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Grabbing Yato's leg, she pulled him and threw him forcefully behind her.
"Uh-huh!"
Accompanied by a dull thud.
Yato's back slammed heavily to the ground, but fortunately he tensed his muscles in time. Although his internal organs suffered some impact, it was not too serious.
He endured the burning pain in his back, got up from the ground, and continued his confrontation with Wu Hori.
Wu Horio glanced at Yato, then looked down at his bleeding wrist.
His original plan was to lift the person up and smash them to the ground, but the other person kicked him with their other foot midway, severing the tendons in his wrist. As a result, he lost his grip on the other person and ended up throwing them away instead.
"An invisible foot strike? I admit it, you kicking demon, you deserve to be called a 'demon'. However, it seems you haven't fully explored the potential of this move. With incomplete skills, you can't possibly defeat me."
The right hand joint is damaged and the tendon in the left hand is partially ruptured, which has affected the bending and force exertion of the fingers.
Clearly, this brat is here to weaken his own fighting strength.
Even if there is a difference in strength, as long as both arms are disabled, even the most skilled fighter will inevitably suffer a significant reduction in combat power, because no matter what kind of martial art it is, it cannot be separated from the hands.
So, we need to be a little more serious.
As Wu Hori thought about it, his aura suddenly changed.
"liberation!"
His body suddenly swelled up.
The veins on his arms bulged out, and his skin looked as if it were stained with blood. It was not only bright red, but also radiated visible heat!
Even from four or five meters away, Yato could feel the heat emanating from him.
It was as if his whole being had become an oven, producing terrifying energy by burning something.
"...Are they here?"
Yato said in a low voice.
The opponent finally resorted to this tactic.
Perhaps it's fortunate that I successfully weakened the opponent's arms before they could use this move.
but……
Yato felt his wrists trembling uncontrollably, and the shivering sensation emanating from every cell and tissue of his body, which greatly shocked him.
His instincts were screaming, urging him to leave immediately.
Stay away from this terrifying monster!
Yato had fought the Kure clan before. To avoid his fatal attack, Wu Fengshui used his Release technique, becoming almost inhuman with a ferocious face, like a 'demon' from Japanese ghost stories!
However, the concept of "liberation" varies from person to person.
Wu Fengshui, with only 28% liberation, and Wu Horio, with 60% liberation, are simply incomparable.
The latter not only has a higher degree of liberation, but also leaves Wu Fengshui far behind in terms of basic capabilities.
如果吴风水解放前的实力是10，平时只有1，解放后可以达到3，那么吴堀雄的总实力就是100！常态是10！解放后可以达到60！足足是吴风水的水桶的六倍大小！是吴风水常态实力的六十倍！
Looking at the fat middle-aged man whose neck and face were covered with bulging veins, as if insects were crawling under his skin, but whose expression was calm and composed, Yato's sense of crisis was amplified to the extreme.
obviously.
Wu Horio was so familiar with the move "Liberation" that he used it without any hesitation, and every bit of force was as if it were his own arm, and he was not affected by negative emotions.
This is what it means to be in control of oneself.
"A attribute value of fourteen points..."
Yato gritted his teeth as he thought about the sum of the opponent's attributes after their release.
How to fight this?
"Come on, let the battle between ghosts begin."
Wu Horio's tone remained completely unchanged.
His voice was lower and deeper than before, echoing like thunder through the unfinished building.
Before Yato could reply, he launched an attack.
"That speed—!"
Yato's pupils contracted.
The arms act like a threshold and a door frame, first blocking and then catching.
The whole body moved accordingly.
To cope with impact, simply spreading your arms to block can damage your shoulder joint, and the defensive effect cannot be maximized.
"So heavy!"
After successfully blocking the opponent's fist, Yato's expression changed slightly.
The force here is more than twice as strong as before.
The hand injury I inflicted on the opponent earlier seemed to have never existed; there was absolutely no sign that it had been weakened!
Yato staggered back four or five steps before he could barely dissipate the force.
As if not wanting to give him time to adjust, Wu Horio launched a series of attacks.
Straight punch, hook punch, spinning backfist...
Low kick, side kick...
It was like hitting a punching bag; they seemed to have no regard for the opponent's counterattack, just relentlessly attacking, hitting wherever they wanted, without any fixed routines, and it was impossible to discern any fighting style. Or rather, the martial arts passed down through generations of the Wu clan were fundamentally different from the fighting techniques available on the market today.
Although each of Wu Horio's attacks was powerful, swift, and fierce, Yato managed to defend against them with difficulty.
His arms really did look like two big doors.
No matter how fiercely the opponent attacked, they held them firmly at bay.
Unlike the defensive stance of covering one's face with both arms, Yato divides the opponent's attacks into three types: high, medium, and low. His arms rotate up and down like two spinning pointers, effectively covering 80% of his body. He can always block the opponent's attacks one by one in the middle of their attack.
"I see. Is this the application of 'Bang Shou' in Wing Chun? I didn't know you knew this. Nowadays, people who practice Jeet Kune Do only look forward and not backward."
Wu Horio suddenly said.
"..."
Yato remained silent, sweat pouring down his forehead.
His face was flushed red from the rush of blood.
The shirt on both arms was torn open, and the skin was red and swollen. Many peripheral blood vessels had even ruptured, and blood was seeping out of the pores.
Although he had a hidden trick up his sleeve, it wasn't of much help.
As the saying goes, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.
Human endurance is limited, and seemingly robust defenses can only last for a short time. Under repeated heavy blows, bones will eventually break, and muscles will turn into minced meat.
Perhaps due to excessive pain causing nerve numbness, Yato's movements were a beat slower, and as a result, he was hit squarely by Wu Horio's front kick, a technique favored by the ancient Spartans.
Despite using his knees and elbows—the two hardest parts of the human body—to resist the impact, Yato was still sent flying backward by the force of the more than two tons of impact.
His back slammed into a load-bearing column.
Before he could even stand up and wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wu Horio caught up in the chase.
"hateful!"
Yato's eyes were bloodshot; the fear of death drove him into a state of rage.
But he did not lose his rationality.
With a roll, he first dodged Wu Horio's downward slash, and then used a sweeping leg kick.
"Vacuum Katekoma!".
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Like turbine blades, kicking techniques capable of severing an enemy's lower limbs also influenced Wu Horio.
His trousers were cut into strips, and his hairy calves were covered in blood, some wounds so deep that the bone was visible.
Unexpectedly, Yato had such a trick up his sleeve, and Wu Horio was caught off guard and suffered severe injuries to both of his calves.
But the intense pain only made him more aggressive.
The offensive became even more ferocious!
A single punch could shatter a load-bearing pillar, and a single stomp could crack the floor. Yato, who was nearby, even had the illusion that the building was shaking!
Even if you manage to block it, you'll still get sent flying by the hammer.
"Rotate knee drop!"
After taking flight once more, Yato used the supporting pillar to generate force in the opposite direction and launched a kicking technique from mid-air.
His body spun rapidly.
The sharp energy generated by Lan's foot also spun around, making him seem like a drill.
Upon seeing this, Wu Horio unceremoniously threw a punch at him.
boom!
The fist and leg collided violently, generating an impact that could force a person back.
"Uh!"
Yato fell to the ground.
I felt a force travel from my legs to my whole body, making my whole body feel like it was falling apart.
Especially the feet that directly clashed with the opponent, not to mention the soles of the shoes cracked.
The pain was intense, shooting from my heels to my ankles.
"His bone is fractured..."
He quickly assessed his injuries.
I looked at the other person again.
Wu Hori is also having a hard time.
The clothes on his right arm were torn to shreds.
The fist was a bloody mess, and some broken knuckles were even visible.
Clearly, that right fist has reached its limit.
Even if you force yourself to launch an attack with this right fist, it won't have much effect.
However, Wu Hori's desired effect was achieved.
He traded one hand for Yato's greatest advantage—his legs.
It's important to know that although his attribute values completely outclassed Yato's.
But only in the area of Agile.
The advantage is extremely minor.
Because the system modified Yato's feet to make him more like the people in the pirate world in order to learn the Tempest Kick, and as a derivative of another Rokushiki, [Shave], the Tempest Kick gives Yato amazing performance in short-range bursts of power.
Even Wu Hori would have a hard time stopping him; he could only wait for Wu Hori to attack, endure a round of attacks, and then turn the tables and subdue him.
This can be seen.
Yato is not entirely without advantages when facing Wu Hori.
Therefore, Wu Hori chose to exchange one hand for both feet.
This way, the battle can be resolved quickly.
"Kid, beg for mercy. Maybe then I'll let you go."