A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 190 High Current Grappling Technique, Giant

The encirclement and attack had entered its most rapid phase, which the magician considered the final stage that would determine Guan Luoyang's fate.

At this moment, the sawtooth wheels of the motorcycle ghost will descend upon Guan Luoyang's head in half a second.

Oyama's fists, honed day and night, through countless trials and tribulations, and honed to the point of being able to cut wood with a rope, would deliver a powerful blow to every bone in Guan Luoyang's body in a mere fraction of a second.

The magician himself only needed to flick his finger to move the monomolecular threads, which meant there was no loss of distance, and he could inflict a cutting attack all over Guan Luoyang's body.

The three attacks were faster and more treacherous than the last, and the green aura floating around Guan Luoyang could never keep up with such a frequency of attacks.

However, compared to something else, the three of them seemed far too slow.

In comparison, the magician's movements of pulling the threads seemed to be slowed down a hundred times, making it incredibly clear to see Guan Luoyang turn his head completely to face him!

The monomolecular threads that covered Guan Luoyang's head, which should have cut off his eyeballs, torn his ears, and sawed through his cheeks, vanished into thin air the moment he turned his head.

Leaping bolts of lightning appeared on every thread around us.

Monomolecular threads are indeed a very powerful weapon, not only because they are thin enough to provide high cutting power, but also because they are extremely lightweight and flexible. If such threads were used as weapons, even an ordinary person would not be able to find a trace of them when looking with a magnifying glass.

In its relaxed, floating state, Guan Luoyang was unable to pinpoint the location of all the threads; he could only sense that such things were roaming around him and could identify most of them.

But once it tauts, when it tries to restrict Guan Luoyang's movements and resist his physical actions, the location of each thread is determined, leaving it nowhere to hide.

By using the true method of non-action, one can manipulate the true spiritual energy, allowing these high-intensity electric lights to be precisely focused and strike the single-molecule lines, causing them to completely melt and break.

The magician's eyes trembled as he felt his hand go empty, with no single molecule thread left to restrain Guan Luoyang's movements.

The fat chef's weight suddenly dropped to less than ten pounds. Guan Luoyang threw him upwards so fast that the motorcycle ghost falling from the air didn't even have time to see what was happening before it felt its jagged wheels crash head-on into a black wall.

Bang! !

The motorcycle ghost couldn't withstand the upward impact and was pushed upwards by the fat chef's body.

The serrated wheel rotated and cut under overload, sparking as it rubbed against the fat chef's thick skin, producing an extremely piercing noise.

On the ground, Guan Luoyang's figure flashed by like a fleeting bolt of lightning, suddenly appearing before the magician.

"Although your confidently planned scheme is meaningless, you are indeed quite skilled at deception and concealment. At least when you were chatting with me with a smile before, I really didn't see that you were hiding such deep malice."

"Harry!"

The magician, whose identity had been exposed, had a flurry of glances, but he didn't have the composure to utter even a single word in response.

Because while Guan Luoyang was speaking, he had already launched no fewer than thirty-nine attempts to capture him.

From the initial, straightforward grab aimed at the throat, which was narrowly dodged, to the subsequent sweeping of the shoulder, diagonal ripping of the chest and abdomen, and the force of a gut-ripping attack, interspersed with slashes and grabs at various joints.

Harry's body moved like a phantom, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing, retreating rapidly. But no matter how strange his steps were, he could never escape the grappling hands that followed him like a shadow, a net that stretched across the sky.

The rings on his ten fingers tugged at the broken monomolecular threads, swinging them like soft knives, accompanied by bizarre, bone-breaking movements that disregarded joint limitations, all to buy himself another chance to retreat.

But in the midst of the phantom-like clash, his left little finger was inevitably grazed by Guan Luoyang's palm.

His consciousness seemed to pause for a moment, and lightning coursed through Harry's entire body!

When he came to his senses, he was about to growl and tough out the numbness brought by the strong electric current, and break his left little finger, but he found that an even stronger feeling of stiffness was coming from Guan Luoyang's palm.

In an instant, Guan Luoyang's hand moved up inch by inch from the back of his hand, breaking his wrist, elbow, and shoulder, deflecting his trigeminal bone, and striking his chest.

After witnessing Guan Luoyang's incredible finger movements in a fleeting illusion, Harry had no idea how many blows he had suffered.

But he vaguely felt that from the other person's palm, a huge, invisible, god-like hand emerged, tightly gripping and suppressing his entire body, every joint groaning and regretting.

Even today, Guan Luoyang's grappling techniques incorporate strong electric currents and acupoint striking with true qi. Once successful, these techniques completely sever and seal off the opponent's mobility in every aspect, from the physical body and the flow of life force to mental thought and nerve conduction.

"How is this possible?! His energy level clearly hasn't exceeded the range of a four-star fighter, so why did I fail?"

Harry's mouth was numb; he could only roar in his mind, "He's just someone careless enough to almost get shot by a sniper, as clumsy and one-sided as all those meddlesome, self-righteous idiots, so why is he so tightly organized and disciplined when it comes to actually fighting?!"

Beneath the pure white mask, his eyes were filled with jealousy and madness, but he himself did not know that these chaotic and rampant emotions were because he had just been severely beaten by Guan Luoyang's grappling techniques, causing him to develop post-traumatic stress disorder.

After dealing with the defeated dog, Guan Luoyang exhaled and spoke, his eyes gleaming slightly. His mind spontaneously broke free from its meticulous and precise state, soaring freely. He spun around, twisted his waist violently backward, and threw a punch.

His fist collided head-on with the fist that was chasing after him, creating a huge shockwave that instantly repelled the surrounding air.

Nearby concrete blocks of all sizes, along with the bodies of the magician and Jubei, were all blown away. Even the wreckage weighing several tons was tumbled and displaced by the aftershocks.

Oyama launched a fully charged attack, while Guan Luoyang hastily parried it. He found the opponent's style of punch to be unusually heavy and solid, and was forced to retreat.

When the ground slid back in Guanluoyang, it bore some of the force, leaving a fan-shaped crack with a radius of more than ten meters.

"ha!"

Standing at the very end of this fan-shaped area, Guan Luoyang chuckled excitedly, his eyes gleaming. In the center of his eyes was the rapidly enlarging figure of the Great Mountain Clan. He stretched his shoulders and raised his hands, causing the surrounding light to dim.

The heavy punch that Oyama was chasing after entered the darkness and collided with a hand that suddenly shone brightly in the darkness.

A blindingly bright light, with an explosive and unrestrained force, was released from that palm.

At the first moment of contact between fists and palms, they were evenly matched, but before Oyama could throw his other fist, his expression changed.

It's a physical change in expression.

Because he discovered that the power in his opponent's palm, after the first impact, suddenly surged like a flood blocked by a dam!

The force of the palm strike was so immense that his entire body of strong muscles rippled like waves, from his arm to his face, his skin heaving violently, his cheeks slapping against his gums with a slapping sound.

This is not over yet.

The third wave of power surged forth, like a raging storm, crashing into the mountains and forests, boiling and relentlessly eroding the body of the Great Mountain Clan.

The "Transformation of the Mayfly Dragon," which embodies the essence of the entire Bai Family Sacred Fist, unleashes a power that is like mayflies gathering and transforming into a divine dragon, rising higher and higher like the three waves of the Yangtze River.

From the perspective of direct attack alone, this move can be considered one of the top techniques in a four-star martial arts work.

Of Guan Luoyang's six techniques, none can surpass this one in terms of sheer power and ferocity.

When the third wave of force surged out, Oyama tried to retreat, but his bones and muscles were invaded by Guan Luoyang's power, making it difficult for him to make a smooth enough movement. He stumbled back several steps and was caught up again.

This time, it was a palm strike that came down from above, a powerful, monument-smashing strike delivered with the force of a dragon's transformation.

Boom! !

Dust rose again from the ground within a hundred meters, and the retreating Ooyama clan member actually managed to block the palm strike once more.

The genetic technology possessed by the organization behind the scenes is certainly not only used for cloning. The reason why each base tries to produce cloning is simply because biological weapons manufactured on this cloning assembly line are relatively the "cheapest".

But in naturally grown fighters, in those who already have their own fighting style, the optimization of their genes through gene induction and modulation is a technology that even the boss of the organization behind the scenes would consider "expensive".

The members of the Odd Force were among the people who profited the most from those gene optimization and manipulation processes. In other words, the boss used this technology to attract a few people to join his Odd Force.

Harry's genetic optimization is dexterity, which also seems to enhance his cunning; bulimia's optimization is digestion, storage, and extensibility; and the biker's optimization is adaptability to equivalent damage.

The optimization achieved by Mr. Oyama was much more straightforward.

Simply put, it's sturdy.

Therefore, although his meridians were invaded by Guan Luoyang's force, he did not lose his fighting power. His body's cells even seemed to be able to lock a state under certain circumstances, achieving a super strong defense of "immovability" and "unyielding".

Moreover, during this takeover, his body lines, bone and muscle structure consciously formed multiple appropriately angled triangles, creating a three-dimensional support that allowed Guan Luoyang's force to be distributed through his body to the ground within a hundred meters around him, without harming himself.

Karate, Iron Demon Musou Gatha Monkey Shoulder Strike!

As dust and smoke rose from the ground, the slight change in the stable triangular posture of Oyama's entire body caused a chain reaction of changes in all angles, layer by layer, transforming into a highly aggressive sharp angle.

Using his shoulder as a cannon and his elbow as a cannon, he unleashed an elbow strike, which was blocked by Guan Luoyang. Then, with a flick of his elbow, his claws flipped out, making him resemble a monstrous ape with arms reaching past his knees. His fists smashed and claws tore, changing unpredictably, howling and striking up and down.

Although in the power system of the superhumans, there is often a saying that all the ways of the world lead to the same goal. For example, whether it is the technology side, the force side, or the mystery side, they can all be applied and classified by the star rating system of the reincarnation space.

However, data is just data; it can only represent a part of the truth. When it comes to actual combat, the situation is far more complex than that.

Let alone the differences in technology, martial arts, and magic, even among martial arts practitioners at the same level (four stars), the styles of martial arts nurtured in different worlds are worlds apart.

Martial arts masters in the Tang Dynasty world generally focus more on the deep exploration of mental power, honing their subtle control over the power of primordial energy. Therefore, even a half-baked master like Meng Wanghou can unleash unpredictable and unpredictable techniques after advancing in rank, dealing more damage to the enemy and reducing the damage to the environment.

Apart from exceptional individuals like Tianfang Zhenren, none of the grandmasters there completely disregarded the option of deflecting or transferring force when fighting an enemy head-on. This is because the quality of "exquisite skill and divine transformation" has been engraved into the very essence of their lives through the cultivation of martial arts.

The fighters of Violet State, on the other hand, clearly place more emphasis on the physical body. Even the supernatural energy they cultivate through various means—"Qi"—is merely a byproduct used to unleash the higher potential of their bodies.

To put it bluntly, sometimes they practically treat "qi" as some kind of highly effective stimulant.

Oyama's current playing style completely demonstrates this characteristic.

However, if we're talking about brutality, that's exactly the kind of area Guan Luoyang enjoys.

Without hesitation, he used his shoulder, elbow, and forearm to fight his opponent head-on, forcefully seizing open fighting space once again, and unleashing another powerful strike.

When this palm strike was unleashed, a slightly unexpected situation occurred: the thing that had recently been tamed, stimulated by the martial will of both the Great Mountain Clan and Guan Luoyang, eagerly awakened.

The divine garment was majestic, and it transformed on its own.

The two divine garments in the original Kill la Kill storyline were made for girls, and because their physical constitutions were not strong enough, they used relatively less fabric.

Once transformed, the combat life fibers awaken and the changes converge, easily leading to some delightful fan service scenes.

Guan Luoyang's divine robe, however, was made with ample material, so he naturally didn't have such concerns. In fact, after the transformation, the coverage of the robe became even more comprehensive.

The slightly loose sleeves tightened instantly, revealing a deep red grid pattern on the off-white garment. Fibers spread from the cuffs, weaving into hardened wristbands, and then continued forward, clinging to the skin texture of the palms to form a glove.

The fibers from the trousers were also inserted into the leather boots, re-woven and shaped, making the toe and heel areas noticeably harder.

The trench coat on her back had its sleeves hidden, completely transforming into a red-and-white cape.

The enhancement of 100% combat life fiber made Guan Luoyang's body and spirit even more vigorous, and his aura expanded again. The fierce shadow he projected seemed to be several heads taller than that of the Great Mountain Clan.

It was as if a colossal creature was about to deliver a crushing blow to this karate practitioner.

"How can the same moves defeat a true martial artist!"

Oyama had not expected that this routine siege and elimination operation would take such a turn. However, as he fought his way through, he felt that he was in better shape than ever before, with every cell in his body excited. He once again adopted the Iron Demon Warrior stance.

With the spine as the central axis, the vertebrae are like pillars supporting the sky, and all the triangular branches are there to protect the central, unshakable main body.

With a loud shout, Mr. Ōyama met the attack head-on.

The clash of offense and defense, the wave-like force, spread from the muscles of his arm used to defend himself throughout his body, but before this force could be distributed to the ground, an even larger vortex of torrents pressed down.

Guan Luoyang twisted his wrist, and the spiraling force caused the joints of Da Shanshi to vibrate violently and rub against each other. His expression changed drastically, and he heard the sounds of dislocations coming from his own body.

His parrying arm went limp, and Guan Luoyang slapped him so hard that he fell to his knees. Then, his buttocks pressed down, and his whole body twisted to one side.

boom! !

A shockwave emanated from around Oyama's corpse.

The divine garment emitted a low, excited hum that could only be heard in Luoyang.

Guan Luoyang was slightly taken aback and clicked his tongue.

He was initially caught up in the fight and didn't intend to use his divine armor. He even wanted to test how many times it would take him to kill his opponent with his bare hands, but now he had defeated him in one blow.

Suddenly, a strange noise came from the end of the street, and the tremor spread along the ground, as if there was a huge thing underground that was about to lift up the foundation of that place.

Guan Luoyang leaped into the air, grabbing the fat chef and the motorcycle ghost with one hand each. The bio-electric current under the blessing of the divine armor surged out, shocking their skeletons until they convulsed. With a light touch of his toes, he spread ripples in the air and flew to the top of a tall building next door, looking out at the end of the street.

The streets there began to crack open, spouting blue fountains, and then a giant shrouded in steam rose from the ground, overturning the street.

Half of his body was still underground, but even the part that was above ground was already taller than the surrounding shops and buildings.

Unlike the Abyss Being that Guan Luoyang had seen before, the giant before him maintained an impeccable human form, with perfect body proportions, agile and swift movements, and was covered in complete, heavy armor. Moreover, the facial features vaguely resembled those of Faki.

The giant form lasted only a few seconds. After punching the ground repeatedly, releasing a large amount of muddy slurry mixed with blue liquid, it reverted to its original form.

He and Tie Bo jumped back to the ground. Among the freely flowing sewage, many mutilated and deformed corpses floated.

Although he had killed those who were lying in ambush, Faki's expression was not good. Giant transformation was one of his trump cards, which he had not originally planned to reveal to Guan Luoyang so early.

When they saw the people Guan Luoyang had captured and discovered that they were all four-star fighters, Faki's expression became even more complicated.

"It seems we need to be more cautious before the captain arrives; we can't afford to fall out with this person so easily..."

(End of this chapter)