As Silver Fang bared his edge, the monsters in the front ranks fell in swathes like harvested wheat!
Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist seemed gentle as water, but the currents beneath its surface were violently turbulent. Monsters struck by Bang's fingers, palms, fists, and elbows either had deep finger holes left in their vital points or had their chests caved in, spewing great mouthfuls of shredded organs and flesh!
Spurred on by blood and death, the remaining monsters bared their ferocity, opening their fanged maws as they pounced on the elderly figure sweeping through them like a god of war!
Yet the instant their attacks touched the flowing-water force, they were deflected. Often, one monster would slap a companion's head clean off, only to be impaled by the claws behind it the next moment!
"Phew-"
As the monsters' screams gradually faded, Bang performed a long backward somersault that belied his age and landed steadily beside Bomb. He exhaled a straight plume of white breath and said, his breathing even, "I'm getting old. It actually took me this long to deal with that bunch. Unlike you, big brother-you finished off that tough-looking big fellow so quickly."
Bomb stood with his hands behind his back, every inch a martial arts grandmaster. He smiled faintly and said proudly, "With the level we brothers have reached, dealing with that sort of disgrace to the martial arts world naturally doesn't take much time."
Having regained the strength to beat up his little brother, Bomb had been in a good mood ever since coming to Z City.
After expressing his disdain for Gouketsu, he looked approvingly at his younger brother and said, "But Bang, compared to a year ago, your Flowing Water Fist has reached another level."
The silver-haired elderly younger brother replied with a beaming