Hack grinned smugly. You think I'm afraid of you? Perfect. I'll show you what Fish-Man Karate can do.
Four Thousand Brick Fist!
Iron Sand Palm!
Chinese martial arts versus Fish-Man Karate.
Bang! Fist met palm with an explosive crack. Their eyes locked as a fierce gale whipped around them. Even the nearby Sea Surface churned under the force of the collision, but neither man gave an inch.
"Hm?"
Hack had every confidence in his abilities. Yet his Four Thousand Brick Fist had failed to push Ye Chen back.
His brow furrowed, surprise flashing across his face.
"Not bad, huh?"
Ye Chen shook his head, withdrew his palm, and struck again. Hack refused to back down and unleashed the even stronger Shark Tile Fist!
Boom! The impact sounded like thunder crashing from the sky, deafening and enough to make anyone tremble.
This was a clash between real men, fist against flesh, palm strikes full of force. With every exchange, Ye Chen hit harder, while Hack held nothing back.
But after barely managing to unleash the Seven Thousand Brick Fist, Hack had reached his limit. He had used everything he had, and still he could do nothing to Ye Chen.
Then Ye Chen brought his Internal Power to bear and struck with another palm. Before his hand even touched Hack, the surrounding air gave a tearing shriek.
It was as if even the air could sense the terrifying power hidden behind that strike.
Bang! Hack held out for two seconds. Then the deck beneath his feet burst apart, and he flew straight backward.
Splash! Hack fell into the sea and soon sank from sight.
"Huh? Is that guy going to be all right?"
Ye Chen shook out his hand. Did I hit him too hard?
Hack still had not surfaced after a