The blow from the battle was too much for the crowd to withstand.

It must be over, right? Who could withstand such a terrifying punch?

At the moment of the explosion, they saw it clearly. Declan's punch had struck Dustin. Even a person made of iron would surely have been obliterated by a semi-grandmaster's punch.

When the dust settled, all eyes were firmly fixed on the battlefield. However, the scene that greeted them left them dumbfounded.

In the center of the battle ring, Dustin was standing perfectly still. He hadn't dodged nor defended against the attack, allowing Declan's punch to strike his chest.

His feet seemed rooted in place, and he showed no sign of being pushed back. The only evidence of the impact was the hollow ground around him that was surrounded by cracks.

"H-How is that even possible?"

The crowd couldn't hide their disbelief as they looked at unharmed Dustin.

Declan had delivered a full-powered special technique, yet Dustin blocked it with his body?

What