Just like before, the moment the referee uttered the word "BEGIN," Maximus lunged forward.
Like a bull released from its pen, his massive body shot forward with surprising speed for someone his size. His powerful feet slammed into the floor, leaving cracks with every step. In an instant, the twenty-meter gap between them vanished.
Isaac didn't move.
He simply stood there, his small frame slightly crouched, both daggers held loosely at his sides. His grey eyes stared straight at Maximus as he approached with terrifying speed.
And just as Maximus came within range, Isaac moved.
His body dropped low, ducking under Maximus's right fist as it shot forward like a cannonball. The punch missed his hair by mere centimeters. At the same moment, his left dagger slashed toward Maximus's stomach.
SWISH!
