And as result, I ended up taking more damage. I wanted to cry.
And to think that, even so, I still found this fun—I couldn’t even think anything else, other than that my brain was rotten.
Well, that’s how it is. That’s exactly what a brat that couldn’t give up on being the strongest is like.
Chester had straightened his crooked nose. I spat out the clotted blood and got my breathing under control.
In that case, there was no problem. Now then, let’s continue.
Distance was irrelevant. In an instant, Chester put me in his striking distance and unleashed his fist, polished to the point of perfection.
I took his fist and countered by trying to twist it past its limit.
At this rate, it’s going to break—Chester must have thought as much. Once again, he used his remaining right arm and drove his fist into my nose. Didn’t this senile fool feel any pain? Back away a little, I’m telling you that’s against the rules, isn’t it?!
However, this time I did not back down either. I took a single step forward just as Chester’s left fist was straight ahead as if to push into it.
A distinct cracking resounded. Chester’s fist made direct contact with his own arm.
It was definitely broken! My faced was dyed with delight at having have broken my opponent’s greatest weapon. However, it was stained with anguish the next moment.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught his knee driving into my stomach. Immediately after, I was assaulted by hellish pain. I couldn’t endure and collapsed onto the ground in a puddle of bloody vomit and bodily fluids.
But, had that been his fist instead of his knee, I would have been finished.
Even if my body was ruled by pain, my mind was oddly calm. But, even so, my brain did not allow my body tranquility.
When I saw Chester’s foot about to trample on me, almost as though I forgot about the pain, I took my hand away from my abdomen and grabbed Chester’s leg.
He did his utmost to avoid getting toppled but, having lifted one foot, he was left balancing on only one leg.
Almost as if though he were begging for it, I tumbled Chester.
The silence lasted for less than an instant. Whilst grimacing in pain, we both stood and took our distance.
“Haa- Haa- How about it? Shouldn’t you be close to your limit?”
“Shut it. Khak… Isn’t that you…? You idiot, treat the elderly better. Hitting me without holding back.”
Elbow and Stomach, both he and I were holding our heavily damaged bodies.
The pain was no problem, but we were both at out of stamina.
That question that reflected out desire, we answered it with our actions.
Our next exchange was likely to be the last. Even if we didn’t say it, we knew.
“Let’s go…!”
“Come!”
Offense and defense. At the contrasting signals, the two shadows crossed.
The damage was roughly the same. However, I understood my own advantage.
Since I neutralized his greatest weapon, his left arm, the only courses of action open to him were to either to use kicks or his right arm!
On the other hand, I had injured my stomach, but if it was only pain, it wouldn’t be a hindrance. If it was purely damage, though, I was worse off. However, the last one to remain standing is the winner. I had no intention of letting my knees touch the ground until I had been declared the victor.
With my awareness heightened to its limit, an instant turned into an eternity.
I could see, amidst the world that appeared to flow slowly around me, the Prime fighting style had absolute confidence in its fists. As expected, his last move will be his right fist!
However, that was within my expectations. If it was an attack that I had see through, I could return it with ‘Shadow Leaf’!
In preparation for the counterattack, I took the flowing water stance.
His right fist swinging in an arc–
Did not graze me.
Impossible! A feint rotation?!
I had a stance to catch his arm with both of mine; Chester’s right arm passed just before my hands.
It was unthinkable for this man to misjudge the distance…A feint at this point?!
In that case, a kick or maybe a roundhouse—it can’t be.
If it wasn’t his right fist, what was coming? Having have missed the mark, my mind lapsed for a second at having lost the bet.
…By the time I realized it, it was already too late. The left fist of the Prime fighting style that had even been compared to a swordsman’s sword.
There was no way that this man wouldn’t use it in this situation.
With his broken left fist…!
…Ah, dammit. It was frustrating.
Within the slowly flowing world, right before my mind went blank, I certainly felt that guy’s left arm touching my jaw.
The backhand blow from his broken left hand smashed right into my jaw.
And as result, I ended up taking more damage. I wanted to cry.And to think that, even so, I still found this fun—I couldn’t even think anything else, other than that my brain was rotten.Well, that’s how it is. That’s exactly what a brat that couldn’t give up on being the strongest is like.Chester had straightened his crooked nose. I spat out the clotted blood and got my breathing under control.In that case, there was no problem. Now then, let’s continue.Distance was irrelevant. In an instant, Chester put me in his striking distance and unleashed his fist, polished to the point of perfection.I took his fist and countered by trying to twist it past its limit.At this rate, it’s going to break—Chester must have thought as much. Once again, he used his remaining right arm and drove his fist into my nose. Didn’t this senile fool feel any pain? Back away a little, I’m telling you that’s against the rules, isn’t it?!However, this time I did not back down either. I took a single step forward just as Chester’s left fist was straight ahead as if to push into it.A distinct cracking resounded. Chester’s fist made direct contact with his own arm.It was definitely broken! My faced was dyed with delight at having have broken my opponent’s greatest weapon. However, it was stained with anguish the next moment.Out of the corner of my eye, I caught his knee driving into my stomach. Immediately after, I was assaulted by hellish pain. I couldn’t endure and collapsed onto the ground in a puddle of bloody vomit and bodily fluids.But, had that been his fist instead of his knee, I would have been finished.Even if my body was ruled by pain, my mind was oddly calm. But, even so, my brain did not allow my body tranquility.When I saw Chester’s foot about to trample on me, almost as though I forgot about the pain, I took my hand away from my abdomen and grabbed Chester’s leg.He did his utmost to avoid getting toppled but, having lifted one foot, he was left balancing on only one leg.Almost as if though he were begging for it, I tumbled Chester.The silence lasted for less than an instant. Whilst grimacing in pain, we both stood and took our distance.“Haa- Haa- How about it? Shouldn’t you be close to your limit?”“Shut it. Khak… Isn’t that you…? You idiot, treat the elderly better. Hitting me without holding back.”Elbow and Stomach, both he and I were holding our heavily damaged bodies.The pain was no problem, but we were both at out of stamina.That question that reflected out desire, we answered it with our actions.Our next exchange was likely to be the last. Even if we didn’t say it, we knew.“Let’s go…!”“Come!”Offense and defense. At the contrasting signals, the two shadows crossed.The damage was roughly the same. However, I understood my own advantage.Since I neutralized his greatest weapon, his left arm, the only courses of action open to him were to either to use kicks or his right arm!
On the other hand, I had injured my stomach, but if it was only pain, it wouldn’t be a hindrance. If it was purely damage, though, I was worse off. However, the last one to remain standing is the winner. I had no intention of letting my knees touch the ground until I had been declared the victor.
With my awareness heightened to its limit, an instant turned into an eternity.
I could see, amidst the world that appeared to flow slowly around me, the Prime fighting style had absolute confidence in its fists. As expected, his last move will be his right fist!
However, that was within my expectations. If it was an attack that I had see through, I could return it with ‘Shadow Leaf’!
In preparation for the counterattack, I took the flowing water stance.
His right fist swinging in an arc–
Did not graze me.
Impossible! A feint rotation?!
I had a stance to catch his arm with both of mine; Chester’s right arm passed just before my hands.
It was unthinkable for this man to misjudge the distance…A feint at this point?!
In that case, a kick or maybe a roundhouse—it can’t be.
If it wasn’t his right fist, what was coming? Having have missed the mark, my mind lapsed for a second at having lost the bet.
…By the time I realized it, it was already too late. The left fist of the Prime fighting style that had even been compared to a swordsman’s sword.
There was no way that this man wouldn’t use it in this situation.
With his broken left fist…!
…Ah, dammit. It was frustrating.
Within the slowly flowing world, right before my mind went blank, I certainly felt that guy’s left arm touching my jaw.
The backhand blow from his broken left hand smashed right into my jaw.
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