He tried to regain his balance, but the momentum was already carrying him toward the two fighters.
THUD!
Lin Fan crashed into Marcus with his entire body.
The superhuman, who had been preparing to deliver another devastating blow to Anthony, never saw him coming. The collision knocked him off his feet, sending his massive body crashing onto the floor.
For a moment, the entire lobby fell silent.
Lin Fan lay sprawled beside him, feeling as though every bone in his body had been rattled loose. He slowly pushed himself up, grimacing in pain.
'Damn, that hurts...'
Then he noticed the bloodied figure nearby.
The armored man was barely able to stand, and the damage to his equipment was obvious. Compared with him, Lin Fan's own injuries seemed insignificant.
Feeling a little pity, Lin Fan approached him. "Are you okay, bud?"
Anthony raised his head weakly.
Through his damaged helmet, he stared at the man who had suddenly appeared and knocked Marcus down with a single collision.
