Poor Guy

The young man managed to hold the burly man's fist with just one hand! The sound of screaming in pain did not come from Ryan but from the burly man! 

Ryan squeezed the man's fist hard and didn't let go of his grip.

Strangely, Ryan's face looked calm and his grip didn't move at all. By this time, the burly man had gritted his teeth, his face was red and looked like he was in pain. His left hand that Ryan held was shaking violently!

At first, his hand only trembled a little but now it trembled even more. Everyone who saw them was already shocked. What the hell was going on?

Ryan then smiled at the man. "There's no strength, right?"

Shortly after saying that, Ryan let out his strength little by little, slowly forcing the burly man to get down on his knees while he moaned in pain.

His face was full of sweat, he tried to get away but it was all useless.