As Eric charged forward, the three men immediately broke formation. Though Eric was alone while they were three, it was commonly said that "two fists are no match for four hands," and they had six hands. But how would they fight?

They underestimated Eric's speed. Edward was a tad slower, and Eric's fist struck his chest.

With a loud "bang!" accompanied by a scream, Edward was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood. One punch was all it took to incapacitate him.

"Edward!" Steven panicked at the sight of his brother coughing up blood.

Pablo was equally shocked. Eric wasn't bluffing—his strength was undeniable. A single punch from him made a legend cough up blood. He was incredibly powerful!

"Kill him!" Pablo shouted.

Steven nodded, and the two of them attacked Eric from both sides, leaving no blind spots.

Unwilling to clash head-on, Eric threw punches to either side, creating distance.

Seeing this, Pablo laughed heartily. "Steven! He's nothing! He's just bluffing. If he we