Chapter 535 Warrior, Needless to Say
In a refreshing and pure world, two figures roared and swung their fists with all their might, which was enough to shatter the world.
Up to now, regardless of who was better, the nature of their fists was still very different.
Sakutsuki, who directly sniped Achilles' vital points, was simply the embodiment of a one-hit kill.
Achilles launched a fierce attack at the highest speed, tossing Sakutsuki with a meteor-like fist, which was a boxing technique that existed to kill the opponent.
As expected, Sakutsuki thought in his heart.
Achilles' fists did have unparalleled power, but they still tended to be linear, which was a way to increase destructiveness by abandoning changes.
He would take advantage of this loophole, in other words, to win by constantly making actions that exceeded his predictions. This was something that even the original Sakutsuki might not be able to do, and it was a calculation that could only be completed by an assassin whose magic eyes were strengthened and corrected.
"What...!"
The next moment, Achilles suffered. His punch to Shuoyue's chest was dodged by his side. Although he immediately took a defensive posture, Shuoyue had already twisted his ankle and prepared to turn to the joint technique, aiming at the ankle in his hand to further harm it.
To defend against this move, you can use the tactic of turning your body to the direction of the twisted ankle and kicking the opponent away with your free foot to release the restraint. However, Achilles did not do this, but pressed his hands on the floor-just like that.
"Huh?!"
The person who was amazed became Shuoyue. It was unbelievable that Achilles lifted Shuoyue up with the power of his right foot alone. Shuoyue reflexively released the restraint of his arm while smacking his tongue, and quickly pulled away, aiming one foot at his face and quickly zooming in.
Bang!
The air wave exploded, and Shuoyue flew backwards in the blink of an eye, smashing the fountain in the flower bed, and rolling on the lawn in embarrassment. Bang—Achilles kicked the ground hard and leaped up, kicking Shuoyue's head with a light body, and Shuoyue responded with an elbow without hesitation.
Achilles' kick hit Shuoyue's side of the head.
Shuoyue's elbow hit Achilles' chest.
Compared to Achilles who immediately protected his chest after landing, Shuoyue ignored the pain in his head, and punched the opponent's face with all his strength.
Achilles wanted to dodge, but the next moment, he felt a tearing pain in his neck.
"What...!"
At the critical moment, he glanced at the ground and was horrified to find that his red shawl was stepped on by Shuoyue, restricting his dodge in a completely unexpected way!
The next moment—
Bang!
A figure fell down like a rag sack, collided with the ground, made a creepy sound like steel friction, and then bounced up heavily. Until now, Shuoyue did not let go of the shawl, but slashed his arms in front of his abdomen, smashing down fiercely like a bell.
A dragon emerged from the water, turning the rivers and seas upside down.
One of the eight major moves of Bajiquan, Overlord Breaking the River!
If this move hits, even a hero with a steel body may be broken in the waist!
"Ka...!!"
Accompanied by the pain of rupture, Achilles' body collapsed, but his hastily put up defense finally worked, blocking another killing move, but Shuoyue did not expect to kill with one blow, he still stepped on Achilles' shawl, and took advantage of the opportunity when Achilles fell into a brief stiffness to change his moves again!
The left foot took a false step, the left fist was put at the waist, the palm facing up, and just as Shuoyue was about to hit the left and right hard to open the door, Achilles' eyes showed a look of determination. He rooted his feet to the ground, and shook his head desperately like a trapped beast. He did not intend to tear the scarf into pieces, but to use this huge force to pull Shuoyue to stagger, and the prepared moves came to a halt.
The last chance!
Achilles, who was at a disadvantage, roared, and the passion that had been suppressed until now burst out like a raging wave.
Even he didn't know what he was roaring about, and he didn't want to know. He just blindly used straight punches, jabs, hooks... In just a few seconds, Achilles used countless attacks at a lightning speed.
And Shuoyue resolved them one by one by blocking, bending over, and dodging sideways, while constantly approaching the opponent.
Both sides knew that this was the final decisive moment. Achilles' condition and Shuoyue's physical strength did not allow them to conduct another round of attack and defense.
They must find a chance to reverse the situation - Achilles thought so. He took the initiative to aggravate his injuries and gave up the initiative gained by defense. He must not waste it easily.
He condensed his life like a gust of wind into a pair of fists, constantly infusing his beliefs, self-esteem, honor, and love.
In the burning passion and roar, Achilles gradually forgot everything and just indulged in the pleasure of fighting.
However, Shuoyue was different.
He infused not only emotions but also rational strategies into his fists.
Endure, endure, and endure continuously.
Always watching for the most appropriate time.
——The enemy is a famous hero.
——He must surpass the object.
——I must never lose to the man in front of me in any place.
——My arrogance is not inferior to anyone.
There was no way that Shuoyue would let go of her shawl, and Achilles knew this was his last chance, so he launched a violent and violent attack, while Shuoyue endured it silently.
Became covered in blood, skin torn, bones broken, nerves severed.
This was the price.
The price was ten seconds of hell.
Created a very small miracle that even great heroes could not achieve.
Then, in the moment when Achilles briefly recovered his breath, the blood-soaked, dead-looking Shuoyue moved, without any skills or tricks, but with the warrior instinct that could not be cultivated by the Fate Atlas, and mastered in countless life-and-death battles.
The target was the spirit core, without any extra feints, just stepping forward and punching-
"This is my fist, my gun, my knife, my arrogance, everything about me...!!"
"Catch it, Achilles!"
It was the fastest, highest, and strongest blow that even a meteor could not surpass.
"——————"
The moment this blow hit, the mind immediately understood everything.
What kind of power did this blow master after what level of training, what level of enemy could it defeat, and whether he could withstand such a blow.
Achilles understood it all in an instant.
This punch was a blow that Sakutsuki risked everything on. Under such conditions, he could have defeated all the famous heroes in the world.
And he was no exception - he had been defeated by him.
His whole body felt numb. It was a fatal blow that shattered his soul core.
Even so, the first thing he thought of was a word of praise like "Great". This punch was not something that ordinary humans could achieve. It was a realm that only heroes who continued to study and study could reach.
It was simply a "death notice" that was even better than the treasure.
Blood blocked his throat, and Achilles' lips moved, and he uttered two words with difficulty.
"Beautiful... beautiful."
"... Thank you."
Achilles fell down with words of admiration, and did not stand up again. With the master's treasure, the barrier formed by the great magic dissipated.
The arena immediately returned to its original state, and the slowly flowing time returned to its normal track again.
But there are things that cannot be restored. The wound of Shuoyue will not heal immediately, and Achilles's soul core has been completely destroyed.
That is not a situation that can be solved by healing. The moment they accepted this challenge, they had already abandoned all insurance. Even if there were any resurrection treasures and skills, they were completely powerless at this moment.
Because losing in that duel means "death".
So on the battlefield of the sky garden, everyone saw Achilles lying on the ground with a broken soul core; and Shuoyue who was barely half-kneeling and covered with bruises.
Although the battle was so fierce that it almost made people hold their breath, the two fighting men looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
Laughed heartily.