With a well-tid, pinpoint accuracy, Fushigiro's fist hit the Apokalip on the side of its rib. Strangely, there was no Kinetic energy or sound that should have co from such a blow. No, it was quiet, and the damned abomination remained unmoved. There's no scratch on its skin.
Yet, it was what made it even more terrifying. All the damage went through inside its body. The external might look fine, but the internal might have already turned into a mush at this ti. It's what made the soft fist dangerous. No matter how tough the skin of the Apokalip was. Even if it could resist the steel of cold weapons. It couldn't be said the sa when it cos to internal organs.
The "soft fist" technique is described as having the unique ability to bypass an opponent's external defenses, such as blocking or parrying. This could be depicted as the practitioner using precise and subtle movents to find the weak points or vulnerabilities in an opponent's guard. They might target pressure points or sensitive areas of the body.
Just like that, after a few monts passed. The monster spurted a mouthful of blood. Then it fell to the ground weakly while clutching its ribs in agony.
"We won. At this ti, the bastard's internal organs might have been severely injured, which would cause them to fail."
"How though?" Caleb felt a tinge of curiosity at this mont. When it cos to the Soft Fist technique, what first cos to his mind is similar to those legendary techniques of monk protagonists of movies from his past life.
The concept of a "legendary soft fist" that can bypass an opponent's defense and transfer damage inside the person's body is a common the in martial arts and Kung Fu movies, often associated with fictional or highly stylized martial arts techniques. Caleb had been baptized by such movies. After all, he was born from the information age where various films and novels exploded in trend.
Jin smiled in response and spread his hands.
"Once the soft fist technique makes contact with the opponent, according to the captain, it has the mystical ability to transfer the force of the strike deep inside the person's body. This could be depicted as the energy or impact from the strike traveling through the opponent's body, affecting their internal organs and causing damage. That's why the monster has currently blood flowing from its mouth. It was having an internal bleeding."
"Scary, right?" Dunn sighed and looked at the Apokalip with an amused expression.
Tamaisa stared at the helpless Apokalip and went beside it. Then, under the group's astonished gaze, he lifted the ten-ter Apokalip with ease. The scene was exaggerated because it looked as if an ant lifted a cat. Then, without waiting for everyone's reaction. He hurled it away, and the body of the monster catapulted across the air until it covered ten ters in distance.
Such an inexplicable move made everyone stare at the bald Tamasai dazedly. Unfortunately, Tamasai ignored the weird gazes cast on him and pointed to the body of the monster he threw... Causing everyone to look at it.
Suddenly, the monster that was struggling released a huge amount of black mist on its body. All mbers had no choice but to take a step back to avoid the mist that even managed to reach their place.
Fushigiro's eyes grew solemn at this mont. He thought that he already got the monster. He was already exhausted after the constant use of the five powers and he had already poured all his physical energy from his last attack earlier. 'Not good...'
Under the gaze of the mbers. The Apokalip's entire body got covered by the thick dark mist to the point that they couldn't make the appearance of the monster anymore.
Caleb didn't have the habit of the other protagonists. He quickly borrowed a sword from Dunn and threw it at the place where the Apokalip was. Now, he understood why Tamasai threw its body away.
His action caused the others to co out of their daze. They stared at the Apokalip from afar. However, they couldn't see it due to the dark mist preventing them from doing so.
Suddenly, the dark mist began to compress itself until it beca a dark ball as big as a human head. Caleb felt a bad feeling at this mont.
Dunn stared at the rapidly spinning black ball of mist with dread. Then he saw Caleb throw a stone on the ball with his precise throwing skill, causing the stone to evaporate upon contact. At this mont, he felt breathless, and he felt it was harder to get air in his lungs. He looked at others who were in the sa predicant and said:
"Guys... It is just or has the surrounding air started to get thin?"
Before he could even finish his sentence. He saw Caleb vanish from his place and appeared two ters away from them. Caleb stopped for a mont and looked at the mbers as if he was looking at idiots and shouted. "Run!"
Of course, the mbers didn't need Caleb's warning. They would've still run, regardless. After all, it beca more and more difficult for them to breathe. With that, the mbers began to run one by one, as fast as they could, as if their lives depended on it.
Their decision turned out to be right. Just after they ran away, the ball shrank further until it reached the size of a single piece of grain.
BOOM!
The hunting party was already fourteen ters away from their original location just as it exploded. Everybody watched as a mushroom of cloud reached their previous location. It reached thirteen ters in height and swallowed ten ters within its scope circularly.
BA DUMP! BA DUMP! BA DUMP!
Feeling his rapidly beating heart from all the action. Caleb watched as the clouds of dust gradually receded. If they haven't retreated away from it. They would have to bear the brunt of the entirety of the explosion.
With a sigh, Caleb shifted his gaze at Tamasai, who hadn't participated or contributed to the battle but had saved them in the end. If he hadn't thrown the Apokalip, who would have known if they could escape in ti? Not to ntion, the strength he showed was extraordinary, to say the least, that Caleb doubts the authenticity of Jin being the strongest physically. 'Just what is he? And how did he know the monster would explode?'
Now, he realized further that the bald bastard in front of him was wrapped by a thick veil of fog. He was the most mysterious of all of them and he rarely speaks.
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