Garou Grows Stronger

Who said heroes were right and monsters were wrong?

If justice was so powerful, why was evil still born?

And why did evil have to lose to justice?

"I'm going to prove that evil can defeat justice too!!"

Garou charged at Bang, throwing a punch at him.

Bang raised one hand in front of Garou's fist, but instead of blocking it with force, his palm retreated with the momentum of Garou's punch while his other hand viciously slapped Garou across the face.

Garou felt a sharp pain in his face, and even his features warped from the impact.

But Bang's attack did not stop there. Blue streams of force appeared between his hands as he rapidly pummeled Garou.

"I won't let you escape this time!"

Garou was like a rag doll, tossed around by Bang's fists and kicks.

As Garou felt his body growing weaker under Bang's blows, he knew he could not keep letting Bang beat him up.

Otherwise, it really would all be over. He did not want to lose to this old man like this.

Just as Bang struck Garou again with a punch, blue flowing traces appeared around both of Garou's hands.

The next moment, Garou's hands collided with Bang's hands.

"So you finally used it," Bang said in a low voice.

The Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist—Bang's signature technique, and the martial art Garou excelled at using.

After Garou left the dojo, he had declared that he would never use this fighting style again. Yet now, he had used it.

Garou said nothing. This was no longer the time to keep promises. The most important thing now was surviving.

Bang was somewhat different from those Konoha people.

The people of Konoha only wanted to throw him in prison, but Bang wanted to beat him to