Declan Hawkins did not plan to continue his attack after reeling back his hand.
Because, just a moment ago, he had exerted all his strength, yet still could not break through the defense of the person in front of him.
Continuing to attack would yield the same result, so it's better to save his strength.
"I underestimated you."
Looking at Wyatt Barnes, after saying this, Declan Hawkins turned around, ready to leave.
"Did I say you could leave?"
Wyatt Barnes squinted his eyes into slits, gave a cold smile, and the Immortal Origin fused with the element of earth within him began to boil even more, emanating a dense and formidable aura.
Upon hearing Wyatt's words, Declan paused his movement, then turned his head to give Wyatt a casual glance, "I admit, your defense is strong, I cannot kill you."
"But how can your speed compare to mine? Even if I don't actively attack, just by dodging, I can easily evade any of your attacks!"
