Chapter 359

Harold lay sprawled on the ground for quite a while before slowly pulling himself up. A metallic tang filled his throat, and he coughed out a mouthful of blood, his face turning as pale as paper. Steven's kick had unleashed an explosive internal energy, causing Harold's meridians to be shattered. His internal organs were also severely injured, making his actual injuries far worse than they appeared. Harold's disbelief was palpable. He had been confident in his abilities. With Tigra Godform, he could challenge fourth-grade masters and even hold his own against fifth-grade masters. Yet, despite his full effort, he was defeated in a single move and gravely injured. This demonstrated Steven's overwhelming superiority, leaving Harold utterly humiliated. Steven clicked his tongue. "I guess people from Lumen City aren't as tough as they claim to be, huh? You can't even handle defeat without spitting blood and getting all worked up? If you can't take it, you shouldn't be picking fights. I