Chapter 665
From within the debris, Steven slowly rose to his feet. His body was covered in dust, with wounds all over him.
Yet he stood firm, unwavering. His face, stained with blood and dirt, showed dissatisfaction as he looked at Frederick.
"I was planning to let you live a little longer, but that punch was pretty weak."
"Are you a cockroach? How could you possibly still be standing?"
Frederick was stunned, unsure of what had just happened. He had used all his strength in that last punch. Even a ninth-grade grandmaster would've died from that blow.
How was Steven still on his feet? It made no sense!
"Steven, are you okay? You need to leave! I'll handle this!" Marrie called out, both overjoyed and worried.
To her, Steven had barely survived by sheer luck and couldn't possibly defeat Frederick.
But Steven said disdainfully, "He's just a weakling. Does he really think he can take me on? He should be the one running."
"You fucking think you're tough, huh?" Frederick sneered, mockingly lo
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