Chapter 103: Dealing it in normal ways 3
A sudden blast of wind brushed past his cheek and in that same instant Jeff was already in front of him.
The five-meter gap had vanished in the blink of an eye.
His instincts screamed danger, but his body was too slow to react. And by the time he processed what had just happened, it was already too late.
Jeff’s fist was already halfway to his chest. The punch looked casual with no flair or wind-up, just a clean straight strike aimed for center mass.
The man raised both arms and gritted his teeth, fully aware that the kid’s power was no joke. But the moment Jeff’s knuckles made contact, his entire body shook from the impact.
A sickening sound echoed as the force slammed into his forearms like a sledgehammer, crashing through his guard.
His knees buckled, boots skidding slightly across the ground, while his teeth clenched from the sharp pain shooting through both arms.
It wasn’t just impactful, it was crushing. He felt like he had been struck by a battering ram disguised as a boy’s hand.
"What kind of power is this? How is he so strong?" the man thought, his brows furrowing slightly.
His muscles throbbed from the single block, and before he could recover his stance, Jeff was already on the move.
Another strike came from the side that is a clean hook to the ribs. He tried to twist and catch it with his elbow, but the angle was too shallow.