"How could this be..." Zhuo Hongjun's inner voice muttered, his eyes filled with unwillingness and malice.
Just a few minutes ago, when he had confidently requested to join the battle from the senior general, he believed that as long as he took action, he could defeat Alex Austin before the others arrived.
But when he actually engaged Alex Austin, he realized just how difficult this Thunder God of the White Eagle Federation was to deal with.
He had always held himself in high regard, never placing anyone else in his eyes, but after fighting Alex Austin, he had no choice but to admit that Austin's strength far exceeded his imagination.
He didn't even have a chance to fight back and was completely pressed down.
If Alex Austin hadn't needed to retreat quickly, after another ten or so rounds, he might have even been killed.
It was precisely because Alex Austin's combat power was too terrifying,
