Ryan didn't respond back to him, his knuckles were now completely red, blood flowing faster, a little bit scraped as a little drop of blood dropped down from his knuckle.
[System Alert: Host and Opponent share equal combat level. Both rank — B.]
Stats appeared faintly in his vision.
[Name: Victor]
[Strength — B]
[Agility — B+]
[Endurance — B]
[Intelligence — A+]
Ryan's jaw clenched as he stared at the system window which was hovering in the air. 'He has A+ in intelligence, huh? It fucking explains that smugness of his.'
The man let out a small chuckle as he opened the buttons of his cuffs. "I should get serious too now, dear sire."
Then he moved, his image blurred in the air as he suddenly came in front of Ryan's face. A kick came towards Ryan—he blocked it with his shin, the pain sparked in his leg.
The man followed with a spinning backfist, the speed which forced Ryan to duck down to dodge barely in time, he barely missed it.
