Chapter: 1098

"What?" Startled, Abigail stopped attacking and turned her face. However, she was too slow, and her bat slammed into her shoulder. She immediately winced in pain.

"That’s impossible!" Abigail gritted her teeth and swung her bat toward Preston again, her attack much faster and stronger this time.

"Foolish child." Preston smirked and did the same thing, causing Abigail to be hit by her attack. She instinctively lifted her arm to block the bat.

There was a thud as the bat cracked under the force, and her arm was injured.

"That’s it! I’ll kill you!" Abigail cried furiously. Her stubborn personality caused her to attack again, but the results were the same.

All her attacks on Preston were reflected and hit her instead.

Right before the bat could bust her head apart, a stone shot out and shattered the bat, stopping the attack.

"You’re no match for him, kid. Go and take a break." Dustin told her.

"I can still fight!" Abigail was upset.

"Don’t be stubborn. Just watch and learn." Dustin gestured for her to step back.

Pouting, Abigail stood back reluctantly.

"Pfft! She’s no match for me, so what makes you think you’ll win?" Preston mocked. He had yet to use half of his strength earlier.

"Enough with the chit-chat and do your worst." Dustin placed his left hand behind his back and extended his right to curl his finger, provoking Preston.

Preston’s face immediately darkened. He felt insulted by Dustin’s actions.

"Preston, don’t you go easy on him!" Miranda demanded.

"I’m going to beat the cr ap out of you!" Preston shot toward Dustin and struck him with both palms.

Shadow Dance was a move that could defend and attack simultaneously, allowing Preston to catch his opponents off guard. Although Dustin’s feet didn’t move an inch, he raised a hand and swung it down fiercely.

True energy burst forth and broke past Preston’s defense. Instantly, Dustin slammed his palm into Preston’s chest brutally.

Blood instantly splurted from Preston’s mouth as he flew backward and landed on the car. The car dented from the impact.

"Did you see that, kid? That’s how you’re supposed to deal with him." Dustin turned his head and gave Abigail a small smile.

"Um…" Abigail forced a smile. There was no way she could learn that. He was on a completely different level!

"Preston!" Shocked, Miranda rushed over and pulled Preston out of the car.

Preston was as strong as a High-level martial artist, yet Dustin smacked him away so easily. It was shocking.

"Are you alright, Preston?" Miranda asked worriedly.

"I’m fi-