Isaac Vs. All-America (3)

"God of Lightning's Rage!" All-America lunged towards Isaac while the lightning suddenly engulfed his entire body. He looked like a god of lightning descending from the heavens.

Isaac lifted his gun and aimed at All-America's shoulder. After taking a couple of short breaths, he pulled the trigger.

Bang!

"Turn to ashes!" All-America's voice vibrated as he shouted. He clenched his left fist coated with lightning and punched at the incoming bullet.

The bullet couldn't withstand the power of lightning and slowly turned to ashes.

"Lightning Str—" As All-America was about to make his next attack, he suddenly felt a lack of presence in front of him. The visibility was terrible because of the snowstorm, and he couldn't see Isaac properly. However, he could feel his presence.

Until now.

The presence suddenly vanished.

Pow!

A snow-coated fist appeared from the snowstorm and struck All-America's right cheek.