The out-of-shape old man from before was gone, replaced by an old man with... exaggerated muscles.
This was Combat Preservation Fist, a secret art of Jio-Ken. Simply put, Lao G had stored his youthful condition through a special method and was now drawing on it, temporarily returning to the peak of his strength.
Lao G now knew full well that he was no match for the boy before him, but his goal was merely to wear him down, so he had used his strongest form right from the start.
Lao G said, "Come on! This is my true strength!"
With that, he charged straight at Miland, but Miland, who had remained motionless all this time, had no intention of continuing to take his attacks head-on.
Lao G threw a straight punch at Miland's face, but instead of feeling it connect with a body, his fist passed straight through. This is bad, Lao G thought. It was an afterimage left by his opponent's incredible speed!
Before he could react, Miland, who had somehow appeared behind him, drove a fist straight into his back. Lao G went flying at once, utterly unable to resist.
It was an incredibly striking sight. Lao G was now roughly two or three times Miland's size, yet despite his advantage in bulk, he had been sent flying by the "petite" Miland.
Lao G smashed a large hole through the castle wall as he flew. A moment later, he struggled to his feet, bright red blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Miland's punch had already inflicted internal injuries.
He truly had not expected the gap between them to be so obvious. He could not even withstand a single punch.
Seeing that he could still fight, Miland immediately walked toward him. Su Yu had stressed to him