The Clown was utterly shocked to see the person stand up so quickly and rejoin the battle!
After all, although he had only used thirty percent of his strength just now, it was by no means trivial to deal with!
A punch like that, even if it were to hit a tiger, would have either killed it or severely injured it!
Seeing this situation, the Clown couldn't help but put on a grim expression. No wonder the Hall Master valued these Gene Modifiers so much.
This was only the Second Generation, but what about the Third, Fourth, Fifth Generation?
One could imagine that their strength would be incomparable to the present, and even far surpass the current levels!
The most crucial point was that these creatures could be mass-produced!
If you are impressive as an individual, what if he makes ten, a hundred, or even a thousand of them? Can you still withstand it?