A blazing flash streaked past as Rosha's leg shot out in a Light-Speed Kick.
Hulk had no idea what had happened before he took the kick head-on.
Violent energy erupted, and Hulk's body flew straight out of the shop like a cannonball, crashing heavily onto the ground.
"Worthy of an admiral-level Flash-Flash Fruit like Yellow Monkey's! It really packs a punch!"
Rosha withdrew his right leg, a highly satisfied smile appearing on his face.
This was no longer ability training or development. This was genuine combat—Rosha's very first battle, one could say.
He had not expected his opening kick to be so spectacular that it sent even Hulk flying.
Rosha was quite satisfied with that.
Of course, the moment Rosha delivered that kick, he had completely exposed himself to the military. There was no doubt about it.
But Rosha had long been prepared for that possibility.
After all, whether he acted or not, from the moment the wanted Bruce Banner appeared in his shop, this outcome had become unavoidable.
And frankly speaking,
Rosha's strength had now grown to a sufficient level, and he no longer took such matters too seriously.
What was going on?
Out on the street, General Ross's eyes widened abruptly, as though he had witnessed something unbelievable.
Hulk had actually been blasted out by some immense force?
How was that possible!
General Ross had pursued Hulk for so long, fought him numerous times, and conducted detailed research on him. Even Hulk's birth was connected to him.
It would not be an exaggeration to call General Ross the person in the world who understood Hulk best. No one knew better than him just how terrifying Hulk was.
How much power that green body contained.
Yet now, Hulk had actually been sent flying?
Who was it?
General Ross instinctively