The Supreme Man with his oversized belly and Malthus with his toned abs like a male model for Blacked category videos, clashed their fists.
The impact fucked the air as the fight between two overpowered beings began.
The Supreme Man had thrown his trident away as he said never needed it. It was just for show.
Malthus also didn't have his sword on his hand because his hands were enough.
They both exchanged fists after fists but no one was able to hit each other. Just like two dogs who bark with all their being at each other from far but when they come close, they give a pee excuse and leave the fight.
Their fists kept clashing against each other and no one backed down. They were equal in strength.
I was behind the Supreme Man and was seeing his fight on the sky-screen.
The people were the same as no matter whether they liked the Supreme Man or not, they still wanted their planet to become free from the red invader. I hope, at least.
"Alright, place your bets!"
