The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor

"Great speed!"

Britney and the crowd exclaimed.

Everyone was attracted to what had just happened in the ring.

Dennis was quick; he dashed out in the blink of an eye like a leopard.

Before anyone realized it, he was already in front of O'Neal.

"Bang!"

Dennis’ fist landed on his opponent’s chest. The punch was firm and strong.

"What, he’s hit!"

"Oh My God, that has never happened!"

"Great hit, haha. This guy O'Neal was looking down on Cathysia. Hit him hard!"

The crowd erupted!

After his punch, Dennis was pushed back by the reaction force. He took a few steps back and stared at

his opponent with a serious expression. He did not dare to ease up.

O'Neal only took a step back and an evil grin appeared on his face. "Haha, not bad. You are a marshal

of

Cathysia after all so you have better strength than the other useless brats!"

"Everyone who challenged you was a hero!"

Dennis glared at his opponent in anger. Although they had all lost, they were worth every bit of respect

in his heart.

"Haha, heroes? Only winners are considered heroes, losers are all trash and cowards!"

"To me, none of you are capable of fighting. You're all weak to me!"

O’Neal laughed out loud. It was impossible to describe how arrogant he looked.

"Really? Unfortunately, Cathysia won the battle this time so we're the heroes!"

Dennis sneered on purpose. He wanted to piss his opponent off.

True enough, O'Neal heard that and clenched his fists s o hard that there were noises from it. "You

won?

Hmph, if you didn't kill our War Emperor, we might've had a chance!"

"You did lose the war eventually, didn't you? Are you too cowardly to accept the truth?”

Dennis began moving after saying that.

This time, his speed was faster than before. He was in front of O'Neal before anyone realized, and he

threw a few punches consecutively onto his opponent's body.

"Bang, bang, bang!”

Dennis' punches were strong as every punch came with a loud bang and his opponent moved

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"Ah!”

O’Neal growled in anger like a monster. He clenched his fist and hit Dennis.

"Bang!”

This time, their fists met each other.

Dennis was pushed back. It took some effort for him t o gain his balance as he shook his hands

vigorously and felt that his palms were a little numb.

"How could this guy’s strength be so great? On top of that, he was hit multiple times by my punches but

does not look affected at all. If it was an ordinary person, he would be dead by now!”

"Looks like this guy was a soldier who focused on body refining. He's definitely not normal. What a

tough guy to handle!"

Dennis was a little afraid. It was rare for him to meet such a professional fighter. This guy's fighting

capability might be as good as a marshal or even better than some.

"This is great, Dennis hasn't even been hit. There was only a fist bump. O'Neal has already suffered a

few punches. Dennis will definitely win!"

The plump female manager next to Fane jumped excitedly, extra passionate about it.

"Looks like you really want Dennis to win?"