"Grock the Great!" The spectators chanted his name in excitement. Up until now the man had an unbeatable track record with more than a hundred consecutive wins!
In their eyes this was the easiest bet of their life. Even if the return wasn't going to be big, it was easy money, nonetheless.
"Here comes Grock!" The man exclaimed before punching forward.
'There is no finesse to his movements. The only reason he has reached so far is his heavy reliance on cybernetics.' Michael analyzed. There was no need to even use Parallel Sight, since his opponent's attacks were so easily telegraphed by his movements.
Swush!
Grock's fist stopped mid-air. To the surprise of the onlookers, Michael dodged the strike effortlessly!
"Come on now, don't tell me this is the fastest you can move?" Michael taunted with a smile.
"YOU!" Grock's face flushed red from rage. Forsaking any control over his movements, he unleashed the full potential of his cybernetic arm, his punch traveling two times faster.
