Second Round Ended

"You must fight me fairly!" Iron Palm screamed angrily. His body was shaky, his legs seemed as if they might melt at any moment, and he couldn't feel a single finger of his.

Dray, of course, would not give him his wish. After having struck numerous times and become nearly exhausted, Iron Palm's Bronze totem skill was still alive.

Iron Palm was far from dead. It would be more appropriate to say that Iron Palm was unable to move his body due to muscle strain.

To defeat Iron Palm, Dray lacked the necessary strength. Hence, the only alternative choice was to identify Iron Palm's weak point.

Every skill had a weakness, and Dray was certain that the Bronze Totem skill did as well.

Where was Iron Palm's flaw?

Neck? No.

Eyes?

He had no idea. As a result, Dray began testing each location one by one.

Dray avoided attacking the wrists, shoulders, thighs, and stomach, which were common targets.

He'd start with some unpopular spots.

To begin, the crotch was the ideal target. Dray had no choice but