Chapter 110: Actually, There's No Difference
"RAAAAHHHHHHH!!!"
Garou roared as he charged forward, emitting strange, meaningless battle cries. He pushed his Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist to the absolute limit, unleashing a sky-full of fist shadows attacking King from all directions simultaneously.
He didn't believe it. He refused to accept it. How could his Hero Hunt encounter such a setback right at the first step? How could he fail immediately?!
Garou considered himself a peerless genius, a talent that manifested clearly when he was Bang's top disciple.
Techniques others had to practice for ages, he learned with a glance. His combat ability far surpassed the other disciples.
He was once Bang's most satisfying student, but one day, he resolutely chose to betray the dojo. Before leaving, he deliberately beat up all the other disciples.
Terrified of Garou's potential return, many disciples quit the dojo.
In the end, only the untalented weakling Charanko remained, and the once-popular Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist school gradually declined.
Although Garou disliked the old man, he had to admit that the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist Bang taught him was his capital to challenge the strong.
However, facing Garou's all-out assault, King stood motionless, simply raising one finger.
In the next second, King's right hand seemed to turn into a blur of afterimages. Every time it extended, it accurately met Garou's fist, effortlessly neutralizing the flowing water force attached to it.
Garou realized this too. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, but he maintained his maximum punching frequency, refusing to stop no matter what.
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it all!! Why is all my force being neutralized by just one finger?! Are you kidding me?!
This feeling was the worst. If he were simply crushed by brute strength, Garou would just accept that he was weak, but at least he could grow stronger through the visceral combat.
But now, Garou didn't even know how his flowing water force was being neutralized. It felt like smashing cotton with full force—frustrating and painful.
This barrage lasted for nearly a minute before Garou finally stopped. Every muscle in his body trembled uncontrollably; he had clearly reached the peak of exhaustion.
He gasped for breath, his narrow, wolf-like eyes filled with unwillingness.
Damn it... why couldn't a single punch touch him... why was every ounce of force neutralized so easily...
Garou was a martial arts genius after all. After so many exchanges, he sensed that while King wasn't using the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist exactly, it was a new martial art derived from it.
Or rather, it was a modified Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist combined with King's own characteristics, its power even surpassing the original.
In each exchange, Garou tried to imitate it. He assumed an attack posture similar to King's, but he couldn't integrate that domineering intent. He only mimicked the form, lacking the substance.
Panting heavily, even though his body had reached its limit, Garou assumed the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist stance again, staring dead at King.
"Hey hey hey... you don't think I'm going to fall, do you? I'm tenacious! Before defeating you, a so-called hero, a monster won't go down easily!"
Instantly, as if responding to Garou's unyielding will, his exhausted body squeezed out the last bit of strength. He launched another Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist.
The punch, containing powerful force, sliced through the air with a whistling sound, carrying both ferocious impact and the fluid skill of flowing water.
"HAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!"
Garou let out a hot-blooded roar worthy of a chuunibyou protagonist. His fist aimed straight for King's face, his expression filled with resilience and determination.
Bonk!
A dull thud rang out. Garou's passionate roar cut off abruptly. He collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud, eyes rolling back, unconscious.
King retracted his finger. He had simply flicked Garou's forehead.
Just an ordinary flick, but the precise force traveled through the skin directly into Garou's brain, giving him a moderate concussion.
"Honestly... screaming and shouting like a chuunibyou teenager having an episode. Does he really think he's a shonen protagonist?"
Well, he basically is. The manga One Punch Man even had an arc unofficially called "The Legend of Garou," and this kid's screen time took up a huge chunk of the story.
King casually picked up Garou by the scruff of his neck and contacted the Hero Association staff to throw him into prison for a while.
The charge was simple: attacking pro heroes on the street and attempted murder were enough to lock this kid up.
After dealing with the minor annoyance of Garou, King remembered that a Monster Association was hiding beneath City Z, waiting for its chance.
So, King released his massive spiritual perception. To his surprise, he found a large number of Dragon-level monster auras gathered in one place, along with many Demon and Tiger-level trash mobs.
He immediately realized: This group of monsters is holding a meeting.
With that thought, King didn't hesitate. He chose to crash the venue directly.
He wasn't worried about traps or a planned ambush.
In King's eyes, these so-called Dragon-level monsters were, in reality, no different from the weakest Wolf-level monsters.
♧♧♧
-> 20 Advanced chapters Now Available on Patreon!!
-> https://www.patreon.com/c/Segais
(Just remove the hyphen to access patreon normally)
If you like this novel please consider leaving a review that's help the story a lot Thank you