Even when it was apparent that Andres did not use much of his internal energy in the punch, they were still worried that Darryl could not withstand the attack.
As Andres attacked, Darryl stood there, unmoving. He smiled plainly without any intention of dodging the attack. Everyone else panicked when they saw it.
'It's over… He isn't even going to avoid it. Is he really going to let Andres punch him?'
"What are you doing? Dodge it!"
Gigi stomped her feet anxiously as she shouted out loud.
'Why is he not dodging since he was the one who wanted to fight with Andres?'
It would bring great shame to the Pure Yang Division if Darryl was defeated by Andres with just one punch. However, Darryl was still not moving. Instead, he looked at Gigi to bring some comfort to her. Darryl may have looked like he did not care, but he knew the angle and strength of Andres' punch.
"Take this!"
Before everyone knew it, Andres was already right in front of Darryl. Suddenly, he sped up because he could not wait any longer to finish Darryl so he could continue flirting with Gigi.
Everyone closed their eyes unconsciously as they did not bear to watch. 'What a great shame to the Pure Yang Division today.'
When everyone was not watching, Darryl flicked his right index finger to form an air blast to hit Andres' leg. The air blast was formed by the concentration of Darryl's divine power. It was invisible and silent, but it had a solid form.
"Ouch!" Andres screamed in pain.
The attack was too fast that neither Gigi nor anyone else saw it. Andres did not see it coming. He felt his leg wobbly and fell to the ground with his face facing down.
Everyone was stunned and widened their eyes to ensure they did not see it wrongly. 'What happened? Why did Andres suddenly fall down?'
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