Haymaker Defeats Little Black!

The second form of the Fighting Technique: Haymaker!

Haymaker had a passive ability, which was that it could store the damage received, with the storage amount reaching half of Aeneas's own maximum vitality.

Moreover, the vitality of the Terror Black Bear was astonishingly high. Just one or two slaps had already brought the Grit around Aeneas to the threshold, meaning it was pointless to continue taking damage.

Naturally, the Grit stored through the passive ability would not just sit there; it would erupt with unprecedented, terrifying power in the upcoming actively released Haymaker, dealing true damage to enemies directly in front.

In this world, true damage could be understood as critical hits combined with armor piercing. In short, even the Terror Black Bear would absolutely be unable to endure it head-on without suffering any consequences.

The right heavy punch of Facebreaker just now had already left the Terror Black Bear dazed and disoriented, and the ensuing Haymaker was a pure killing blow that could definitely go toe-to-toe with the Terror Black Bear!

That Grit instantly transformed into endless, densely flickering golden light spots, which converged upon the fist of Aeneas.

This time, the punch would not be affected by the alternating left and right punches of Pit Grit, so Aeneas struck with his habitual right fist!

"Haymaker!"

Aeneas directly threw a heavy punch, and all the Grit erupted instantly.

Meanwhile, the Terror Black Bear had also been brewing its strength for a while; at the exact same time Aeneas threw his punch, the bear's paw came slamming down!

For a small person weighing less than a hundred pounds facing a terrifying black bear over three meters tall and weighing over a dozen tons, the answer according to common sense was obvious.

The height of the Terror Black Bear here was not measured from head to toe while standing up at three meters, but rather the height from the soles of its feet to its back while it was on all fours!

Yet Aeneas was merely a little speck, and a single palm of the Terror Black Bear was larger than him.

However, Aeneas's flesh and blood did not go flying next.

Only to see the golden-yellow light spots rapidly gathering in the right fist of Aeneas erupting at super-speed, surpassing the explosive might of the previous Facebreaker right heavy punch by a wide margin, actually knocking the Terror Black Bear over directly and even causing its hind paws to nearly leave the ground.

What kind of concept was this?

Aeneas almost knocked flying an astonishingly heavy Terror Black Bear?

Hiss--

Terrifying indeed.

The Terror Black Bear could never have anticipated that Aeneas could actually send it flying with such a tiny body.

From this, one could also glimpse just how immense the power of Aeneas's Haymaker truly was. The effect was already so remarkable when landed on a bear's body, so it would simply be unimaginable if it hit a person!

Furthermore!

Haymaker was not a single-target attack.

It was just that the size of the Terror Black Bear was too huge; if converted into creatures of the same size as Aeneas, then sending over twenty of them flying with a single punch was completely effortless—roughly within a range of five or six meters in front of Aeneas, absolutely no one would be spared.

Moreover, this distance would also increase with the refinement of Aeneas's own strength and his proficiency in mastering the techniques!

"Thud!" Aeneas slammed his knees into the ground, and his entire body dropped straight to his knees.

He could no longer stand; whether it was the left and right heavy punches of Pit Grit or the two major moves of Facebreaker and Haymaker, all of them pushed Aeneas's physical stamina to the brink of exhaustion.

"The stamina consumption of Facebreaker is about as great as Haymaker, and both take more out of me than Facebreaker." Aeneas gained an understanding of his current physical stamina. "As for The Show Stopper, I can only use it when I am at full stamina, and after using it I just collapse flat on the ground—I literally cannot move a single bit!"

Aeneas looked at the Terror Black Bear, which was already lying there like a corpse, and climbed up with difficulty to check and confirm repeatedly.

This time, the Terror Black Bear had truly fallen unconscious.

Aeneas versus the Terror Black Bear!

Aeneas wins!

Haymaker defeats the Terror Black Bear!

"Finally..." Lying on the ground, Aeneas looked up at the clouds in the sky, which seemed both out of reach and within easy grasp, and couldn't help but think of the Sky Island living above the clouds.

"Moon People?" Every time Aeneas achieved a small milestone, his yearning to embark on adventures and witness with his own eyes those grand spectacles he had once seen on screens grew ever stronger!

"One day!" Having successively defeated the Silverback Gorilla and the Terror Black Bear today, Aeneas had completed the small goal Obi-Wan had assigned him.

It had only taken a year!

After resting for about half an hour, Aeneas returned to his previous spot and retrieved the iron sword he had dropped.

His body felt somewhat fatigued. Although he was extremely curious about what Tinos was like, he no longer had the energy today; he planned to head back, have a huge meal, and get some good rest.

"Besides, Uncle Obi-Wan has been gone for so long without a single piece of news. It's truly worrying."

What Aeneas actually worried about was Rami. Obi-Wan was a swordsman; even if he wasn't world-famous, he was still no pushover, and not many people could trap him even in the North Blue.

Rami was different, however. Rami was just an ordinary little girl, and her physical condition was even extremely frail.

"I wonder if Rami will get sick out there on the sea..." Looking at the distant coastline, Aeneas also sighed. "Tomorrow, I can finally enter Tinos! Maybe I can gather some news over there!"

Then Aeneas hoisted his hundred-pound iron sword onto his back.

Though he had also thought of tucking this iron sword at his waist, it was simply too cumbersome, throwing off his entire center of gravity.

To keep himself from becoming awkwardly uncoordinated with a heavy left side and a light right side, Aeneas simply strapped the large iron sword directly onto his back—just like Dracule Mihawk carrying the black blade on his back in anime.

Aeneas felt this looked extremely cool, as a man should wield a forty-meter-long broadsword!

Yet the iron sword lacked the aura of someone else's black blade, but Aeneas was happy with it anyway—what business was it of yours?

Then, stepping with joyful strides, Aeneas returned to his small cabin. After his physical stamina recovered a bit, he began today's training once more.

"Even though I've achieved my goal, training cannot be neglected!" Lacking the energy to go into town, Aeneas still had the energy to train right here, truly slowly transforming himself into a cultivation maniac.

Exercising really was something that could become addictive.

If you couldn't form a habit, nothing came of it, but once formed, feeling uneasy and wretchedly uncomfortable if he didn't lift some heavy objects every day!

Aeneas stripped down to just a pair of trunks, revealing his taut, well-defined upper body. His muscle lines were rugged, and the key was that they looked extremely harmonious and aesthetically pleasing. Every morning when he woke up, Aeneas would still spend a dozen minutes admiring himself in the mirror.

His strong and powerful lower limbs were also extremely well-developed, all specifically trained by Obi-Wan to enhance Aeneas's speed and explosive power.

Though he was still very far away from things like Soru and Geppo, the sensation of leaping a dozen meters in a single bound also made Aeneas extremely thrilled and excited.

When in his past life had he ever experienced this kind of unbridled, dashing sensation?

"Tomorrow, see you in Tinos!" Looking at the setting sun, Aeneas unusually did not continue his supplementary training today, and quickly drifted off into a deep sleep...