Multi-Gene

"This level of defense! This level of Body-Hardening Technique! I have not encountered this for years! This person has a strong physique! Who still trains in body-hardness techniques? I need to attack his vitals, or else he will not even feel an itch let alone feel pain."

"His speed is definitely not as fast as me. I could run around and test to see which area is his weak spot!"

After making a decision, the large mam again stood in his attack stance. He pushed himself forward with one foot and dashed toward David. A crimson coloured frequency oscillated off his foot as he moved. His right hand, Force knife technique, instantly turned into a red shadow and disappeared before him.

Snip!

David's right arm was also hit. He extended his arm to grab the opponent, but he only grasped onto air.

A pinch on his back immediately followed. He was deeply stabbed.

"Die!" he bellowed. Both of his arms roused as his muscles expanded with massive amounts of veins.

"Fury Fist!"

His two arms, like two elephant trunks, flung to the right side and formed into a rotation posture.

Hiss!

David circled on the same spot, but the two arms he was swinging failed to land. Below his feet, his boots scratched out a clear black circle.

The agitated air around them from the fight blew in all directions, forming a violent breeze.

The large man backed up another two meters. He had taken a short break before he threw himself forward again. The red shadow flashed and ruthlessly stabbed David's lower belly.

"I will find your weakness!!"

The crimson shaped force slashed upward and ripped open David's clothes.

"Bang!"

David's two arms again failed to punch onto anything. His vision blurred as the red shadow flickered. His lower belly was again pierced by the hand knife, and a wave of dull pain started to emerge.

"I'm hurt!" He could picture the damage on his lower belly. Even though it was not deep, his skin definitely tore.

"I must find a way to stop his speed! Or else it will be hard for me to win no matter how good I am at defense."

His thoughts were interrupted suddenly. His lower left arm felt a pinch of pain. He was hit again.

"F*ck!" David was getting angry, "If only I had integrate my Three-step technique to a point where I could utilize it however I wish… you bastard, kill yourself!!!"

He viciously threw another punch.

Crack!

The large man dodged. His fist hit a door instead.

The wooden door from a closed shop on the side of the road was punched through. Yellow wooden dust spattered.

Bam!!

Another loud noise, David missed again and instead smashed a rock wall. A bowl sized crack bulged in.

"Is running away like a bug the only thing you can do!! You goddamn Ape!" David yelled angry as he threw another punch at the large man. He dodged easily by lowering his head.

Pain shot up his right wrist, David was getting even angrier.

"You goddamn yellow-eyed Ape!"

Boom!

He missed a step and landed on the concrete, and instantly, a little hole formed. He swung both of his arms and hit the lamp post the large man was hiding behind.

Crack!

The thigh-ticked concrete lamp post shook after every Fury punch. From its center, thin cracks began to form and spread. Small chunks of concrete flung off the post.

Everyone around them was silenced. More than 10 of the Golden Prime Institute members were shivering like cicadas. Looking at David's wild-like destructive behaviors, their legs felt weak.

A few of them were already hidden in obscure spots, ready to run away from this place.

The two youths who were still circled watched the fight between David and the large man in awe.

"This person's physical abilities are too strong..." Tehran mumbled, "His muscle defense is horrifying. His body is completely fine after hitting a concrete post! This is terrifying!"

The girl Genevieve had secretly sat down beside the boy when the others were too busy being shocked.

"This person seems to be the rival of the Golden Prime Institute. His strength and defense attributes are way too strong. He probably practiced some sort of Body Hardening Technique or other forms of Arts. Too bad his speed is slow, he cannot move fast enough to catch up with his opponent. We better hide for a while then run away when we see a chance."

Boom!

Another shop's metal iron door was hit and bulged in a round shape.

The large man stepped back at lightning speed and distanced himself by two meters. His face was full of sweat, and blood was seeping out of the tip of his nose. It was scratched by a splattered cement piece.

His chest was violently moving up and down, and his lung was gasping for oxygen. His sweat was rolling into his eyes, but he was too afraid to wipe it off. His flux energy was already depleting. He gazed at David in a deadly stare, terrified that the opponent would find a chance to attack.

"One punch!" His heart was pumping intensely, a reaction to his need of blood, "If he hits me with one punch!"

"I will die!"

The large man concluded.

"What's wrong? Yellow-eyed Ape?"

David inhaled deeply and walked forward with a cold smile.

"Are you done already? But I haven't used up all my strength!"

His two fists bumped each other, creating a clashing sound similar to two pieces of wood hitting each other. It was as if his fists weren't made out of skin and bones.

Bang!

Suddenly, the sound of a laser weapon reverberated through the night sky.

Everyone fell silent.

The boy and the girl covered their own mouths as they watched the situation unfold before them.

Members of the Golden Prime Institute were also observing the scene with a dumbfounded face.

The large man had a cold expression on his face. He slowly let go of the silver weapon in his hand. White smoke was still dancing around the muzzle.

"Sorry, I'm not merely a Force Adept."