Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball Wars!

Chapter 376 374 Touma: I am confident that I can win against a gangster!

Chapter 376 374. Touma: I am still confident that I can win against a gangster!

"Well"

What does it feel like to be picked up and tossed around?

Conan just felt so bad

I have never encountered such an unexpected situation.

It would be better to say that such a subtle "audience seat" seems to be rare in life in the past.

He barely opened his eyes and looked at the situation ahead, feeling that he couldn't figure it out.

In the field of vision, there seemed to be many hands of the hungry wolf.

Although it can be judged from the disappearing traces that it is an afterimage, even so it is too scary.

Can a person's punching speed really be that fast?

This may be faster than a car with full horsepower.

Now that I have gained some knowledge, I suddenly feel that the fighters I usually see are a bit weak.

But in comparison, this brother named "Touma" is also incredible.

It can also avoid all attacks while protecting itself.

"Bang bang bang bang!!!"

(Sure enough, this guy didn’t anticipate my punch.)

The fists landed on the surrounding area again and again, causing damage to the walls and the ground. The hungry wolf stared at Touma in surprise.

This guy had noticed the trajectory the moment he punched and dodged it.

No errors or gaps at all

Even if he forcibly changes the way he punches, the opponent will be able to react in time.

"In that case, how about it!"

Adjusting his body, Hungry Wolf assumed a posture appropriate for martial arts.

Pull up the ring and little finger, and make the middle, index and thumb look like claws.

Whirlwind Iron Fist!

"call!!"

The roaring wind pressure made Touma choose not to stand still, but picked up Conan and rolled him to the side.

"Boom!!"

From the perspective of some people, the intersection ahead looked like it had been run over by a bulldozer, causing cracks.

"ah?"

Wiping his eyes, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him. Some onlookers were so frightened that they ran away.

Let’s not talk about whether this is a movie or not, just standing here feels bad.

"Isn't it superpower or magic?"

Rolling to his feet, Touma looked at the blow and murmured softly.

"Um?"

Conan heard his whisper and felt puzzled.

But Touma didn't care about Conan, but became alert as he watched the hungry wolf preparing to take action again.

The damage caused by the punch was not some superpower or magic.

Rather, it is similar to what is commonly referred to as "sword energy".

To be precise, it uses the wind pressure caused by punching to cut.

Once hit, the body will suffer tearing injuries.

"That stance should be that of a certain martial arts master."

Seeing the hungry wolf's actions, Conan reminded him.

"Martial arts?"

"This is really troublesome stuff."

If it is a super power or magic, you can easily deal with it with your right hand.

But as for martial arts, it can't be said to have any supernatural power.

It's not an energy attack formed by condensing Qigong.

The right hand cannot eliminate the wind pressure cuts just wrapped in nature.

"How long can you hold on protecting that brat?!"

Heading straight towards this side, the hungry wolf had no intention of showing mercy.

As long as you hit it once, you can seriously injure the opponent.

Compared with the previous ordinary boxing, the power of the Zhante Fist is much more dangerous.

He once tore the bodies of many weirdos with this boxing technique.

The guy in front of me, who has no aura of a strong man, is unlikely to be able to bear it.

"Hold on to me."

He also couldn't throw Conan down, as that would make him fall into a more passive situation. Let him lie on his back, and Touma was concentrating.

"Hmph, the one who will win is the evil me!"

Staring with fierce eyes, Hungry Wolf said coldly.

Both hands came together, completely blocking the space for the opponent to dodge.

(it's over!!)

That motionless figure convinced the hungry wolf of his victory.

"boom!!"

"Pfft!!!"

But the next moment, there was a tearing sound, and the blood splashing in the air made the hungry wolf's eyes widen.

"Hey"

"Should I say I'm used to this situation?"

There were cuts in his clothes, and there were obviously blood stains on his body, but the guy in front of him didn't have the slightest fear.

what happened?

The fist should have hit.

Why did this guy take two punches of "Tornado Slash Iron Fist" only to the extent that his body was bleeding?

On the other side, Conan, who was lying behind Touma, was also shocked.

He could only feel a very unscientific wind pressure blowing past him, and there were blood marks on the arm he was holding that looked like a whip.

"Although I don't know why you are obsessed with so-called evil."

“But let’s take a look at the situation!!”

"?!"

He was stunned by Touma's words, and then he saw the movement of raising his hand.

threaten?

Didn't feel it.

But what is this frightening feeling of oppression?

This guy now showed a completely different side from his previous "harmless" appearance.

It's obvious that the opponent has been injured, and it's you who has the upper hand.

But why do I feel so frightened?

"Aha!!"

bring it on!

No matter what kind of martial arts and moves, he will block and counterattack.

Judging the opponent's possible moves, the hungry wolf concentrated on it.

But the next scene made him a little stunned.

"Huh!!"

The fist that came from his left hand was so straightforward.

It was not martial arts or any moves, but an ordinary punch.

How could such an attack hit him?

Was the deterrence he felt before an illusion?

With such a thought, he turned around and dodged, and then approached Touma.

(Just fall here!!)

Aiming at his chest, he stretched out his straight hand and stabbed.

"Bang!!!"

"Uh?!!!"

But the next moment, a heavy punch hit his face.

What happened?

The force was so strong that Garou's consciousness was a little unclear.

His vision was changing, and his body flew backwards.

Conan, who was holding the probe from his shoulder, knew what had just happened.

The left-handed punch was a slow-motion lure, and when the opponent got close, the right hand launched a real attack.

The speed of the punch was also quite sharp.

Did he do it consciously?

No.

Maybe the man named Kamijou Touma just made such an appropriate move unconsciously.

"Bang!!!"

Watching Garou's body crash into the wall not far away, Touma slowed down his breathing.

He looked at Garou who fell to the ground and spoke.

"Ha hu."

"Although I don't think I'm a powerful guy"

"But I'm confident that I can beat a gangster."

After being described like that, Garou came back to his senses from his trance and crushed the stone in his hand.

Gangster?

Are you kidding?

He's not treating him as a martial artist or an evil villain, but just a delinquent?

What kind of brain circuit is this guy thinking?

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