The next moment, all speculation collapsed. Paul Thompson, with a calm expression, stretched out his arm. A powerful aura descended, and Michael Bolton was unable to move at all, his neck gripped just like that.

There was only a one-level difference in strength between the two sides, but it was a world apart!

"Go to hell!"

Paul Thompson shouted violently, about to exert his strength, when suddenly a scorching sword aura struck. The young man in blue charged forward with his sword, his strength impressive!

"Hey!"

Paul Thompson laughed, the scar on his face writhing like an earthworm, looking extremely ferocious.

Suddenly, Paul Thompson spread his five fingers, a biting force rapidly gathering. In the next instant, a palm wind swept out, leaving Ryan Bennett with no way to dodge.

In fact, Ryan Bennett had no intention of dodging at all. Instead, he suddenly clenched his left fist, a blazing flame swirling around it, and struck hard at the opponent's palm!

"Bang!"

The two clashed and separated instantly. Ryan Bennett staggered back several steps, while Paul Thompson didn't move an inch. However, a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth—he had actually been injured by Ryan Bennett's punch!

"You... Are you from the Fire God clan?"

Paul Thompson's eyes widened, his pupils contracting sharply as he shouted, "Who exactly are you? I've seen the Fire God power of the Fire God clan before—it's never been this terrifying. You... who are you really?"

Ryan Bennett still wore a gentle smile. "Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is that today, I'm going to kill you and rid Liang City of a menace!"

"Heh... ha, hahaha..."

Suddenly, Paul Thompson burst into wild laughter. "You brat, you think you can beat me? I have Earth Level Three strength—what are you compared to me?"

Before he finished speaking, Ryan Bennett had already darted in front of him. Paul Thompson's heart turned cold, a sharp pain stabbing his abdomen—a sword blade had already pierced his chest, blood gushing out like a spring.

"Slash!"

Ryan Bennett pulled out his iron sword, only to find that after channeling all his Fire God power into it, the blade had started to melt, its edge ruined.

Paul Thompson staggered back, collapsing onto the steps, his eyes full of terror, yet he couldn't help but laugh maniacally. Wiping the blood from his mouth, he shouted, "Brat, you could have killed me, but too bad! Your fate is sealed. Today, Red Wolf Green is at the Wansheng Weapon Workshop—you are both doomed!"

At that moment, as if to confirm Paul Thompson's words, a ball of flame appeared atop the archway. There stood a mighty figure clad in iron armor, looking down at Ryan Bennett and Michael Bolton with a godlike majesty, his gaze full of disdain for the two youths below!

Michael Bolton gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with despair. In a low voice, he said, "William, I'm sorry. I never thought I'd get you into trouble today!"

A chill ran through Ryan Bennett's heart. "Is this Red Wolf Green really that strong?"

"Very strong!"

Michael Bolton stared upward, gritting his teeth. "Red Wolf Green roams the regions of Liang City and Peng City, famous for many years. He made his name with his unique skill, the Blazing Fire Palm. Of those who died under his hand, if not a thousand, then at least a hundred were experts."

On Green's chest armor, four shining gold stars were emblazoned, telling everyone that he was an Earth Level Four powerhouse—two whole levels above Ryan Bennett and Michael Bolton!

Looking down, Green snorted coldly. "Are you from the Fire God clan?"

Ryan Bennett nodded, saying nothing.

"Then you must die even more!"

Green opened his palm, which was filled with scorching flames, and laughed. "I earned the name Red Wolf with my flames, while your Fire God clan is all reputation and no substance. Only Frank Parker is worth anything; the rest are just useless drunkards. Boy, prepare to die!"

Ryan Bennett took a deep breath. Killing without reason seemed nothing unusual in this era. Only by killing this Red Wolf could he hope to survive.

Michael Bolton gathered his true energy, ready to fight. The two of them had to give it their all—otherwise, only death awaited, for the enemy before them was simply too powerful!

"Boom!"

Flames swept down—Red Wolf had made his move!

"Bang!"

Ryan Bennett saw nothing at all, but suddenly the city bricks beside him were crushed to powder by the force. Michael Bolton was buried in the rubble, blood gushing from his mouth, gravely injured!

Such speed—too fast!

"Thud!"

A heavy palm struck his chest—Red Wolf Green's ruthless blow came like lightning.

The wall of force shattered instantly, but Ryan Bennett remained calm. He twisted his body slightly, minimizing the damage, then grabbed the opponent's arm with his left hand. At the same time, his right fist, filled with Fire God power, struck like lightning at Red Wolf's ribs under his armpit.

"Ahhh..."

With cries of pain, the two separated.

Ryan Bennett was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, a sweet taste rising in his throat as blood filled his mouth.

Green still stood where he was, largely unscathed, though the armor under his armpit had cracked. This brought a hint of surprise to his face—he clearly hadn't expected this young man to actually injure him.

Licking the blood from the corner of his mouth, Green's killing intent surged. He laughed loudly, "You two—today, you both die!"

Red Wolf strode forward, and Ryan Bennett drew ever closer to death.

……

But just then, a fresh and sweet voice rang out—

"Who would have thought, the famous Red Wolf, only knows how to bully two kids!"