As he finished speaking, his legs propelled him forward with the speed of a gust of wind. In an instant, he was barreling toward Charlie, his massive fist raised, resembling a bowl in size!


    Years of rigorous training and a lifetime of dedication had honed his fists into powerful weapons. With just one punch, he could shatter stones several meters thick. No ordinary human could withstand his strikes and emerge unscathed.


    Charlie, however, had quickly discerned Hades’s fighting technique with just a nce.


    It was simply a series of wild punches. Despite the hardness of his fists, Hades was merely throwing them around without strategy. To Charlie, he was like a gecko clinging to a tree—insignificant.


    Thus, Charlie remained still, not even attempting to dodge or evade the oing fists. He weed the Iron Fist’s assault with a contemptuous grin.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Hades was taken aback by this audacity. How could Charlie be so dismissive? Hades had rushed forward, ready to unleash a flurry of punches, yet Charlie stood there, seemingly fearless and unperturbed!<fn11bc> N?w ?ovel chapt?rs are published on find·novel</fn11bc>


    This wasn’t just underestimating; it was tant arrogance.


    Determined to teach Charlie a lesson for his overconfidence, Hades surged forward, closing the distance in an instant as his Iron Fist came crashing down toward Charlie’s head!


    Duran watched with a smirk, muttering, “Eighth Bro is fortunate to face such an easy opponent! Lord Webb will surely reward him!”


    The other brothers looked at Hades with envy.


    In their minds, Eighth Brother was receiving a golden opportunity from their big bro. Charlie Wade seemed like a fool; if it were them, they could take him down with a single blow.


    Meanwhile, Isaac, Don Albert, and Liam, lurking in the shadows, were sweating nervously. Why wasn’t Charlie dodging? They couldn’tprehend his strategy.


    Unlike the rest, Charlie understood that Hades’s strength posed no real threat, making evasion unnecessary against such a feeble attack.


    The gust created by Hades’s punch rushed past Charlie’s face, followed closely by the hardened fist aiming for him!


    At the moment Hades believed he hadnded a fatal blow, Charlie moved one hand forward. Fixing his gaze on the seemingly weak fist, he gently pressed his own fist against Hades’s Iron Fist.


    In the blink of an eye, Hades felt as though his fist had been struck by a cannon! The rapid sequence of events sent a shockwave of pain through his arm, and the sound of cracking bones echoed in the air.


    Charlie’s seemingly gentle punch didn’t just block Hades’s assault; the force of their collision shattered Hades’s entire right arm!


    With a thunderous boom, the impact sent Hades soaring into the air,nding with a thud on the icy, snow-covered ground.


    His seven brothers stood in stunned silence. The sight of Hades’s mangled right arm, flesh torn and battered as if hit by artillery, left them in disbelief.


    Hades was the legendary Iron Fist!


    His fists were famed for their ability to crush granite! Any human struck by them would be reduced to a mere pulp.


    Yet, why did it seem that Charlie’s punch turned Hades’s Iron Fist into something as soft as tofu?


    With just one strike from Charlie, the fight was over. Who among them was truly the master of the Iron Fist?!<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>