"This is the fight I wanted!"
Broly exclaimed excitedly. He planted his feet, every muscle in his body bulging. With a brutally forceful elbow strike, like a spear, he lunged at Goro Daimon.
His martial arts talent was incredibly high. In just a few minutes of fighting, he was already showing signs of integrating the Wolf Fang Fist and the Satan Fighting Style.
Facing this battering ram of an elbow, Goro Daimon had no way to avoid it and could only brace with his arms.
Elbow met elbow, and bones cracked. Broly's aggressive Ki, like a drill, pierced through Goro Daimon's Ki, and the remaining energy surged into his body, wreaking havoc.
Goro Daimon was jolted as if electrocuted, his whole body shuddering. He stumbled backward, his feet like plows, churning up the earth before finally stopping.
"What kind of monster is this!"
He looked at his arms. After blocking that elbow, the muscle fibers in his arms had been torn apart by the Ki, and even his strong arm bones were fractured, making it almost impossible for him to exert any force.
During the fight, Broly's Ki hadn't weakened with time; instead, it had grown stronger. His power and speed were also noticeably greater than when the fight began.
And Goro Daimon could clearly feel that his own Ki had passed its peak and was beginning to decline. If this continued, he was doomed to lose!
But Broly was just too agile, his fighting instincts were terrifying, and he gave him no chance to grab and execute a throw.
"The only chance of victory is a fleeting moment."
Goro Daimon was ready to fight with his back against the wall. Broly's fists were too terrifying; his body had been damaged and riddled with holes by the Ki constantly entering it. Another punch might cause him to collapse immediately.
"Hmph!"
Broly clenched his fists, suppressing the surge of Ki within him. His current strength was just right; if his Ki grew any further, there would be no fun in the fight.
"Still getting stronger!"
Goro Daimon was horrified. He knew he couldn't drag this out any longer. If he did, he would lose the courage to even fight.
No wonder he had such a terrifying performance in Mexico. Just what kind of terrifying monster was this? Was this even something a human could do? Where were Kingpin's promised helpers?
"Here I come, Goro Daimon. You have to hold on a little longer."
Broly finally suppressed his Ki. He moved like a swallow, his feet dancing on the wind and thunder, throwing a bow stance punch.
In Goro Daimon's eyes, Broly seemed to be holding a mountain in his fist and smashing it down. Even at his peak condition, taking this punch would be certain death!
In the face of life and death, Goro Daimon's mind focused, and he unleashed his limit. He suddenly sank down, using his Ki to force his feet fifty centimeters into the ground, dodging the punch.
"BOOM!"
The airflow from that punch was like a storm, kicking up sand and stones in the yard, even flipping over the heavy granite tables and chairs.
"Chance!"
Goro Daimon finally found the opportunity he had been waiting for. Gritting his teeth against the excruciating pain in his arms, he grabbed Broly's shoulders with his thick arms.
"Super Great Outer Cut!"
He let out an angry roar and slammed Broly's body to the ground.
"BOOM!"
The impact, infused with Ki, slammed Broly's body deep into the ground. The earth trembled violently under the forceful impact.
"Hell's Paradise Drop!"
Goro Daimon grabbed Broly's shoulders with both hands, his powerful Ki locking Broly in place, making him unable to move. Because he had extracted his utmost strength, his face was contorted with bulging veins, looking particularly ferocious.
"BOOM!"
He swung Broly's body into the air and slammed him back down.
"BOOM!"
A shockwave spread out from the two men, in all directions. The solid ground was softened as if it were cotton, and even the mansion not far away shook violently.
If Benjamin hadn't built this mansion as sturdy as a fortress, it might have collapsed.
As Goro Daimon's ultimate technique, the Hell's Paradise Drop wouldn't end so simply. After using Ki to restrain his opponent, the Hell's Paradise Drop would involve three powerful slams before throwing the enemy into the air.
Goro Daimon raised Broly again and slammed him down. Just the aftershocks caused the fleeing mob bosses to fall to the ground, vomiting blood.
He wanted to slam him a third time, but suddenly found that his hands were unable to move.
Broly grabbed Goro Daimon's wrist and, with a twist, Goro Daimon involuntarily released his grip.
"This... this is impossible!"
What shocked him most was not Broly breaking free from the Ki's restraint, but that he was, in turn, restrained by Broly's Ki. The technique of using Ki to restrain an enemy was the core of his personal fighting style, and it was impossible for anyone else to know it.
The Angel of Sand had trained diligently under him for three years but had not mastered this technique. How could Broly have learned it after just two throws?
Goro Daimon even felt that he was hallucinating due to the severe exhaustion of his stamina.
Broly stood up and with a powerful knee strike, sent Goro Daimon flying and crashing to the ground.
"All your punches are just so-so, only this technique is somewhat interesting. When you grasp the timing, you can restrain opponents with Ki stronger than your own. Interesting, very interesting!"
He was somewhat surprised; this technique might come in handy when fighting Frieza.
"Continue. You have one last chance!"
Goro Daimon was only trembling. His fighting spirit as a martial artist had been completely destroyed. His Ki was exhausted, and his whole body was in excruciating pain, making it difficult to even move his fingers.
He couldn't possibly be a match for the demon in front of him. Even his friend, Kyo Kusanagi, of a noble family, might not be able to defeat this demon. Kingpin, that bastard, had lied to him; there were no helpers.
Broly raised an eyebrow.
"That's right, with your current Ki, you can't continue fighting."
As he spoke, a terrifying energy surged from his palm, and white Ki burned like flames. Goro Daimon resignedly fell to the ground, awaiting his demise.
A light bullet shot out from Broly's palm and entered Goro Daimon's body. There was no pain as expected; his body felt as if it was soaking in hot water, and new strength was constantly surging.
"I've shared my Ki with you. Now you can stand up and fight again, right?" Broly said, crossing his arms. "Show me something new."
Goro Daimon struggled to his feet, his face blank.
"Show me some fighting spirit!"
Broly scratched his head. Matt said on the headset they could hold off Bullseye for three minutes. He had rarely encountered such a powerful opponent and didn't want the fight to end like this.
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