This time, Thunderer did not stop Davos from attacking. He, too, thought Kraft was far too arrogant, and letting Davos teach him a lesson would do him some good.
With his many years of martial arts experience, Thunderer could tell at a glance that although Kraft had trained his body to some extent, he had never received any systematic combat training. Davos would have no trouble taking him down.
But things did not go as Thunderer expected. Kraft not only easily dodged Davos's swift overhead blow, but even had room to counterattack.
Kraft evaded Davos's fist with a sideways slide, twisted his body into a full turn on the spot, and lashed his right leg toward Davos's waist like a steel whip.
Fortunately, Davos was no pushover. He raised his arm in time to guard his side, but the tremendous force of the kick still sent him stumbling.
Before Davos could regain his footing, Kraft pivoted another half turn on his right foot and drove a powerful side kick into Davos's chest, sending him flying.
"Yay! You're so cool, big brother!"
Arale waved her arms and bounced up and down at the sidelines, cheering him on.
Since Kraft had known K'un-Lun's rules from the start, he had come prepared. He had dug out the Modified Clockwork Bandages, which had been gathering dust for ages, and loaded them with some new combat data obtained from S.P.E.A.R.
Just now, Kraft had been entirely guided by the Clockwork Bandages' automatic combat program as he beat Davos up. With his own fighting skills alone, even dodging would have been a struggle.
"If that's the best any of you can do, I don't think what I said earlier counts as boasting."
Although he had defeated Davos by cheating, Kraft put on the air of a