Salute to the General novel Chapter 2799

Nathan's expression turned serious when he saw the incoming punch from Moab.

“Military Punch!”

Nathan exhaled a lungful of air before he stepped forward and swung out a punch.

After years on the battlefield, Nathan had mixed his own style of fighting and the hand-to-hand combat he learned in the military to create a full set of punching techniques collectively called Military Punch.

Nathan was currently using the first form of Military Punch-Thunderstorm.

With a swing of his fist, the weather changed.

His fist sliced through the air like a meteor, eliciting a soft snapping sound of electric sparks going off.

His punch was like a lightning bolt striking down Moab.

The fight unfolding in front of the crowd had gained the full attention of both humans and werewolves. They completely forgot about fighting each other as they stared at the battle.

The humans, includingjurgis and his subordinates, were all looking at Nathan with a concerned look, afraid he would get hurt.

Colin's and the Elite Eight's worry for Nathan's welfare was genuine and stemmed from their hearts.

Meanwhile, Jurgis and his subordinates were worried they would lose their only hope of staying alive if Nathan died.

Nathan's punch was groundbreaking.

However, the size difference between him and Moab was too much.

Moab's height was close to three meters, and his fists were the size of a boulder.

Many of the audience screwed their eyes shut. They couldn't bear to look at the outcome of the collision between Nathan and Moab.

In their minds, the scene of the smallsized Nathan facing the towering Moab looked like a praying mantis trying to stop a car.

They feared Moab's punch would smash Nathan into a pulp.

Meanwhile, the werewolves had expressions of excitement.