The Pre-eminent Jason Spectre

CHAPTER 47

Derek's fist connected with a sickening thud, causing a ripple of shock to spread through the surrounding like a wave.

At that moment The air was thick with tension—the kind that makes every hair on someone's body stand on end.

The moment hung in the balance, suspended in time as everyone stared, wide-eyed and stunned at Derek.

No one could believe what had just happened. Just a single strike did this kind of damage.

They know Derek isn't capable of something like this; it's not possible. Could it be their eye tricked them? Derek himself seemed just as shocked as everyone; his chest was rising and falling rapidly as he glanced at his own fist, almost as if it didn’t belong to him.

How can a single punch do this? Even though his body has been reacting strangely since he came back from the hospital, and suddenly, he feels he can do anything, but he wasn't expecting any of this.

His eyes darted around the room, taking in the wide, startled eyes of his classmates, and the scattered ga