Besides, in Evan's eyes, this person was hardly more significant than an ant. He could effortlessly crush this man with a mere flick of his finger.However, to Evan's surprise, while he had no interest in prolonging the interaction, the man seemed intent on doing just that.The man grabbed Evan's arm, his eyes flashing with disdain as he arrogantly said, "Brother, you step on my foot and think you can just walk away? Hmph, which martial arts school are you from? Or are you some kind of championship title holder?""Remove your hand," Evan said coldly, his brow furrowing.At that moment, the aura surrounding him suddenly intensified.Whoosh!The man involuntarily released his grip, looking at Evan in disbelief, then at his own hand, unable to comprehend what had just transpired.However, he quickly regained his previous demeanor, convinced that no one could make him release his grip without physical force.Yes, he thought, this masked man must have caught him off guard with a sudden mov
Evan's body, enhanced by Top-level Taekwondo, possessed immense strength. Even using a mere fraction of his power was beyond what an ordinary person like George Gonzalez could withstand.BOOM!A thunderous crash echoed as George Gonzalez soared over the heads of the crowd, colliding violently with the elastic ropes of a nearby ring.The impact was so forceful that the ropes snapped instantly."What the—!"The stadium, previously as noisy as a bustling marketplace, fell into a deathly silence. All eyes were fixed on this unbelievable scene.It's worth noting that although George Gonzalez appeared scrawny, he was still a grown man standing at about 5'8", weighing at least 150 pounds. Yet he had been effortlessly swatted through the air, flying over everyone's heads and breaking the ring's ropes!The silence was quickly shattered by an eruption of astonished chatter."What just happened? Did someone fly over my head?""Hey, didn't you see? Those two were arguing, and then the masked guy
As soon as the man reached Evan, the dozen or so people on the ring scrambled towards him, crying out in unison, "Master, it's this masked clown! He injured our senior brother and junior brother!"Master?The crowd was momentarily stunned before quickly realizing that this newcomer was none other than Fred Gonzalez, the heir of the Kongtong Boxing Sect!"What? Fred Gonzalez is here? Is he also participating in this Martial Arts Tournament? Didn't he declare he'd never compete again after winning the international freestyle fighting championship a few years ago?""Never compete again? Are you joking? The first prize is $500 million. How could someone as greedy as Fred Gonzalez resist such a temptation?""Hey, do you know that Fred Gonzalez is very protective of his own? Now that he's here, that masked guy is probably done for. Fred's skill is at the grandmaster level!"Fred Gonzalez's eyes narrowed to slits as he coldly surveyed Evan. "So you're the one who injured our Kongtong Boxing
Among all the preliminary contestants, only Mr. Smith would dare to participate while masked.However, just as Adam was about to leave the control room to greet Evan, he witnessed George Gonzalez attempting to extort Mr. Smith."This is bad! Given the atmosphere in the stadium and Mr. Smith's temperament, a fight is bound to break out!"Adam glanced at the reporters in the stadium on the monitor screen and inwardly cursed.Mr. Smith had no desire for fame!Just yesterday, after defeating that arrogant Nikrosian in Metropolis City, he had called Adam to handle the aftermath.Wasn't that a clear indication that he wished to remain anonymous?So, Adam assumed Mr. Smith still wanted to keep a low profile today, just like yesterday.He hastily contacted TikToC's security team, instructing them to escort the reporters to the control room for an impromptu meeting.Only after Mr. Smith had finished his altercation did Adam release them all.The bewildered reporters couldn't fathom why they ha
The Home Box Office reporter, microphone in hand, gasped, "Ladies and gentlemen, did you see that clearly? One palm strike—just one—and our Roger Morales was airborne."The Music Television reporter, smoothing his hair and composing himself, quipped, "Folks, let's go find out where Roger Morales landed, shall we?"As Ring Seven erupted in chaos, the aftershocks of this match rippled outward, causing a second wave of excitement among those watching on televisions and computers across the nation.Countless Elysians, glued to their screens, fervently discussed that single palm strike."My God, who knew Elysia harbored such formidable martial artists!""I've never seen someone sent flying by a single palm strike. This is truly eye-opening!"The international audience was equally, if not more, stunned.For many foreigners, while Elysia was known as a powerhouse of martial arts, they had rarely witnessed its practical application. This display had certainly satisfied their curiosity."Wow!
"He's here! The morning's One-Punch Man has arrived!""The enigmatic masked fighter is back!""I wonder if he'll clinch victory with a single move again this afternoon. The anticipation is killing me!"In stark contrast, the older, more seasoned martial arts masters wore grave expressions, their eyes clouded with a complex mix of emotions, their hearts a tumultuous sea of conflicting feelings.Evan cast a fleeting glance around the arena, taking in the myriad expressions of those present. A faint smile played on his lips as he leisurely made his way towards Ring Seven, hands clasped behind his back.As he walked, head slightly bowed, gently yet firmly pushing aside the throngs of people surging towards him, a man clutching a microphone and trailed by a camera operator intercepted his path."Excuse me, sir. I'm a field reporter from WGN America. We'd like to interview you briefly.""I apologize, but I must decline. This isn't an opportune moment for an interview," Evan replied, extendi
"At odds with me?" Evan was perplexed. "Why would he take issue with me? I haven't done anything. I've been keeping an exceedingly low profile!""Indeed, I find your conduct most disagreeable!" Kenneth Boyd's eyes gleamed with disdain as he fixed his challenging gaze upon Evan. "You've gravely injured three members of the Kongtong Boxing Sect, including their heir apparent, Fred Gonzalez. Tell me, how could I possibly harbor any fondness for you?"Ah!With those words, not only did Evan grasp the situation, but the spectators below also came to a sudden realization.This was far from a simple matter of personal distaste. It was clear that Fred Gonzalez of the Kongtong Boxing Sect had paid a hefty sum to enlist Kenneth Boyd's services in defeating Evan!"But Master Chen," the referee of Ring Seven interjected, visibly uncomfortable, "this isn't right. Contestant number 13 has already advanced to the next round."Indeed, Jesse Smith, competitor number 13, had already secured his place i
"Heavens above! Who is he? How can he possess such an overwhelming aura?" Even among the spectators, those of grandmaster level couldn't help but exclaim in shock, their pupils constricting at the sight before them.On the platform, Kenneth Boyd was visibly unsettled. His brow furrowed as he inwardly cursed his predicament. Had he known the masked man was this formidable, he would never have accepted Fred Gonzalez's $80 million offer."I'm about to make my move. Prepare yourself!" Evan's eyes snapped open as he launched himself forward with explosive force. His form blurred into a mere afterimage as he closed the distance, his hand raised to deliver a single, decisive slap to Kenneth Boyd's face.The audience could only perceive a series of phantom images streaking across Ring Seven towards Kenneth Boyd."Crack!"The crisp sound of a palm striking flesh rang out.Kenneth Boyd was instantly sent flying off the platform.The spectators stood in stunned silence, their eyes wide with disb