It was like a typhoon carrying heavy rain hitting head-on. Amidst Sade's dizziness, he couldn't tell how many punches and kicks Fatty launched in that instant. His hands, almost instinctively, frantically tried to block.
The situation of the two chas was identical to the first match. One could only see the golden cha rising and falling, with fists and legs falling like a teor shower on the green [Peace Lake]. The constant clash of tal sounded like thousands of firecrackers igniting in an iron barrel!
Suddenly combining and suddenly separating! With a loud bang, the green cha's defense had been breached by the golden cha's attack at so point. A kick struck its abdon, sending it flying backward and crashing onto the ground, raising a plu of dust.
Looking at the green cha covered with bruises in an instant, the audience fell silent!
The dust stirred up by the chas still hung in the air. The explosive collision sounds seed to still echo in everyone's ears.
Fatty's attack had rendered the Mingxin Sect's Level 3 cha War God defenseless. This fact left everyone present dumbfounded.
Sade had barely managed to stabilize the cha's stance when he heard the engine roar, and Fatty's [Pentium] started up again.
This ti, Fatty revealed a hand speed of 73 moves per second!
Using the Ten-Thousand Web Formation!
This Ten-Thousand Web Formation ranked thirty-first in the Little Pi's [secret martial arts manual]. Originally, it was the Ancient Tomb Sect's ultimate skill from Ancient Earth martial arts novels. When the eighty-one moves are executed, it's like laying down a web that can catch eighty-one fluttering sparrows.
During thousands of years underground, Little Pi combined this palm technique theory with the Mad Demon Staff Technique, precisely calculating steps, rhythm, power, angle, and speed. When perford accordingly, the cha, in increasingly fast accelerating movents, transford into a thousand-handed Guanyin, with an attack speed reaching its peak.
When Fatty's hand speed hit 65 moves per second, he could fully perform this technique. At the mont of execution, the golden [Pentium] acted like a madman, raining punches down on Sade's [Peace Lake].
At this mont, the entire training ground was deathly silent, not even a cough could be heard.
In everyone's eyes, there was only the golden cha [Pentium], and the green cha struggling under its frenzied punches.
No one knew that Fatty's current hand speed was at 73 moves per second, and moreover, the eighty-one relentless moves of the Ten-Thousand Web Formation significantly boosted hand speed.
Everyone just knew that in terms of speed, there was absolutely no one in this world faster than the golden cha before them.
The speed Anlington demonstrated when attacking Fatty earlier, the speed that amazed everyone, now seed like slow motion compared to Fatty.
The green cha, whose movents were originally gentle and slow, had now beco disordered and overwheld. Obviously, its rhythm was disrupted by Fatty's attack, rendering it unable to effectively resist. The solid defense of the Mingxin Sect's cha, once seen by ch Knights as impenetrable, appeared to be full of flaws now.
It lasted less than ten seconds before a green figure was flung into the air again, crashing to the ground, motionless.
Amidst the sound of sharp intakes of breath, the green cha's cockpit popped open with a thud. Sade, with a dazed look, climbed out from the cockpit, lowering his head to inspect his cha.
[Peace Lake] lay on the ground, its green cha shell dented and uneven. The external armor was tattered. The limbs' tal fras and drive rods were twisted and deford. In just a few dozen seconds, who knew how many punches it had taken from Fatty. Amazingly, it was beaten to a pulp without any fatal strikes!
There was no need for further competition.
Anyone with a bit of sharpness could tell that even the Four Great Schools, let alone a one-on-one, might struggle to deal any harm to Fatty even in a four-on-one situation.
Phantom Stream's ghostly movent technique combined with Thousand Army Sect's lightning-fast attacks. Fatty could easily knock down the four chas one by one before they encircled him!
"Watch this!"
Fatty's bellow snapped everyone on site back to awareness.
Everyone's eyes fixed on the center of the field, only to see the golden cha, on its own, punching and kicking through the dust cloud.
This ti, there was no storm-like rapid attack. Each punch and kick was slow and clear, moving with a unique and enchanting rhythm, the many-ton machine body gliding across the ground without displacing a speck of dust. anwhile, its hands moved in slow circles, occasionally striking out abruptly, scattering the lingering dust.
The core technique founder of the Mingxin Sect, Tai Chi!
Sade and a group of ch Knights from the Mingxin Sect bit their lips hard, eyes wide open, fists clenched, veins bulging, and bodies trembling uncontrollably. Who could exhibit the Mingxin Sect's core technique to such a level?!
After a set of Tai Chi Boxing, the golden cha's form shifted, now exhibiting a strange set of moves.
A reverse back kick, legs sweeping like a giant axe. After landing, it moved swiftly left and right, fists swinging sideways like two whistling teor Hamrs. Imdiately, it turned back, extended a single arm, stabbing forward like a long spear... Fa'en only saw stars before his eyes. Transforming fists and feet into eighteen different weapons, wasn't this the exclusive skill of the Huaxing Sect?
Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the unmatched fierceness of the Tai Sect. Spirit Snake Fist, the strange ruthlessness of Absolute Kill Stream. Great Vajra Palm, the sky-penetrating force of the Mountain Breaker Sect.
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