Rare Healing Talent!

A massive power akin to a chaotic storm broke forth from Khal's fan, making Marx cross his thick arms before his face and resist the power with clenched teeth.

*Crack!*

Deep and wide cracks formed around his feet and it only got deeper and wider as Marx's colossal body was getting pushed back inch by inch by the wind pressure that Khal created with his assault.

"The... Fuck is this?" groaned Marx between his tightly clenched teeth as he struggled to keep his balance still even with his humongous body and try not to get flung away!

*Crack!*

*Crack!*

But naturally, Khal was not blind and noticed that Marx was struggling; as a result, the smile on his face that was still there became even wider and tightened his grip around his fan.

"I only used 35% of my current Body Essence and even that small amount showed amazing results! So what will happen if I attack him once again while he still tries his best?"