At Ta Lo Village's training ground, the atmosphere was not as tense as a real fighting arena. Instead, it felt more like a technical exchange filled with curiosity and exploration.
The two stood facing each other in the center. On one side was Sabre, standing tall with a presence as steady as a rock, radiating the hardened aura of an elite veteran. On the other was Peter, who looked somewhat uneasy.
"Relax, Mr. Parker." Sabre's lips curved into the firm smile characteristic of a soldier. "This is just a friendly technical exchange. No need to feel pressured."
Hearing that, Peter tried to look calmer. "Uh, okay. Please go easy on me, Mr. Sabre..."
With the pre-fight exchange over, Sabre, knowing his opponent was superhuman, made the first move. Like a cheetah that had lain in wait for ages, his transition from stillness to motion was unbelievably fast!
A simple straight punch without the slightest flourish, yet packed with astonishing explosive force, tore through the air like a cannonball and shot straight at Peter's face!
Peter had no time to think. The sharp warning of his Spider-Sense and his battle-honed physical instincts reacted before his brain did. He instinctively raised both arms and crossed them in front of himself.
Bang!
A dull impact rang out!
Sabre's fist struck Peter's crossed forearms solidly. The expected sight of the young man being knocked back never came. Instead, Sabre felt as though he had punched an incomparably tough alloy. A powerful recoil traveled up his arm, leaving his entire arm slightly numb.
Sabre's gaze sharpened abruptly, and the trace of disdain in his heart vanished at once. Before the first strike had even failed, his next move was already coming!
Using the recoil, he spun halfway with the momentum. His other leg lashed out