Chapter 533: How Does This Punch Compare to Gunner Tate?_1
The Gang Qi was ferocious, like a battering ram aimed right at Carson Flores’s chest.
Carson Flores stood still with just a faint smile. He then stretched out his hand, with fingers hooked like talons, and directly grasped Abel Compton’s Gang Qi fist imprint in mid-air.
As Carson Flores’s fingers contracted, the fist imprint formed of gathered Gang Qi burst apart, turning into streams of air that sprayed out in all directions.
Abel Compton’s pupils shrank as shock filled his gaze!
Carson Flores was indeed an Innate Grandmaster!
Holy shit, what he said was actually true!
Though his punch was just a probing one, since he feared killing Carson Flores with a single punch and only used fifty percent of his strength, Carson Flores’s effortless crushing with his fingers was definitely not something a Great Grandmaster could do!
Even the strongest Peak Great Master couldn’t manage it!
There is a vast chasm between a Great Grandmaster and an Innate Grandmaster, one that’s impossible to cross!
Carson Flores laughed, "This can’t be your real strength, right? No need to hold back, otherwise, you might end up staying here today, and then Gunner Tate will think you were wiped out by the mysterious Innate Grandmaster at my side. But thinking about it, that seems quite interesting. After he delivers Five Dragon Sect into a clean slate, dealing with him ought to be a bit easier for me."
Abel Compton was enraged, coldly snapping, "Don’t get too cocky, kid! I was afraid of killing you with one punch just now, so I only used a fraction of my strength. Don’t tell me you thought that was all I had?"