Bang, slowly stood up, a trace of imperceptible understanding flashed in his aged eyes, he winked at Allen: "Allen, do you really have to go this far?"
Allen stood in the center of the ring, his dark red energy slowly receding back into his body, he surveyed the panicked crowd around him, his voice calm yet clearly echoing throughout the entire arena: "I said, I just came to spar with a few old friends."
The commotion in the audience gradually subsided, people were awestruck by the sudden turn of events, only able to nervously watch the ring.
Atomic Samurai spat out his toothpick, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword: "Kid, do you think this is a place for you to run wild?"
Flash had already assumed a combat stance, his speed so fast that he only left an afterimage in his original spot: "Traitors should face a traitor's end."
Allen, however, didn't even glance at them, his gaze fixed on Bang: "Teacher, please enlighten me."
Bang sighed, his aged figure suddenly becoming tall and straight, the starting stance of Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist naturally unfolding: "Since you insist, then I have no choice but to act."
"To betray the Association and still dare to show yourself publicly, what audacity." Before he finished speaking, Atomic Samurai had already made the first move, his sword light flashing like lightning towards Allen's back neck, however, Allen didn't even turn his head, merely lightly sidestepping, his two fingers precisely gripping the incoming blade.
"What?!" Atomic Samurai's pupils constricted, he tried to pull his sword free but felt the blade was clamped as if by an iron vice, unmoving.
Allen's fingers moved slightly, accompanied by a crisp sound of metal breaking, Atomic Samurai's beloved sword snapped in response.
Before Atomic Samurai could react, Allen casually waved his hand, the back of the broken blade lightly tapping his chest, Atomic Samurai was sent flying backward, crashing into the energy barrier at the edge of the ring.
"Don't rush," Allen said indifferently, "one by one."
Flash attacked like a streak of light, his speed so astonishing that gasps erupted from the audience, yet in Allen's eyes, this speed was pitifully slow, he didn't even change his posture, merely lightly lifted his foot, perfectly tripping Flash on his unavoidable path.
With a "bang", Flash lost his balance, falling heavily onto the ring floor, sliding over ten meters.
The audience was in an uproar, two S-Class Heroes were easily taken down in a single exchange, this completely exceeded their comprehension.
In the VIP box, Sitch's face was ashen, he roared in a low voice into his communicator: "All guard teams stand by! Do not act rashly!"
In the ring, Bang slowly walked towards Allen, his steps steady: "It seems you are stronger than before."
Allen bowed slightly: "Please enlighten me, Teacher."
Bang said no more, unleashing Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist with full power, his fist techniques flowing like an endless river. Allen responded with the same fist technique, their movements identical, yet with subtle differences. Bang's fist technique was seasoned and refined, while Allen's added a youthful sharpness and innovation.
"I didn't expect..." Bang couldn't help but exclaim during their exchange, "You have even surpassed my fist technique."
Allen parried Bang's straight punch, then, with a natural flow, gently pushed the old man back a few steps: "It's because Teacher taught well."
At this moment, Garou in the audience finally couldn't hold back, he ripped off his hood, his silver hair particularly striking in the sunlight: "Allen! Come fight me!"
Allen glanced at him: "Get in line."
Garou roared, directly breaking through the audience railing and leaping into the ring: "I don't care about any line!"
Garou's attacks were wild and chaotic, yet carried a beast-like Combat Intuition, every move striking at vital points.
Allen dodged with ease, occasionally parrying, even combining Bang's Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist with Garou's self-created fist techniques.
"Watch closely," Allen said while fending off Garou's fierce attacks, "Your fist technique still has room for improvement."
As he spoke, he lightly pointed a finger at a flaw in Garou's attack, Garou immediately felt his entire arm go numb, his offensive instantly crumbling.
"Bastard!" Garou roared in fury, his silver hair practically standing on end, his attacks becoming even more ferocious.
Allen shook his head, suddenly changing his move, throwing a simple, direct straight punch. This punch seemed ordinary, yet it sealed all of Garou's escape routes, leaving him no choice but to take it head-on.
With a "bang", Garou was sent back over ten steps by the punch, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes gleamed with excitement: "Interesting! This is truly interesting!"
At the judges' table, Atomic Samurai and Flash had already stood up again, their expressions grave as they watched the battle in the ring. They realized that Allen hadn't been serious before.
"All together!" Atomic Samurai shouted, though he only had a broken sword in hand, his aura remained undiminished.
Flash nodded, and the two simultaneously rushed into the ring.
Allen finally showed a hint of a serious expression: "Now that's more like it."
Facing the encirclement of four masters, Allen finally became slightly serious, his movements still concise and efficient, without any unnecessary flair, every move perfectly neutralizing attacks and counterattacking.
The audience watched in stunned silence, they had never seen anyone able to simultaneously handle the encirclement of four top-tier powerhouses with such ease.
Even more surprising was that Allen used only pure martial arts techniques, without employing any special abilities.
In the VIP box, Tatsumaki floated in the air, her green eyes filled with complex emotions. She tightly clenched her fist but did not make a move.
Sitch anxiously looked at her: "Miss Tatsumaki, please..."
"Shut up," Tatsumaki interrupted coldly, "This is between them men."
In the ring, the battle had entered a heated phase.
Although Atomic Samurai had lost his beloved sword, even using a broken blade, his slashes were still sharp, Flash was at full speed, turning into streaks of afterimages, Garou grew stronger with each clash, his fist technique constantly evolving in battle, while Bang fought steadily, searching for flaws in Allen's moves.
Facing the four-person siege, Allen finally unleashed his true abilities.
His movements suddenly became blurred, as if he was simultaneously fighting all four separately.
Every block, every counterattack was incredibly precise, as if he could predict everyone's movements.
"This is..." Bang's eyes flashed with shock, this familiar yet uncanny feeling, "Mind reading?"
Allen smiled slightly: "Just Combat Intuition."
Suddenly, he swayed, avoiding Atomic Samurai's hand chop, simultaneously parrying Flash's kick, and with a flowing motion, directed Garou's fist towards Bang, while his other hand lightly patted Atomic Samurai's back.
The four immediately collided, falling to the ground in a heap.
Allen stood in the center of the ring, his breathing as steady as ever: "Do you want to continue?"
The four struggled to their feet, their eyes filled with disbelief, their combined efforts as four top-tier powerhouses were no match for Allen at all.
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