Heart Breaking

[Impact]

When preparing a weighty blow.

[BareFistFighter] was also prepared.

He swung his fist,

Fist met fist.

The moment they collided, Americano knew she was being pushed back and drew upon her Magical Power.

However,

Bang.

She was sent flying, body and all, along with the fist.

She rolled once on the ground before getting up.

She coughed from the impact on her chest.

“Draw your sword.”

“It’s not over yet.”

She kicked off the ground.

Fist.

Fist.

Fist.

She raised her guard and swung, just like she knew from boxing.

[BareFistFighter], with his much longer legs than Americano, easily dodged by taking a backstep.

No matter how much she extended her fist, it wouldn’t reach due to the size difference in their bodies.

On the other hand,

“Hmph…!”

[BareFistFighter]’s fist flew in with plenty of room.

His head was positioned in just the right spot, allowing him to swing freely.

He took a backstep to create distance, and [BareFistFighter] didn’t pursue. He warned her.

“Draw your sword.”

“Why don’t you use some other Skill?”

“A fist is enough for the likes of you.”

“….”

She seemed to be greatly underestimated.

But she wasn’t particularly angry.

It probably would have been difficult for a Martial Arts Hero to reach SS rank among the Hunter Heroes with just a fist, and it was true that she was weak with only her fists.

The only Skills she could use barehanded were [Heavenly Destruction Fist], [Ink Wheel Fist], and the [Impact] she had just learned.

‘Then I’ll have to make good use of what I have.’

She kicked off again.

If her fist couldn’t reach,

‘I’ll just concentrate on attacking where it can reach!’

She unleashed [Impact].

A whiff.

[BareFistFighter] brought his hand down like a blade towards her.

She blocked it with [Heavenly Destruction Fist].

[Heavenly Destruction Fist], directly colliding with the hand blade, ruptured the air and deflected [BareFistFighter]’s hand blade.

[BareFistFighter]’s expression crumpled, and he clenched both hands into fists.

Fist.

Fist.

Fist.

Fists came flying.

She responded in kind.

[Impact]

[Impact]

[Impact]

Fist met fist in the middle, creating a booming sound as they shattered and tore apart.

The explosions caused by the fists colliding detonated in succession, and the speed gradually accelerated.

[Impact] [Impact] [Impact] [Impact] [Impact] [Impact] [Impact] [Impact] [Impact] [Impact]

[BareFistFighter] seemed to be enjoying it as well, as the corners of his mouth, which had been drooping, rose high.

A brawl was fun to watch, but it was also fun to receive and deflect.

However,

She was caught.

Her left hand was caught.

Her right hand was also caught.

Americano reflexively kicked up, aiming for his chin.

He pulled on her arms, but,

“Weak.”

“….”

His face, which had turned away from the kick, returned to normal.

“You think you can fight me with this little strength? Level up some more and come back!”

With both hands still grabbed, he pressed his foot against Americano’s chest.

He pushed her chest with his foot and pulled on her hands.

“I’ll let you go if you surrender.”

“….”

It hurt like hell.

Her arms were tearing.

This was the [Duel Arena].

He would really tear them apart.

But she wasn’t one to give up.

She surrounded herself with Magical Power.

She enhanced the durability of her body.

She surrounded herself with electricity.

Her bones and muscles, which had begun to exhibit magnetic properties, were further strengthened by the power of magnetism.

With her increasingly powerful grip, she pulled back the arms that had been taken from her.

[Boost]

Her body grew cold.

“Where do you think you’re…!”

[BareFistFighter] exerted more force.

She was being pushed back.

Their levels were different.

Their physiques were different.

Their power was different.

She increased the output of [Boost] even further, and the cold froze her skin, causing the surface layer to crack.

Was she going to freeze to death?

It was all the same if she lost!

However,

[BareFistFighter] crossed his arms and slammed them down on the ground.

Americano’s body instantly rotated 180 degrees, and her head was buried in the ground. Her head, which was harder than the ground, was impaled like a nail.

Thanks to the coldness of her [Nine Yin Constitution], her body became stiff and cold, causing her head to stand upright while stuck in the ground.

“Trying to be clever.”

[BareFistFighter] shook off his chilled hands.

Americano planted her hands on the ground and raised her body. She slowly got up and clenched her fists again, assuming a fighting stance.

Seeing this, a deep wrinkle formed between the brows of [BareFistFighter]’s black silhouette.

“Alright. I’ll kill you as you wished.”

[BareFistFighter] knew that Americano was slower.

For some reason, she had become cold and, at the same time, slower.

He had approached with the intention of killing her in one blow, but even though Americano reacted, her body couldn’t keep up.

She raised her arm, but,

It was slow.

[BareFistFighter] found it pathetic and irritating.

He was angry that she had not only underestimated him but also had unfounded confidence that she could win against him barehanded.

Americano’s arm, which was trying to defend.

He broke that arm.

His hands passed her broken arm and slammed a fist into her face. She didn’t fall and held on.

She was using Magical Power to increase her durability.

But it was useless.

He had already confirmed Americano’s physical strength.

‘Die.’

He lightly threw a smart punch, and the head of the Americano mannequin skin rotated 270 degrees.

She collapsed with a thud.

“Those who aren’t skilled shouldn’t be so arrogant.”

He clicked his tongue.

He hoped she would learn from this experience and give her all in the next fight.

He waited for the victory message.

But it didn’t appear.

‘Is it a bug?’

If it wasn’t a bug, it meant her opponent was still alive.

But if her head rotated 270 degrees, she should be dead.

Even if she didn’t die, her spinal cord would be severed.

[BareFistFighter] looked at the mannequin skin of Americano.

The strange mannequin skin, with its particularly emphasized chest, remained motionless with her head turned.

…That’s how it should be.

But soon,

Her fingers twitched.

She planted her hands on the ground.

She raised her body.

She tried to move her neck, but her neck, with its torn skin and muscles, couldn’t move, so she grabbed it with her own hands.

And she turned it,

‘No, not that way-‘

Rip.

She turned the remaining 90 degrees of the 270 degrees.

A gruesome sound was heard.

He was the one who had put her neck in that state, but Americano turned the remaining 90 degrees, aligning her body to its proper position.

The wounds on her neck emitted a white light and healed.

“….”

“Cough cough!”

Americano mumbled something and spat out a lump of blood nearby.

She clenched her fists again.

“…Draw your sword.”

“No.”

“Then I have no choice.”

She said, trying to sound calm.

“I’ll kill you this time for sure.”

She put strength into her fist and struck his chin, but this time his neck firmly supported his head.

So she was preparing for it?

It was still useless.

[BareFistFighter] immediately threw an additional punch with his left fist.

His right fist flew in right away,

His left fist flew in right away.

Heavy blows landed rapidly on Americano’s face in succession.

He increased his speed.

He swung even faster.

Snap.

He broke her neck.

But,

She aligned her neck bones with her hands.

Light swirled around her neck as it healed, and before the light faded, he slammed his fist down. Power control? There was no such thing.

He slammed his fist into Americano’s face with the maximum power he could muster at that moment.

He didn’t use Skills because of his pride.

Even though he didn’t use them,

‘Why isn’t the victory message appearing?’

While Americano was being hit in the face and flying away, he immediately chased after her and snatched her face in mid-air.

He slammed her down on the ground as she was.

Bang.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread across the ground.

He clenched his fist.

The victory message…

‘It’s not appearing.’

He slammed his fist down.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

Americano’s hands and feet spasmed.

But,

Even so,

‘It’s not appearing.’

“What the hell are you?”

Americano planted her hands on the ground and raised her body, and [BareFistFighter] was beyond dumbfounded and felt disgusted.

He unknowingly used a Skill.

Explosive Core Strike, Ninth Form.

Heart Destruction.

The ultimate Skill that [BareFistFighter] had completed with the help of AI in Full Dive was inflicted on Americano’s chest.

Her face was covered in blood, and she was lightly struck in the chest.

Although she was a mannequin with no visible face, there was a look of bewilderment.

Explosive Core Strike, Ninth Form: Heart Destruction, if inflicted on a person, would cause the target’s internal organs to resonate and turn to mush.

Soon, crushed internal organs would pour out of her eyes, nose, and mouth along with blood.

“….”

“….”

“…?”

“???”

Her head tilted.

This shouldn’t be happening?

Americano assumed a stance.

It was the stance for Heart Destruction.

He was careless, thinking that there was no way she could.

In an instant, Americano released Magical Power and dove into his arms, extending her fist and lightly striking his chest.

[BareFistFighter] was a step late in kicking Americano away.

She was swept helplessly across the floor and sprawled out in a large shape, and he jumped in and unleashed all forms of Explosive Core Strike, from the First Form to the Eighth Form.

She raised her arms and legs to guard, but Explosive Core Strike destroyed from the inside.

Since it was based on Internal Force Heavy Strike, defense was meaningless, but…

‘Why isn’t it working!’

It was as if the Magical Power flowing in from the inside was freezing, and the Magical Power wouldn’t flow in.

Quickly,

Lightly,

He infused the Magical Power contained in his fist into Americano’s body.

Americano bounced up violently each time she was hit. The shock of forcibly injecting Magical Power caused her body to bounce.

Anxiety was contained in his fist.

───It resonated.

‘It can’t succeed.’

His stomach churned as if he had motion sickness.

His vision spun.

He felt like he was going to throw up.

‘It can’t succeed…!’

He had worked hard for a year, using AI to complete it.

There was no way it could be stolen in an instant.

He had only shown it once!

But,

“Ugh…!”

In truth, he knew.

No matter what anyone said, he was the creator of Explosive Core Strike.

He felt the changes happening inside his body and sensed that it had succeeded.

He gagged.

Blood poured from his mouth.

Following his mouth, internal organs flowed out of his eyes, nose, and ears, turning them bright red.

The fist he was swinging creaked, and he tried to hold on, but he couldn’t do it like Americano. Before he could even utter a curse, the Polygon that made up his body shattered into pieces.

“….”

Americano got up once more.

Crackle.

Crackle.

Electricity flowed through the cracks etched all over her body.

The seams that had formed all over her body were healed by [Heal].

The victory message appeared before her eyes.

[YOU WIN]

She had won, but,

“I don’t feel like I won.”

She sat down on the ground and punched it with her fist.

He was an opponent she couldn’t beat without using [Boost].

But [Boost] without heat was a slow turtle.

Still, thanks to [Boost], her output was high.

She was able to [Leap] and take advantage of [BareFistFighter]’s carelessness, seizing an opportunity.

She knew she couldn’t win in a normal way from the first time they clashed.

Even if she maximized [Boost], she wouldn’t have been able to surpass him in strength.

Still,

“He was weaker than Death Knight.”

She had defeated Death Knight before, but she had only been hit and didn’t feel like she had won even though she had.

She increased the durability of her body with Magical Power,

Made her body like an electromagnet with her Awakened Ability,

Firmly fixed her breaking body using magnetism,

And recovered using [Heal].

When her neck was turned, it was dizzying, but she reattached her neck and body with electricity, maintaining control.

Even if her neck was cut off, she could survive for a while, so as long as she could protect her head, she could regenerate no matter how much her body was destroyed.

She solidified her defense and waited for an opportunity.

She wasn’t really aiming for anything.

She was desperately trying not to die.

But,

‘It worked.’

It happened because she did it.

It wasn’t that difficult.

Her neck was a little stiff, though.

She grabbed her neck and cracked it.

“I should buy a Magic Sword or a lion when this is over.”

Still, if she had [Boost], she could have fought [BareFistFighter] with a more enjoyable sense of impact.

It was a shame.

Her goal was also to learn martial arts, but,

She had expected a close combat with an amazing sense of impact.

Anyway, she had won.

This was her ninth win in this round.

One more match until her rank was determined.

She waited for her opponent,

And soon, a match was set.

[Hongyeom]

[Rank] [SSS]

A silhouette magician with an eyepatch over her left eye stretched out her hand and created flames.

She lightly tossed a sphere of condensed fire upward like a ball, and it exploded in a small flash like a firework.

She finely split and divided the fire sphere, creating small fire spheres that floated around her and popped.

A brilliant halo shone behind Hongyeom’s back.

She stood tall, spreading her arms as if to be praised.

‘Is she an attention seeker?’

Before she knew it,

[3]

The countdown had begun.

[2]

[1]

[Fight]

She immediately jumped in.

A wave of high-temperature flames crashed down.

She surrounded her body with cold Magical Power and kicked off the ground once more, jumping into the flames.