“Alright, let’s see who’s stronger,” Selena said, stepping into the circle.
The muscular man smiled arrogantly, “Since you’re a girl, I’ll let you attack first.” He flexed his muscles a few times.
“Fine, remember, you said it.” Selena clenched her fist and shouted, “Ha!” She threw a punch, the wind from her fist creating a visible trail, cutting through the air with a fierce howl.
“Bang!” Selena’s punch landed on the muscular man, who slid back a few centimeters but showed no change in his expression. The muscular man rubbed his nose, “Little girl, your strength is much better than that loser from before, but you should step down. I’m afraid you can’t handle my attacks.”
Selena looked at the muscular man in disbelief, as if she couldn’t accept that her full-strength punch had no effect, “How is this possible? That was my full power, yet you…”
The muscular man laughed loudly, his demeanor full of pride, “Getting hurt? That’s impossible. I believe my muscles are as hard as the toughest metal in the universe. Since you won’t admit defeat, it’s my turn to attack. Don’t cry when you get hurt.”
Selena nodded seriously, tightening her muscles. “Bang!” The muscular man stomped the ground, cracking the stone slabs of the stage, and his massive fist appeared in front of Selena. At that moment, Selena’s eyes were filled with nothing but the muscular man’s fist.
As the fist came closer with a sound like a dragon emerging from the sea, each inch forward was accompanied by a sonic boom.
“Bang!” Just as the punch was about to land on Selena, a figure appeared, effortlessly catching the fist with one hand. “Why would a man pick on a woman? Didn’t you say women are delicate? I think you’re… small-minded.”
The muscular man, using fifty percent of his strength, was surprised to see the man in front of him, “Who are you?”
“Just nobody, not worth mentioning,” Pica said calmly, feeling angry inside. He couldn’t stand seeing a man hit a woman.
“Since you’re on the stage now, the next challenger is you,” the muscular man said.
“Fine,” Pica said, gently lifting Selena off the stage. “Think before you act next time. I’m going up now.”
“Be careful, that guy is really strong,” Selena said worriedly.
“Don’t worry, someone like him can’t beat me. I’ll go first,” Pica said, doing a somersault to land in the circle. “I’ve never seen anyone as simple-minded and physically strong as you. I hope you won’t disappoint me.”
Veins bulged on the muscular man’s forehead, “What did you say? I’m very smart. Take this!”
He punched Pica’s left shoulder, causing Pica’s shoulder to shift slightly back but his body remained steady. “Is that all you’ve got? That’s disappointing. Now, it’s my turn.”
Pica punched the muscular man’s chest. The man’s chest muscles caved in slightly, and he took a step back with his right leg, “Hehehe, I thought you were strong, but you’re just for show.”
“Are you up to it? If not, let me try.”
“Yeah, if you’re not good enough, step down.”
“This kid is not up to it at all.”
…
Pica was annoyed by the comments from the audience. He shouted, “Men shouldn’t be told they’re not good enough, you know.”
The audience was stunned for a moment, then started chattering again, mocking Pica with comments like ‘just a talker,’ ‘it’s okay to admit you’re not good,’ and ‘don’t worry, we won’t laugh at you.’
“Ah!” Pica’s body was surrounded by white flames, his power level rising rapidly, “I’m very angry, and the consequences are serious.”
Even the muscular man was shocked by the powerful aura emanating from Pica, ‘How is this possible? This guy’s energy is so strong.’
Pica threw a punch, and the muscular man, startled, took a defensive stance, his feet sinking into the ground. His muscles bulged, and the punch with immense power struck, shattering the stage, “Boom boom,” a cloud of dust filled the air.
The audience used their hands to fan away the dust, coughing from the smoke. As the smoke cleared, two figures appeared on the stage, standing on a small circular stone platform surrounded by broken ground.
“Wow, this guy is so strong,” someone in the audience exclaimed. Another person replied, “The big guy is strong too. That powerful punch didn’t knock him down, showing his strength.”
Pica was slightly surprised. He didn’t expect the muscular man’s defense to be so incredible. He had used eighty percent of his strength, yet the man hadn’t moved an inch.
“Whew…” The muscular man exhaled a gray breath, baring his teeth, “You’re not that great after all. You lose.”
“What?”
Pica was shocked. He didn’t expect the man’s fist to enlarge, like Partial Expansion Technique. Could it be that Choji from Naruto also crossed over?
A layer of transparent gold film appeared on Pica’s body, blocking the devastating punch. Even with the film, Pica felt his chest churning.
Pica squinted, thinking about something. The muscular man, seeing that Pica was unharmed, felt uneasy and quickly enlarged his chest muscles. “The next punch will definitely defeat you,” Pica said confidently.
“This punch is something I’ve trained for ten years to perfect. Take it.”
The punch seemed light, but where it contacted the muscular man’s chest, ripples formed. A white line shot out from the man’s back, piercing a giant stone behind him.
“Bang,” the muscular man flew back like an arrow, landing hard on the ground, kicking up dust. He struggled to stand, holding his chest, his face trembling. The punch had caused significant internal damage, bypassing his muscle defense.
Feeling extremely unwilling, the muscular man thought of his recent rejection by the Time Patrol for relying solely on physical strength. Now, he found a place to vent his frustration, only to be defeated again. He looked up, conflicted, and asked, “What is this punch?”
Pica turned and smiled, saying,
“Cun Quan!!!” (Inch Punch)
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