Counterfeit Hero

It was like a typhoon carrying heavy rain hitting head-on. Amidst Sade’s dizziness, he couldn’t tell how many punches and kicks Fatty launched in that instant. His hands, almost instinctively, frantically tried to block.

The situation of the two Mechas was identical to the first match. One could only see the golden Mecha rising and falling, with fists and legs falling like a meteor shower on the green [Peace Lake]. The constant clash of metal sounded like thousands of firecrackers igniting in an iron barrel!

Suddenly combining and suddenly separating! With a loud bang, the green Mecha’s defense had been breached by the golden Mecha’s attack at some point. A kick struck its abdomen, sending it flying backward and crashing onto the ground, raising a plume of dust.

Looking at the green Mecha covered with bruises in an instant, the audience fell silent!

The dust stirred up by the Mechas still hung in the air. The explosive collision sounds seemed to still echo in everyone’s ears.

Fatty’s attack had rendered the Mingxin Sect’s Level 3 Mecha War God defenseless. This fact left everyone present dumbfounded.

Sade had barely managed to stabilize the Mecha’s stance when he heard the engine roar, and Fatty’s [Pentium] started up again.

This time, Fatty revealed a hand speed of 73 moves per second!

Using the Ten-Thousand Web Formation!

This Ten-Thousand Web Formation ranked thirty-first in the Little Pi’s [secret martial arts manual]. Originally, it was the Ancient Tomb Sect’s ultimate skill from Ancient Earth martial arts novels. When the eighty-one moves are executed, it’s like laying down a web that can catch eighty-one fluttering sparrows.

During thousands of years underground, Little Pi combined this palm technique theory with the Mad Demon Staff Technique, precisely calculating steps, rhythm, power, angle, and speed. When performed accordingly, the Mecha, in increasingly fast accelerating movements, transformed into a thousand-handed Guanyin, with an attack speed reaching its peak.

When Fatty’s hand speed hit 65 moves per second, he could fully perform this technique. At the moment of execution, the golden [Pentium] acted like a madman, raining punches down on Sade’s [Peace Lake].

At this moment, the entire training ground was deathly silent, not even a cough could be heard.

In everyone’s eyes, there was only the golden Mecha [Pentium], and the green Mecha struggling under its frenzied punches.

No one knew that Fatty’s current hand speed was at 73 moves per second, and moreover, the eighty-one relentless moves of the Ten-Thousand Web Formation significantly boosted hand speed.

Everyone just knew that in terms of speed, there was absolutely no one in this world faster than the golden Mecha before them.

The speed Anlington demonstrated when attacking Fatty earlier, the speed that amazed everyone, now seemed like slow motion compared to Fatty.

The green Mecha, whose movements were originally gentle and slow, had now become disordered and overwhelmed. Obviously, its rhythm was disrupted by Fatty’s attack, rendering it unable to effectively resist. The solid defense of the Mingxin Sect’s Mecha, once seen by Mech Knights as impenetrable, appeared to be full of flaws now.

It lasted less than ten seconds before a green figure was flung into the air again, crashing to the ground, motionless.

Amidst the sound of sharp intakes of breath, the green Mecha’s cockpit popped open with a thud. Sade, with a dazed look, climbed out from the cockpit, lowering his head to inspect his Mecha.

[Peace Lake] lay on the ground, its green Mecha shell dented and uneven. The external armor was tattered. The limbs’ metal frames and drive rods were twisted and deformed. In just a few dozen seconds, who knew how many punches it had taken from Fatty. Amazingly, it was beaten to a pulp without any fatal strikes!

There was no need for further competition.

Anyone with a bit of sharpness could tell that even the Four Great Schools, let alone a one-on-one, might struggle to deal any harm to Fatty even in a four-on-one situation.

Phantom Stream’s ghostly movement technique combined with Thousand Army Sect’s lightning-fast attacks. Fatty could easily knock down the four Mechas one by one before they encircled him!

”Watch this!”

Fatty’s bellow snapped everyone on site back to awareness.

Everyone’s eyes fixed on the center of the field, only to see the golden Mecha, on its own, punching and kicking through the dust cloud.

This time, there was no storm-like rapid attack. Each punch and kick was slow and clear, moving with a unique and enchanting rhythm, the many-ton machine body gliding across the ground without displacing a speck of dust. Meanwhile, its hands moved in slow circles, occasionally striking out abruptly, scattering the lingering dust.

The core technique founder of the Mingxin Sect, Tai Chi!

Sade and a group of Mech Knights from the Mingxin Sect bit their lips hard, eyes wide open, fists clenched, veins bulging, and bodies trembling uncontrollably. Who could exhibit the Mingxin Sect’s core technique to such a level?!

After a set of Tai Chi Boxing, the golden Mecha’s form shifted, now exhibiting a strange set of moves.

A reverse back kick, legs sweeping like a giant axe. After landing, it moved swiftly left and right, fists swinging sideways like two whistling Meteor Hammers. Immediately, it turned back, extended a single arm, stabbing forward like a long spear... Fa’en only saw stars before his eyes. Transforming fists and feet into eighteen different weapons, wasn’t this the exclusive skill of the Huaxing Sect?

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the unmatched fierceness of the Tai Sect. Spirit Snake Fist, the strange ruthlessness of Absolute Kill Stream. Great Vajra Palm, the sky-penetrating force of the Mountain Breaker Sect.