58 Just A Little More

Like a raging whirlwind, Bob was upon Apollo. Knowing his master's keen sight for talent, the bald boy knew better than to slack in this fight. Arriving close to the red-haired boy, he unleashed a lightning-fast punch, targeting Apollo's ribs.

As he saw the punch slicing through the air, Apollo couldn't help but curse his luck again. The damn fist was simply too fast for him; all he could see was an afterimage as the fist crushed into his ribs.

Bam!

A low crack, which Apollo predicted was his rib cage shattering, echoed as intense pain quickly spread from there, causing the young boy to stagger back a bit.

"Hahahaha, beat this motherfucker for wasting our time, Bob!" A spectator couldn't help but exclaim like a psychopathic sadist. That spectator started a kind of chain, and everyone was cheering for Bob to punish Nyx more. They were even pleading with the bald boy not to end the fight too soon.