Chapter 62: Back and Forth, The Intent of Flowing Water
Bang could feel it. King was suppressing his vitality—which usually burned like a high noon sun—adjusting its intensity to match Bang's own level.
This revealed King's intention: he wanted a duel of Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, not a contest of brute strength.
Truly arrogant... As expected, young people have plenty of spirit...
With that thought, Bang raised both hands. The soft-conquering-hard Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist struck out in alternating blows.
Since it's come to this, this old man must respond to the young man's expectations!
Two people, two pairs of fists, collided in the void.
Two intents of flowing water simultaneously tried to neutralize the opponent's attack, yet they cancelled each other out, leaving only the raw collision of fists.
Bang's expression changed. His right hand's technique had been neutralized, meaning he was forced to contest King's strength with pure physical power.
This was obviously impossible. His right hand would snap in the first instant.
Although King had suppressed his vitality, physical durability obviously couldn't be suppressed. Their bodies were not in the same league.
When equal force is applied, the one with higher durability remains unharmed, while the one with lower durability shatters.
To avoid this, Bang's left hand flowed through the void. A faint blue intent of flowing water covered the space in front of him, diverting the force of King's right fist.
But this broke the original balance of left-vs-left and right-vs-right. King's left fist, carrying the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, landed directly on Bang's abdomen.
"Guh!"
Bang was sent flying backward like a cannonball.
His feet carved two deep trenches into the ground, but he wasn't just being knocked back; the surface of the trenches was unusually smooth.
Faint blue light swirled beneath his feet. Soft energy continuously neutralized the impact force within his body. Finally, after sliding back dozens of meters, he successfully stopped.
As a martial arts grandmaster who had perfected the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, how could he limit himself to just his hands?
Although the operating logic of the technique didn't perfectly match the legs, he could rely on his seasoned skills to utilize it to some extent.
Residual pain throbbed from the impact site. Bang's face darkened slightly, and his eyes showed unprecedented seriousness. He assumed the stance again.
Before the fight officially started, although he was amazed by King's incredible comprehension—learning the technique he had struggled to find an heir for in an instant—he had subconsciously held a certain view:
No matter how strong King is, he just learned the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist. In terms of usage, he should still be a notch below a grandmaster who has practiced for decades.
But now, it seemed Bang was wrong.
King's usage of the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist was not inferior to his own!
My my... this really brings back memories of my youth. My blood is boiling just like back then.
Fragments of memories flashed through his mind, rising and falling in the river of time, replaying the exciting first half of this old master's life.
Young Bang had been a complete scoundrel, utterly devoid of conscience for the sake of his own desires.
He sought martial arts duels not to improve, but simply because he disliked someone, using the pretext of sparring to beat them into cripples.
Back then, he had none of the demeanor of a martial artist. He indulged in pleasure every day, arrogant because of his talent, even believing he was a unique, unparalleled existence.
It wasn't until his older brother, Bomb, beat him senseless that young Bang finally realized his mistakes.
After that, he buried the [Exploding Heart Release Fist] he used in his youth deep in his heart. Through painstaking research, he developed this soft-conquering-hard Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist.
Mr. King, you indeed possess extreme comprehension, instantly mastering the technique I created. But in terms of the intent within, this old man won't lose!
In a trance, Bang seemed to regain the passion of his youth—the self who fought all kinds of enemies, the self who wanted to become stronger.
Sensing the change in Bang's aura, King paused for a moment, then the corner of his mouth curled into a faint smile.
Looks like S-Class Rank 3, Silver Fang, is getting serious.
Their strengths were obviously not on the same level. If King really wanted to defeat Bang, frankly, it would take one punch.
But he didn't want to do that. He wanted to experience the peak of martial arts and show respect to this old man.
After all, he was the one who proposed to "experience the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist." Knocking the old man over with brute force would be pointless.
With a clear mind, Bang took a step forward. His figure turned into an afterimage and vanished, closing in on King at extreme speed. His fists seemed to flicker with faint blue water-like power.
King's expression remained unchanged. His majestic, domineering face was still intimidating. Amidst the thunderous roar of the King Engine, he mirrored the stance of the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist.
In the next second, they clashed again. The soft power flowing in their fists ground against and reversed each other.
Bang, ultimately more experienced, found an opening and punched King in the abdomen. Seizing the moment, his fists turned into a blur, landing five consecutive hits in less than a second.
Taking multiple hits, King merely took half a step back. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he threw a punch with chilling momentum in a strange posture.
This punch not only used force equal to Bang's but also contained the absorbed impact of the five punches he had just taken.
Facing this heavy blow, Bang took a step back, then leaped forward. His hands flowed in mid-air, actually dissipating all the force of King's punch.
BOOM!
The ground beneath them exploded again. Invisible shockwaves swept wildly in all directions from their center, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Using the dust cover, Bang borrowed the force he had just neutralized and unleashed a Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist far fiercer than before.
King retaliated in kind. While neutralizing the force of Bang's punch, he added even stronger impact and fired it back.
The two continued to "Russian Doll" the force using the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist. The attacks grew stronger and stronger, eventually reaching a point where every punch shattered the earth.
I send force to you. You neutralize it, add your own force, and send double back to me.
I neutralize your counter, add my force, and send it back again.
And so it repeated, endlessly.
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