At this moment, Dickson looked as pathetic as he could be.
His entire face was covered in blood, and his clothes were in tatters.
However, he actually said such a thing.
Everyone on the scene was dumbfounded.
"This guy has been beaten silly by Frederick, hasn't he?"
"The game is about to start now, and it's almost over."
"He's still showing his cards? He's not putting on an act?"
"What the hell are you pretending to be?"
Even Frederick was perplexed by these words.
Could it be that this kid had been hiding his strength all along?
"It shouldn't be like this!"
Usually, people who practiced martial arts would know whether they had it or not as soon as they started fighting.
From what he had done just now, Dickson was just a little better than ordinary people.
He couldn't make a big deal out of it at all.
Forget about one Dickson, even if ten of them went up together, Frederick still had the confidence to deal with them one by one.
"Did I make a accident?"