"Hahaha, Mason Raymond, you really think highly of yourself! Ever since I've known Zachary Ortega, he has never been defeated!" Blaze Colton's laughter filled the room, his confidence in Ortega unmistakable.
I didn't bother responding to his taunts. Instead, I stepped forward with determination, clenching my fists with dragon-like intensity. With a thunderous "boom," I swung directly at Zachary Ortega's chest.
His muscles tensed instantly beneath my blow, his body solid as steel. My punch barely affected him.
"Such a tough body," I thought, furrowing my brows slightly.
The Cross-training Master's reputation wasn't exaggerated at all. His physical development was truly remarkable.
Zachary maintained his expressionless demeanor, standing before me like some ancient war deity. His eyes locked with mine as he spoke calmly, "In addition to my tough body, my strength has also greatly improved."
