"Did you see that? That’s how powerful Desmond is. He easily surpassed the limit and advanced to the next level. Can someone like you do that?" Gianna gloated.

"What’s the point of being fast when internal energy is more important for a martial artist? You should understand how different we are now, right?" Desmond clasped his hands behind his back haughtily and snorted.

Although he was drained, he still needed to put on a front.