Rising From The Death

Chapter 18

The man named Dixon stared at Mason with an intense gaze. He observed Mason’s appearance and body posture carefully.

Noticing that the man’s build seemed ordinary, Dixon became certain that Mason was not a fighter like him.

However, Mason’s movements surprised him. There was no way Mason should have been able to dodge his attack. And yet, at this moment, Mason was gripping his hand tightly.

"How is this man able to do that?" he murmured in his heart. It was almost unbelievable.

This was Dixon’s signature move—one that always weakened his opponents. Usually, no one could counter him in this regard. But an ordinary man like Mason… it was strange that he had managed to deflect the attack.

"This man shouldn't be able to overpower a professional fighter like me," he thought with confidence.

Dixon was a skilled fighter, well-known enough that most people avoided conflict with him.

"Let go of my hand!" he demanded, struggling to break free from Mason’s grip, only to realize it was useless. M