Chapter 1743: Raged

Michael began to fight back.

Covered in blood and gritting his teeth, his face twisted in pain as he rushed forward, clearly slower than Howard.

To the ordinary eye, Michael's speed was visibly inferior to Howard's, and it seemed certain that his strength couldn't match his opponent's.

But the more this happened, the more tragic the scene became—and the more it moved the onlookers.

"You don't know your limits!" Howard shook his head, eyes full of contempt, as he launched...