The Rise of a Master It Starts With Rejection novel Chapter 919

Felix mirrored the gesture as a sign of respect.

Heath reminded him of Ronan in some ways—both carried an air of innocence and inexperience.

The match began abruptly, with Heath making the first move. He remained rooted in place and sent a palm strike hurtling toward Felix from a distance.

The power was palpable. If his earlier gesture could create gale-force winds, this deliberate attack shattered the very air.

A cacophony of snapping and crackling filled the arena, showing just how terrifyingly powerful his seemingly straightforward strike truly was.

Felix vanished from his spot and reappeared at Heath's flank, delivering a swift roundhouse kick.

Heath didn't dodge or flinch. Instead, he absorbed the attack with his body and struck again.

Immediately, Felix retreated several feet away.

He felt like he'd kicked against a mountain earlier. It was completely ineffective against Heath, proving that the latter's body possessed incredible resilience to physical attacks.

Moreover, that kick's power was equivalent to an early-stage Blood Realm strike. Yet, judging by Heath's essence, he was merely at the Pulse Realm.

"Wow. Felix is fast, but it doesn't look like he can hurt that guy. That big guy's defense is unreal."

Upon hearing Melissa's comment, Billy yawned and said, "Felix is being too cautious. All this testing and probing is boring. Just fight already."

A minute passed, and the crowd grew bored as well.

The fight seemed to hit a stalemate. Heath's slow speed meant he couldn't land a hit, while Felix, quick as he was, couldn't break through Heath's defenses.

"You're not giving your all. That's disrespectful to me," Heath suddenly rumbled. Raising both hands, he slammed them downward with immense force.

"Crush!"