"How can your body possibly be this strong?!" Ray's voice exploded across the battlefield as he staggered backward slightly, his crimson spear trembling faintly within his grasp.
The disbelief on his face was impossible to hide anymore. Ever since the battle had begun, he had maintained absolute confidence in himself, especially after revealing the terrifying power of his Pseudo Cosmic Path.
He had expected fear. He had expected hesitation. He had expected the surrounding geniuses to look at him with awe and despair.
And they did.
Every participant standing on the eighth layer had already realized how monstrous Ray's comprehension truly was. Even Jonathan and Julie, two individuals acknowledged as monsters among monsters, had turned serious the mont Ray revealed traces of the Pseudo Cosmic Path.
Yet the person standing directly before him now had completely shattered all of Ray's expectations.
Max had not retreated.
He had not used so profound defensive treasure.
He had not relied on any mysterious heaven defying shield or ancient protective art.
Instead, he had blocked the terrifying spear strike of a Pseudo Cosmic Path with nothing except his own flesh and blood.
The sight alone felt absurd beyond reason.
Ray could still clearly rember the mont his spear collided against Max's body. He had felt the terrifying resistance behind those bare hands. It was as though his spear had not struck flesh at all but had instead smashed against an indestructible divine mountain.
What horrified him even more was what happened afterward.
The injuries.
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