5 The Goblin II

General POV

Tom stood wide-eyed, watching the chaos unfold before him. It was less of a fight and more of a carnage. His handpicked men were getting thrashed, each blow leaving a devastating impact. They were knocked out cold, but not before enduring some serious damage that would leave some lifelong scars and effects.

"Have we met before?" Tom asked, his voice strained with a mix of anger and wariness As he tore away his suit, leaving himself in nothing but a pair of funny shorts, the other party remained motionless.

Despite having just broken the jaw of the last of Tom's men, he looked at Tom with a gaze filled with fascination, as if he were looking at an idol.

But soon, the expression on the man's face shifted to one of indifference as he replied in arrogance. "Don't worry," he replied casually, wiping blood from his face with his sleeve. "I'm terrible at remembering guys' names too."

With that, Tom was the first to rush towards Jin, a creepy laugh on his face as every muscle in his face tightened. "Ohoho, I'm surprised you dodged that kid. I was sure I will rip your head off!" Tom shouted, watching Jin easily evade his attack by jumping over him.

"Huh?" Tom looked around in surprise, suddenly losing track of Jin as if he were never there in the first place.

BAM! The floor cracked as Tom blocked an incoming punch, crossing his arms with a tinge of smoke emanating from the impact.

"Well done. People usually die when I do that," Jin remarked casually.

"Bastard! He's treating me like a toy! He's not even taking this fight seriously!" Tom seethed with anger, clenching his teeth.

He glanced around the pit formed by the sheer force of Jin's kick and looked at the state of his hand ,it was slightly bluish violet and were bended in weird direction.

Losing his temper, Tom's hair became messy, springing up like his increasing anger. His whole body turned red as he unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks, each aimed to kill. However, Jin effortlessly blocked them all with ease.

With his high dexterity and enhanced senses, Jin could read Tom like an open book. An angry Tom was not only dangerous but also more vulnerable in front of Jin.

Soon tired of merely blocking, Jin grinned and began to throw punches of his own. The difference was stark: they came at the speed of bullets, barely visible to Tom, and hit with the force of a moving train.

Tom Lee knew that Jin's punches were deadly, depending on how hard he hit, he could punch Tom's heart out in an instant.

Unlike his former brute self, Tom was now more calculated, using his battle IQ like the his time during the 0th generation. Depending on how hard he hit, he could punch Tom's heart out in an instant.

With a powerful kick, Tom was sent flying, forced to grab onto the floor to stop himself after a two-meter slide. As he got up, he glanced at the blood coming out of his mouth and the injury on his chest in the shape of a foot, showing the strength of the last kick.

"HAHAHAH," Tom began to laugh, placing a hand on his face, which now looked like a nightmare with the blood oozing out of his mouth.

"Strength, speed, techniques! He has everything!" Tom cursed the gods, feeling the unfairness of his own blessings.

"I want it! I want you!" Tom Lee shouted like a gorilla, surged ran forward faster than ever with surprising speed for someone his monstrous size.

He threw a punch aimed at Jin's head, intending to burst it open like a watermelon, but doubts were there cause the teenager in front of him didn't even look serious even seeing him this maddened up.

*Clap* His punch was easily caught by him like he expected it to come with one hand still in his pocket

Tom Lee's punches were nothing to scoff at. He was capable of smashing concrete pillars with his bare hands. Yet, this teenager was effortlessly blocking his punches as if they were nothing.

"Don't mess with me, I'm the fighting genius. I've experienced worse things than you in your entire--!" being angry and frustrated, Tom spat out, feeling like he was being treated like a toy by a mere teenager

For the first time, Tom felt something he had never experienced before 'fear'.

The air around him grew tense and hot as Jin's carefree expression shifted to something crueler, along with a maniacal smile. It seemed like he had found some answers he had been searching for. Tom didn't know why, but his body flinched.

Every hair on his body stood on end as he saw the predatory glint in Jin's eyes, sensing a predator's jaw tightening around his neck, ready to end his life.

"Fighting genius my ass. Just so you know, this was business and nothing personal," Jin retorted coolly. "Tell those White Tigers of yours not to follow me. I'd hate it if your shitty business kept losing members and made you a broke-ass homeless pig too."

With a smirk, Jin pulled and twisted Tom's hand, the sound of cracking bones echoing through the room. Then, with his free hand, he delivered a devastating punch to Tom's face, turning it into a bloody pulp. The force of the blow knocked out all of Tom's front teeth and left his jaw dislocated, knocking him unconscious on the ground.