“Mo Wang, you’re going to spar with the class monitor?” Mei looked over at Mo Wang, unable to help but cover her mouth in surprise.
At the same time, Bronya beside Mei also found it hard to believe.
Mo Wang had just finished a match with Kiana, and now he was immediately starting a sparring session with Fu Hua.
Since when had Mo Wang become so confident?
The students of St.
Freya knew best just how strong Fu Hua was.
Even without displaying her full strength, she was undeniably the strongest student in the school.
And what happened when someone purely sparred with Fu Hua…
a certain white-haired girl who had challenged Fu Hua right after enrolling and ended up getting beaten black and blue could attest to that.
But unlike the two who knew nothing about what Mo Wang had done yesterday, Kiana was now staring intently at both Mo Wang and Fu Hua.
“The class monitor versus Mo Wang?
Hmm…
I feel like Mo Wang might actually win this one.” Kiana mused.
Although Fu Hua was indeed very strong, Mo Wang wasn’t weak either.
After sparring with him once last time, Kiana had already sensed that she was completely no match for Mo Wang.
That feeling of never being able to touch him, while one hit would leave her aching for a long time—it had left a deep impression on Kiana.
Not to mention that yesterday, Mo Wang had steamrolled the Corrupted Bronya and even unleashed Heavenly Fire Judgment along the way.
In comparison, while Fu Hua was strong, the strength she had displayed so far didn’t seem that hopeless to Kiana.
So Kiana actually thought Mo Wang had a better chance of winning.
“Oh?
You want to have a match?
Seems like you’re quite confident in yourself after getting stronger recently, Mo Wang.” Fu Hua, hearing that Mo Wang wanted to challenge her, was also intrigued.
In fact, she had already started paying attention to Mo Wang, who had suddenly grown stronger, since yesterday.
“How about it?
Teacher Fu Hua wouldn’t refuse me, would she?” Mo Wang said with a smile toward Fu Hua.
“How could I?
But if you want to fight me, are we using weapons?
If so, it might get a bit dangerous.” Fu Hua said with a smile on her face.
“No, this time we’re fighting hand-to-hand.
Weapons and such—there’s no need for those at all.”
“Oh?” Seeing Mo Wang answer with such confidence, Fu Hua grew even more interested.
From the way Mo Wang fought yesterday, he seemed to prefer using various weapons and overwhelming opponents with different fighting styles. Find the original chapter at g.com.
But now, Mo Wang had actually given up his greatest advantage and chosen unarmed combat, which was her greatest strength.
(Though, the Immortal was proficient in all weapons anyway.) This made her even more curious about the strength Mo Wang was hiding.
“Since that’s the case, let’s give it a try then, Student Mo Wang.” Fu Hua assumed a fighting stance and invited Mo Wang.
“I won’t disappoint you, Immortal Fu Hua.”
Both of them now assumed fighting stances, and the onlookers around them widened their eyes as they watched the two who showed no signs of yielding.
Then, Fu Hua made the first move.
In an instant, her fist shot toward Mo Wang like a meteor streaking across the night sky.
The wind from her punch howled, and the air around them seemed to burst apart, almost making people tremble.
Mo Wang’s peripheral vision caught it, and he quickly turned his head, narrowly dodging the blow—his heart jolting.
The force of that missed punch was extraordinary; even the surrounding air seemed torn apart, producing a deafening sonic boom.
And in that very moment, Mo Wang’s hand shot out like lightning and grabbed Fu Hua’s arm, catching her off guard.
Then, channeling all his strength, he suddenly executed a throw, flinging Fu Hua away.
Fu Hua felt an irresistible force, her body involuntarily hurtling toward the ground.
The next moment, a dull thud echoed through the air, and even the ground trembled slightly.
However, the experienced Fu Hua didn’t fall into a disadvantage.
The moment she landed, she quickly performed a backflip, her legs steadying firmly on the ground as she instantly regained her stance.
But just as she stabilized herself, Mo Wang was already charging at her like a cheetah, the ground beneath his feet seeming to tremble from his speed.
With a light leap, his right leg arced through the air, delivering a Dragon Tail Kick mercilessly toward Fu Hua’s side.
Seeing this, Fu Hua quickly raised her arms to block, crossing her palms to withstand the powerful kick.
With a dull thud, she was forced back two steps.
But Mo Wang’s techniques were far from over.
Light kick, mid punch, heavy standing punch, spinning kick—he relentlessly pressed the attack against Fu Hua, unleashing Ken’s Limit-Style Karate through his movements, actually driving Fu Hua back step after step.
“The class monitor…
is being pushed back?!” Seeing Fu Hua retreating repeatedly, Kiana and the others gaped in disbelief.
The scene before them seemed almost impossible to accept.
Since when had Mo Wang become this skilled in hand-to-hand combat?
However, after Mo Wang unleashed a series of techniques, Fu Hua began to gradually adapt to his attack patterns.
“Rising Dragon Splitter!” Realizing that Fu Hua had adapted to his moves, Mo Wang gritted his teeth and directly unleashed Ken’s ultimate technique.
Yet even that move was dodged by Fu Hua.
And seizing the moment Mo Wang was retracting his attack, Fu Hua’s fist shot out fiercely. This story is hosted at g.com.
In that instant, Mo Wang barely managed to raise his arms to guard his body, and the next moment, he was sent flying backward.
“That’s some ridiculous strength.
Immortal, you really don’t hold back at all.” After landing and stumbling back a few steps, Mo Wang smiled at Fu Hua.
That punch had hit his arm, and it had gone completely numb.
Looking closely now, it was still trembling slightly.
“Holding back in a spar isn’t my style.
Or are you planning to surrender?” Fu Hua said with a full smile.
“That’s absolutely impossible!
Today I’m going to fight to my heart’s content!” In that moment, Mo Wang’s body shot forward.
But this time, he didn’t use Limit-Style Karate—instead, he chose Marisa’s ancient Roman wrestling.
His fist, like a short sword, drove straight toward Fu Hua.
“Interesting.” Seeing Mo Wang suddenly switch fighting styles, Fu Hua’s fighting spirit burned even higher.
However, as the fight continued, Fu Hua discovered that Mo Wang’s martial arts were far more than that.
Kickboxing, wrestling, karate, even drunken boxing and Wing Chun—Mo Wang used them all in succession.
Every time Fu Hua was about to adapt to Mo Wang’s rhythm, he would unhesitatingly switch to a different style.
Fu Hua had never seen so many techniques from different countries and different schools displayed by a single person.
And Mo Wang could freely switch between styles, even blending them together seamlessly.
(At his age, how on earth did he manage this?
Could he be a martial arts genius?) After being hit by another of Mo Wang’s punches and stumbling back a few steps, Fu Hua couldn’t help but think this.
“Looks like I’ll need to show some real skill to take you down.” Getting a bit heated now, Fu Hua finally decided to get serious.
“Is it coming?
Could it be…
Inch-Punch: Heaven Opener?” Mo Wang looked at Fu Hua’s stance and immediately thought of her most famous ultimate technique.
His expression turned serious at once.
Sure enough, Fu Hua took a deep breath, and the next moment, her fist came at Mo Wang like a meteor.
The power behind it even exceeded the limits of what an A-rank Valkyrie could unleash.
Yet, facing such a devastating blow, Mo Wang merely assumed a defensive stance.
Amid the astonished gazes of the many Valkyries, only a very few noticed that Mo Wang’s body was already enveloped in a layer of blue energy.
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