Thomas moved and shifted around, trying to evade Cornelius and Bartholomew’s attacks, and he eventually found himself backed into a corner.

This is it! Cornelius and Bartholomew exclaimed excitedly in response, their eyes lighting up.

Huff! Huff!

Each of them threw a fierce punch at Thomas’ face.

You think you can dodge, huh? Try and dodge this, you rascal! Die!

The two elders had already made up their minds about Thomas in advance. They acknowledged that his footwork was a bit elusive and his evasion was quick, but there was nothing to fear. They didn’t consider him a real threat.

Cornered, Thomas raised his hands and caught the elders’ fists.

Bam! Bam!

Cornelius and Bartholomew were astonished, their eyes widening with incredulity.

Is this kid even human?! Not only is he fast, but he’s also incredibly powerful! They had given their all in that combined attack, yet Thomas still managed to catch them. What sort of monstrosity is this? How is this possible?!

To make matters worse, they felt as if their fists were being held by a pair of pliers, shackled firmly in Thomas’ grasp. Both men were unable to withdraw their hands.

evident that Thomas’ strength was not

though they were getting older, they had cultivated

around after their momentary stupefaction. Almost simultaneously, they lifted their legs and

“Die!”

envision Thomas dying instantly after being booted down. After all, he had their fists under control. If he dared to let go, their relentless onslaught would resume. Of course, they didn’t think Thomas would be foolish enough to release his

die in their hands

Bam!

Whoosh!

their astonishment, Thomas had seemingly anticipated their movements and leaped into the air, blocking their legs with his

an unbelievable height. He was like a martial arts master in the

clean and swift somersault,

actions seamlessly and at breakneck speed. If one did not look closely, they would think Thomas could teleport, shifting positions in the blink

“This is…”

and redirecting their

Ignatius, was stunned by

so quickly that not even Cornelius and Bartholomew could

simple, but it required extremely precise control over the user’s strength. One slight mistake could lead to self-injury instead of utilizing the opponent’s force. Therefore, those who mastered this skill were exceedingly rare in reality. Not even Bartholomew, Cornelius, and Ignatius achieved such a level of control over

that?” Quentin asked, perplexed. The elders all share the same look of surprise. Could it be a powerful technique? It seems

he’s doing is using his enemy’s force for himself. If executed properly, not only will the enemy’s attacks fail to harm him in the slightest, but they will also enhance his strength. Such an extraordinary skill only ever appeared in legends and has long been lost. To think Clifford has learned it!”

Gasp!

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