"You must have a death wish, old man!" Rodney sneered, watching Gordon stretch nonchalantly.

Gordon glanced up at him with a twisted grin. "Young man, trying to provoke me before the fight even starts? Clever move, but it won't change the outcome—you'll still die."

Rodney's face tensed, but he smirked coldly. "You want my life? We'll see if you have what it takes."

With a low growl, Rodney charged forward, closing the distance in two powerful strides. He executed a low sweeping kick aimed