Chapter 923

The crowd watched in disbelief. "Is Andrew out of his mind? Is he actually trying to take that hit head-on?" "He's done for. That punch is gonna shatter his arm." Most of them had already made up their minds about the fight's outcome. To them, Andrew had no chance. Clifford's victory was as good as sealed. Some even shot Andrew sympathetic looks, convinced he was about to suffer a humiliating defeat. Clifford himself barely spared it a thought. A flicker of surprise crossed his face when Andrew didn't dodge, but it passed just as quickly. He chalked it up to desperation—nothing more than the futile struggle of someone who had already lost. He had no doubt that brute strength would decide this fight. But just as his fist closed in—mere inches away from making contact—something changed. Andrew's energy surged, a sudden and overwhelming pressure rolling off of him like the weight of a mountain. "First Form Imperial Fist—Mountain Shaker!" It was a technique Andrew h