Declan had a nonchalant tone, exhibiting no signs of emotion. He even casually tucked one hand in his pocket, his body language showing that he barely considered Dustin a challenge.
After all, there were very few who could compel him to exert his full strength. The nobody before him clearly didn’t belong to that category.
“Three moves? Are you sure about that? “Dustin raised an eyebrow, wearing a faint, ambiguous smile.
These geniuses in Oakvale were shamelessly bragging when they couldn’t even estimate their opponent’s strength. Dustin wondered if they were really confident or just foolish.
“What? Three moves aren’t enough for you?”
Declan continued calmly, “Alright, I’ll give you ten moves then. If you can even touch a single strand of my hair within ten moves, it would be considered your victory.”
His remark drew laughter from the Fallon disciples.
“Hahaha! Declan is so ruthless!”
“He’s not just underestimating his opponent by giving ten moves as a head start. He’s showing pure contempt!”
“He truly lives up to his reputation. He has such strength and confidence that he can easily win even with giving Dustin a ten-move head start!”
The crowd snickered as they exchanged remarks among themselves. Even if Dustin was strong, how could he face their top talent?
“Hey! Aren’t you too cowardly? You refuse to duel even when given ten moves as a head start?” Daphne snickered.
“Dustin may be skilled, but he still falls short compared to true prodigies,” Dante said with a smile. This was their chance to redeem themselves from the previous humiliation.
“Declan, right? It’s good to have confidence, but sadly, you’ve chosen the wrong opponent,” Dustin said with a faint smile.
“Since you’re so fond of giving away free moves, I won’t hold back. I hope you won’t let me down.”
Dustin jumped lightly and gracefully ascended into the air. Then, he thrusted a palm strike across the air toward Declan.
“Too weak.” Declan shook his head. He stood motionless on the ground, not attempting even to dodge.
Just as Dustin’s palm strike was about to reach him, he calmly harnessed his energy into a protective energy sphere. The semi-transparent shield rippled as he breathed, resembling gentle water ripples.
When Dustin’s palm came into contact with Declan’s protective sphere, a resounding explosion rang out, and the rippling shield exploded instantly. It shattered as if a bullet had shot through glass.
“What?” Declan was dumbfounded. Before he could fully react, his instincts prompted him to defend himself by evading the attack. The force of the wind from Dustin’s palm narrowly grazed Declan’s chest and hit the floor.
Boom! Another deafening explosion reverberated. The sturdy floor was left with a deep palm-shaped indentation, sending debris flying in all directions. There were cracks sprouting from the palm- shaped indentation.
An unmistakable dent, about a three- meter radius, had been etched into the floor.
“What the fuck!”
The crowd was taken aback by the sight. No one expected Dustin’s seemingly light palm strike to carry such immense force.
It shattered Declan’s protective sphere and left a gaping crater in the ground. If that strike had hit someone, the consequences would have been unimaginable!
“What?” Declan quickly distanced himself. The previously calm expression on his face was instantly replaced by astonishment.
Even though he had only used half of his strength to create the protective sphere, it was supposed to be impenetrable by ordinary people.
However, Dustin could shatter it effortlessly, which was beyond his expectations.
