Chapter 210: Temporarily Breaking Through the Limiter!
Facing Mumen Rider, Garou felt something he could not quite describe.
It was different from every hero he had fought before.
But that did not stop him from hunting his opponent.
Even with blood dripping from his abdomen, Garou still smiled fiercely.
"Arrest me here?"
His eyes sharpened with savage pride.
"You say that so lightly. It really hurts my pride."
Ferocity flashed in his gaze as he raised both hands and assumed a fighting stance.
On the ruined path, Satoru Suzuki looked at him quietly.
He could feel the unyielding spirit and fighting intent in Garou's eyes. Because of that, his expression gradually became serious.
"Then I apologize."
Satoru shifted his grip and held the sword in reverse.
"I can only make sure you lose the ability to move."
The next moment, light erupted.
"Breath of Light, First Form."
Radiance bloomed from the sword, flooding the area around them.
"Haze Light!"
Garou's expression changed slightly.
Here it comes again.
That strange light.
His eyes could barely distinguish Satoru's figure inside the glow. He could only rely on instinct to defend.
The sword struck in the next instant.
Garou reacted immediately. His fists moved in rapid flowing arcs as he unleashed the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist.
But the result was no different from before.
Satoru's sword still struck his left arm.
A crack rang out as Garou's forearm fractured.
Yet even with that injury, Garou ignored the pain and counterattacked.
He fought while retreating, refusing to let the rhythm fully fall into Satoru's hands.
Seeing this, Satoru felt helpless.
Against an opponent like Garou, he could only do his best to restrain his strength. If he used too much power, he might cause an injury that could never be repaired.
Because of that, he fought with extreme caution.
"Breath of Light, Third Form."
Satoru's figure shot forward like an arrow released from a bowstring.
"Roaming!"
He appeared behind Garou in a flash and raised his right hand, aiming to knock him unconscious with a clean strike to the neck.
But just as that seemingly certain blow was about to land, Garou seemed to sense something.
The hand he had been swinging forward changed direction in an unnatural motion.
He blocked the attack behind him while kicking backward at the same time.
Satoru, standing behind him, was forced to retreat.
After dodging the kick, Satoru frowned at Garou's strangely twisted arm.
"Aren't you afraid of crippling your arm by casually dislocating your bones just to counterattack?"
Garou calmly snapped his arm back into place.
He replied indifferently, "You're worried about me, a Monster?"
His smile was full of provocation.
"That doesn't sound like something a hero would say."
Inside the sword, Asuramaru watched everything unfold and began analyzing the situation.
If nothing unexpected happened, Garou would probably escape tonight.
After all, although Satoru Suzuki was much stronger than him, he did not intend to kill him.
And based on Garou's growth rate in the original work, if this dragged on too long, it would already be good enough if Satoru did not end up being countered instead.
But those things did not matter much to Asuramaru.
What he was most curious about was how Garou would break through his limiter.
Perhaps he could find the answer here.
On the battlefield, the two were locked in combat.
Or rather, it was more accurate to say that Satoru was unilaterally suppressing Garou.
In only a short while, Garou was already covered in blood.
Several bones throughout his body had fractured, and his lungs heaved violently.
Even so, he seemed to notice something.
"I thought you were just too fast for me to block."
Garou wiped blood from the corner of his mouth.
"But now it looks like you know the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist too, don't you?"
His eyes narrowed.
"What's your relationship with that old man Bang?"
Since Garou had already seen through it, Satoru simply nodded and admitted it.
"I joined the dojo and acknowledged Master Bang as my master."
Garou was a little surprised.
"Really?"
He laughed, though there was a strange emotion hidden beneath it.
"That old man actually started taking disciples again?"
"When did you enter the dojo? I never heard about it."
Satoru had no intention of hiding it.
"I've been in the dojo for about two weeks. It hasn't been made public, so it's normal that you didn't know."
Then he continued trying to persuade him.
"Your body is already struggling to keep fighting."
"If you keep using your fist technique in this condition, your bones may break completely."
His voice was sincere.
"So surrender and come with me to see Master."
Being seen through so easily made Garou's expression turn unnatural for a moment.
His body truly could no longer sustain this level of combat.
Even so, he had no intention of admitting defeat.
He forced a grin, pretending to be troubled.
"Go see that old man?"
His tone was casual, but his eyes remained stubborn.
"I don't want to go back and listen to his lectures."
The casual conversation ended there.
In the next moment, Satoru held his sword in one hand.
He stomped down, and his figure charged forward again.
"It's over."
As the words fell, his strike swept out.
Garou, whose bones in both arms were already fractured, immediately raised his arms and tried to block with his fist technique.
But at this point, he was already at the end of his rope.
He could not resist at all.
The strike sent him flying backward.
A crisp cracking sound came from both arms.
Garou arced through the air and crashed violently onto the broken road.
This time, he did not get up immediately.
It was as if he truly had no strength left to fight.
Seeing this, Satoru quickly stepped forward.
After confirming that Garou only had multiple fractures and no fatal injuries, he finally breathed out in relief.
Then he turned and looked at the severely injured muscular men scattered around the park.
He immediately took out his communicator and called emergency services.
"This is Pingnan Park. More than a dozen people are injured. Please come as soon as possible."
After reporting the details, he ended the call.
But just as he was about to wait for the ambulance to arrive, a faint movement came from behind him.
Satoru turned around.
Garou, who had been lying on the ground, twitched his right index finger.
The next moment, his body sprang up from the ground.
Hot steam rose from him.
The sound of bones shifting and colliding echoed constantly from within his body.
His aura was growing stronger.
Inside the sword, Asuramaru witnessed this scene and immediately began analyzing it.
Temporarily breaking through the limiter?
It was similar to Satoru Suzuki's situation.
Both of them had surpassed their own limits.
Judging from the change in Garou's aura before and after, this was a leap from the peak of Demon level to the lower ranks of Dragon level.
Outside, Garou felt the state of his own body.
It was the sensation of shattering restraints and stepping into a new realm.
When he looked at Satoru again, that confident smile returned to his face.
"Looks like I really should thank you."
His grin widened.
"You helped me get stronger."
Just as Garou was expressing his gratitude, Satoru suddenly answered.
"You're welcome."
Garou froze.
For a moment, he did not know what to say.
In the end, he could only snap back in irritation.
"Don't think that means I'll go easy on you!"
Satoru replied calmly, "There is no need to hold back."
He raised his sword.
"Come at me."
That feeling of punching cotton made Garou even more annoyed.
Yet no matter how irritated he was, he genuinely could not bring himself to hate the person in front of him.
Since he could not win with words, he could only swing his fists.
The Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist unfolded again.
Garou charged into close combat.
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