood that'd invaded his windpipe when Cyrus had cocked back his fist to send out yet another punch.