All Martial Arts Under Heaven: Nothing Is Unbreakable, Only Speed Is Unbreakable

"Matt, are you all right?"

At another secret base, Frank dressed Matt's wounds and asked.

"...I'm fine."

Matt silently shook his head, his face heavy with worry.

Elektra Natchios, the daughter of a Greek diplomat and his former girlfriend, had vanished without a trace years ago. Now she had suddenly reappeared, only to cross blades with him. It really was...

Seeing the bitterness on Matt's face, Chun-Li clapped her hands and came up with a good idea.

"When I rescued Danny earlier, I planted a tracking device on Elektra."

She took out her phone, tapped it a few times, and pointed at the blinking red dot on the map with a smile.

"It seems they haven't discovered the device. Look, the red dot has started moving."

Everyone perked up and stepped forward.

Even Matt put aside his grief and stood up.

Only poor Iron Fist Danny lay alone on the bed, sleeping peacefully.

"Midtown!?"

Seeing where the red dot had stopped on the map, Frank and the others fell into thought.

They spent a day gathering intelligence, organizing their gear, and planning their tactics.

The following night, the six of them carried explosives and weapons as they quietly arrived at the Hand's building in Midtown.

According to the building blueprints Jessica had investigated, the building had underground structures.

"You go set the explosives. I can go down and save Elektra by myself."

Knowing how dangerous this was, Matt didn't want to drag his companions into it.

Unfortunately, none of his companions were cowards.

Danny rolled up his sleeves in displeasure. "Matt, that joke isn't funny at all!"

Jessica put her hands on her hips and pouted. "Do you think I'm the kind of person who abandons her companions?"

"Enough talking. If we run into Fire Cloud Evil God, I'll be the first to charge in!"

Flexing his muscles, Luke made it clear that he wasn't afraid.

Chun-Li and Frank stepped forward in turn and patted him on the shoulder. Without saying anything, they each drew a handgun.

"...Thank you."

Matt looked at them with helpless gratitude and stopped insisting.

Then everyone began moving.

First, they distributed the explosives throughout the various floors and set the timers.

Then they followed the ladder at the base of the building, quietly descending to the bottom of the huge pit.

There, Fire Cloud Evil God stood with his hands behind his back, slippers on his feet, berating the subordinates before him with the air of an old man guarding the gate.

"Back then~ I was being studied in a mental hospital, and I met a fellow patient named Li Ang.

There's something he said that I still deeply agree with. He said, time is like a dairy cow—if you squeeze hard enough, there'll always be a few drops."

"So, after all these years of reflection and refinement, I think four hours of sleep a day is far too extravagant.

Two hours of sleep a day is what will create more value for our Hand."

Behind him stood five leaders in a neat row, all with dark circles under their eyes, vividly demonstrating what it meant to lead by example.

"..."

Frank quietly made a hand signal, raised his rifle, and carefully aimed at Fire Cloud Evil God.

Danny curiously searched for Fire Cloud Evil God's whereabouts, yet simply couldn't "find" him.

Jessica finally couldn't stand it anymore and pointed to the old man below wearing a white tank top and slippers, indicating that he was Fire Cloud Evil God himself.

With a snort, Danny laughed so hard he nearly choked.

"No way, that old man?!"

Pointing at Fire Cloud Evil God, Danny wore an expression that said, "You're messing with me, right?"

Before Matt and the others behind him could stop him, Fire Cloud Evil God's icy gaze shot straight over.

Bang!

His raised hand easily caught the incoming bullet.

Fire Cloud Evil God tossed the flattened bullet to the ground, curled his lip, and said disdainfully, "Hmph. A few rats actually managed to sneak in!"

[Emotion Value from Frank Castle +567]

"My lord, leave them to us."

Alexandra clasped her hands and eagerly volunteered. Fire Cloud Evil God raised his chin and granted permission.

Thus, after instructing Black Sky Elektra to stay by Fire Cloud Evil God's side, the five leaders led their underlings toward the Defenders with fierce momentum, surrounding them.

Having been discovered, Matt and the others stopped hiding and stepped out openly, clashing with The Hand in a flurry of blows.

Each of the five leaders took on one opponent. The moment they exchanged blows, Matt's expression changed.

"They have no killing intent!"

Madame Gao's staff was soft and weak, lacking any force, and it even seemed to be transmitting some sort of message.

His heart stirring, Matt turned to check on his companions and found that they appeared to be fighting fiercely, trading punches and kicks in an impressive display.

Some underlings surrounded them with weapons in hand, shouting and making a great show of it, yet not a single one stepped forward.

Matt's powerful senses told him that these people's actions were strangely consistent—none of them had any killing intent!

Something was wrong!

What were they doing?

What scheme did The Hand have?

Surely, after things had come this far, they weren't going to put on some kind of fixed match? That would be too pathetic!

Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw Elektra, standing behind Fire Cloud Evil God, silently raise her blade at some point.

The blade moved without a sound, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, silently baring its fangs as it launched a fatal strike at Fire Cloud Evil God.

At the same time, the lackeys around them who had been holding katanas for show received their orders. Without hesitation, they threw away their swords, pulled guns from their clothes, and turned to fire at Fire Cloud Evil God.

The changes that unfolded across the scene in that instant were too dizzying to take in.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

"This is a killing trap!!"

Realizing this, Matt knocked aside Madame Gao's cane and hurriedly called for the Defenders to gather together.

But Fire Cloud Evil God was no longer the man he had once been. By absorbing the life force of countless vampires, his strength had already reached the peak of C-rank, 6-star.

He turned and sent Elektra flying with a palm strike. Facing the barrage of bullets, his hands danced like phantoms. Even when bullets could not be avoided, he evaded them one by one at the smallest possible cost.

Click, click.

Only when the gunfire stopped and no more bullets could be fired did everyone see in shock that bullets were continuously dropping from Fire Cloud Evil God's hands with metallic clinks, as if iron hammers were striking their hearts.

"Under heaven, no martial art is unbreakable; only speed is unbeatable."

[Emotion Points from Murakami +567]

[Emotion Points from Bakuto +578]

[Emotion Points from Sowande +581]

[Emotion Points from Alexandra +588]

[Emotion Points from Madame Gao +563]

[Emotion Points from Elektra +599]

"Don't be afraid. Follow the plan—we have a great chance of winning!"

Sensing the leaders' tension, Alexandra hurried to reassure them.

Now that they had torn off all pretenses, there was no turning back!

With no retreat left, the five worked as one. As they ran, they shifted positions, killing intent rolling off them as fists, palms, blades, and spears struck Fire Cloud Evil God from five directions at once.

Boom! x5

Airwaves churned, and the air cracked explosively.

The ground beneath his feet sank. Fire Cloud Evil God lowered his eyes, his body utterly unmoving, as heavy as a mountain.

The moment he spoke, his words were filled with contempt.

"You pieces of trash aren't even qualified to make me lift a hand."