Chapter 448

The spectators immediately closed their eyes and prayed. Amidst the startled screams, the seven beauties were so anxious they could not catch their breath. A resounding crash echoed through the venue. On stage, Hank was already down on one knee before Cyrus. His iron sword was driven halfway into the floor, supporting his unsteady form. Beneath his knee, the impact had shattered the tiles and created a deep hole. No one had seen what happened, not even Hank himself. His large eyes, once brimming with arrogance and murderous intent, were now bloodshot. Hank glared furiously at Cyrus. At the same time, a wave of overwhelming fear gripped his heart. Hank summoned all his strength to rise. He was determined to kill Cyrus and reclaim his dignity. Unfortunately, his right leg was numb, utterly devoid of sensation. In the next second, Hank let out a deafening roar that was laden with frustration. Yet, he still could not stand. He was Hank, an A-grade warrior from the martial arts