Chapter 130 - Tamers Friendly Competition - 8

"REN!" he shouted, throwing himself against Feng in a desperate attempt to break through.

Klein's first punch connected with Ren's stomach, driving the air from his lungs. The second crashed into his side. The third struck his face, making him spit blood. The fourth would have downed him if Astor wasn't holding him upright.

"This one is for daring to strike me," Klein prepared the final blow, his lion's power concentrating in his fist like golden fire.

Even then, held and beaten, Ren refused to surrender. His mushrooms pulsed one last time as he gathered his remaining strength, their light steady despite his battered state.

"And this," he managed between ragged breaths, blood staining his teeth, "is for underestimating me."

His final kick connected with Klein's knee, making him stumble, curse in pain and fail the hit.

But the price was steep when the lion kid recovered.