The two men's auras fiercely collided in the night sky, and the space between them seemed to be twisted by an invisible force.
Spec's muscles suddenly swelled a full circle, bulging with throbbing veins. He took a deep breath, then abruptly held it, his entire body's muscles instantly tensing to their limit.
Spec's right leg bent slightly, and the ground beneath his feet cracked in a spiderweb pattern. He charged forward like a cannonball towards Allen.
"Breathless Barrage!"
Spec's every strike erupted like a machine gun, each punch and kick accompanied by a sharp whistle that tore through the air. His attacks in the moonlight formed an impenetrable net, completely enveloping Allen.
Allen's Combat Intuition wildly warned him. In his perception, every one of Spec's attacks was clearly visible, but what was terrifying was the astonishing density of this technique.
Allen could have chosen to retreat directly and dodge, but he chose to use this opportunity to hone his Energy Dissipation.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Spec's attacks continuously bombarded Allen like a torrential storm.
Breathless Barrage was a move that even well-trained anaerobic athletes couldn't master.
A boxer could hold his breath for a moment and unleash rapid consecutive punches, but he would be unable to continue attacking when he needed to breathe.
And when he took a breath, even for an instant, there was a possibility of being counterattacked.
However, Spec... could continuously move for five minutes without breathing!
Allowing no possibility of counterattack, this was Spec's Breathless Barrage!
He wouldn't stop until he beat his opponent into a cripple!
"Kid! How do you feel, how do you feel?!" Spec laughed savagely.
"Not a single gap!"
"This is Breathless Barrage!"
"You have no chance to counterattack!" Spec's movements grew faster and faster, striking out like raindrops.
Allen drifted in the air like a piece of white paper, his body swaying gently with Spec's attacks. Each strike was like hitting cotton, the force perfectly dissipated.
Allen felt his Energy Dissipation technique gradually improve, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.
He deliberately exposed some flaws, allowing Spec's fists to occasionally hit his body with full force, creating an illusion of imminent danger.
"What's wrong, kid? Are you already done for?!" Spec sneered, intensifying his assault, his fists raining down.
Allen's body swayed like willow catkins under Spec's furious attacks.
He secretly rejoiced, Spec's Breathless Barrage was indeed a good training tool.
It allowed his Energy Dissipation to make rapid progress in a short time.
"Kid, your body is quite sturdy!" Spec panted heavily, beads of sweat the size of beans trickling down his forehead.
Five minutes of continuous anaerobic exercise had already started to make his muscles protest.
Allen smiled slightly: "Is this your full strength?"
Spec's pupils constricted. Only then did he realize that Allen didn't even have a single scratch on him.
His proud Breathless Barrage couldn't even make this young man bleed.
"Impossible!" Spec roared, launching another attack.
But this time, his movements were noticeably slower, and his strength was not as great as before.
Allen sighed: "It seems you've reached your limit."
He no longer dodged, but instead charged towards Spec's fist.
The moment the fist hit his face, Allen's body was like water, perfectly dissipating all the force.
"Now, it's my turn."
Allen's voice was like the whisper of a grim reaper, echoing in Spec's ears.
Before he could react, a heavy punch had already slammed into his abdomen.
"Breathless Barrage!"
Allen became a blur, his attacks erupting like a torrential storm, even a few points faster than Spec's.
Each punch accurately landed on Spec's vital points, but the force was controlled just right, neither fatal nor allowing him to feel extreme pain.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The dull thud of fist on flesh echoed in the park.
Spec's massive body was repeatedly forced back, finally crashing heavily into a large tree, which snapped in response.
"Cough, cough..." Spec knelt on the ground, coughing up large mouthfuls of blood.
He looked up at Allen, his pupils constricted, his face filled with disbelief: "You... how do you know my Breathless Barrage?"
Allen shook his wrist and said indifferently: "I learned it after seeing it once. Is it difficult?"
Spec's expression froze.
His ultimate technique, which he had painstakingly practiced for many years, was learned by this young man just by watching once?
And used even better than him?
"Monster..." Spec murmured, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings, as if looking for an escape route for himself.
Allen slowly walked in front of Spec, looking down at him: "Now, have you tasted the bitterness of defeat?"
Spec suddenly grinned, revealing blood-stained teeth: "Not enough!"
He abruptly pulled a dagger from his waist and threw it. A cold glint flashed, aiming directly for Allen's throat!
Allen had anticipated it. He moved slightly to the side, and the dagger grazed his neck, a few strands of hair falling.
Taking advantage of Allen's dodge, Spec erupted, punching towards his face. This was his killing move!
The immense force of the punch lifted Allen's black hair, and Spec's face showed a triumphant smile.
"Boom!" The fist passed through... Allen's afterimage. The real Allen appeared like a ghost behind Spec.
This was the technique "Instant Movement" he had learned during his first fight with Baki.
Allen's right arm muscles tensed, his body slightly to the right, his foot stepping diagonally, and a heavy punch exactly like Spec's just now slammed into his back.
"Crack! Bang!"
The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out, and Spec's massive body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. His pupils gradually unfocused, and he used all his strength to turn around and look at Allen.
"Boring." Allen shook his hand, took his phone out of his pocket, and called the Tokyo Police Department.
"Hello, Tokyo Police Department? I was jogging in the park and a big man suddenly attacked me."
"It seems to be Spec, the death row inmate from the news. Please come quickly."
"Sir, please stay on the line! We'll be there to rescue you immediately!"
"No need, he's already unconscious."
"What?"
Allen hung up the phone, looked at the dying Spec on the ground, and then glanced at his system panel. The evolution progress of Fighting Genius had already reached 97%.
This progress was much faster than he expected. It seemed that fighting opponents of the death row inmate level could indeed greatly increase the evolution speed.
A hint of thought flashed in Allen's eyes. He hoped that Spec would recover from his injuries soon so he could have another round.
"Woo--!" Soon after, police sirens sounded, growing louder as they approached.
Allen stood in the distance, watched the Tokyo Police Department arrive, and then left the scene.
"I still have to go to school tomorrow, what a hassle."