The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 59 Fist to Fist 

Daniel grimaced and then mocked Justin with cheerful sarcasm, “Mr. Justin, your head’s indeed very hard. I didn’t know you could use it to ram concrete pillars. Poor pillar, if it could talk, it would be crying in pain right now.” 

While Justin’s head was tough, the collision had left him dazed. It took some time for him to recover before he stood back up, pointing furiously at Daniel and bellowing, “You worthless piece of trash, you dare to make a fool of me? Today, I will beat you to death myself, you coward who only knows how to run! 

“Yeah, sure you will. But if I remember correctly, you haven’t touched me yet–not even a hair. I’d love to see you beat me to death, but first, you need to hit me with your fist that’s softer than a woman’s!” 

Daniel’s taunt turned Justin’s face a shade of deep red. 

“If you’re a man, don’t dodge! You say my fists are like a woman’s, but you’re too scared to even fight 

back. Doesn’t that make your fists even less than a woman’s?” 

To force Daniel into a head–on confrontation, Justin began to mock him. Given the current situation, Daniel’s speed was impressive, making it hard for Justin to land a hit. Justin’s strength lay in his powerful Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

force! 

While his technique was not bad compared to ordinary experts, he was a notch below the top fighters. If Daniel decided to evade non–stop without striking, Justin could exhaust himself without landing a single hit on his opponent. And if Daniel counterattacked once Justin was worn out, it would spell big trouble for Justin. Concerned by this possibility, Justin was determined to force Daniel into direct combat. 

“So Mr. Justin is eager to see how hard my fists are. I won’t be polite then. Let me show you what a real man’s fist feels like,” Daniel rejoined, still with his hands in his pockets and a chuckle. “Mr. Justin, throw your punch! This time, I won’t dodge. I’ll break your fist with mine, turn that womanly fist of yours to mush, and break every one of your fingers without leaving a single one intact.” 

“Arrogant!” Justin bellowed angrily, then with all his might, threw a punch straight at Daniel’s chest. He put everything into the blow, aiming for a fatal strike. 

True to his word, Daniel didn’t dodge. He pulled out his fist from his pocket and countered with his punch. The collision was like a meteor striking Earth! 

Boom! 

An ear–splitting blast made everyone’s ears ring, and the powerful clash of energies set off a blinding white flash that temporarily blinded onlookers. People knew their fists had met, but the outcome remained unclear. 

Before the white light faded, the members of the Black Panther Club assumed that Justin must have won, prompting smug laughter to break out among them.