Story 1 Martial Glory Chapter 11

The secret was to be relaxed. For all types of martial art the key was relaxation, don't be stiff, and above all. Go with the flow and alter the flow of combat as you could.

That biker, David, was strong. Stronger than I was, stronger than Kasumi as well, with his large strongman physique that came from eating whole chickens in a single meal while probably working on his own bike. Sure Kasumi could kick this dude up and down the street but there was denying the dude was obviously strong.

But in this world of Martial Art's pure strength could only get you so far with the crazy shit, master and above martial artists could get up to.

Even as David rushed at me and swung his helmet at me I inhaled sharply pulling in a hissing scream of air as I enhanced my body as much as I could as I fell into the Water Streaming Rock Smashing Fist, with my palm slapping and shattering the helmet aside from and then I stepped forward hard! And with that hard step, I launched myself forward at a great speed with my knee raised up.

With a harsh thudding noise, I used the Hyakka Ryouran technique of Kyotōryū that was specifically designed to fight large sumo wrestlers where I would kick off the top of their protruding stomach in a way that brought them closer I kicked off to ram my right knee into David's chin with a harsh cracking noise.

Then with myself still in the air as David froze with his entire body lit up like he was struck by lightning when I shattered his jaw and probably several of his teeth, I landed half a leg on his shoulder and using the Water Streaming Fist I screw punched him in the ear in a way that would all but pop his ear temporarily.

"Agh!" He groaned sickly at the pain I was heaping on him but then I mentally cursed as I felt a steel claw of a hand grab my ankle he tried to throw me off his shoulder so I just wrapped one arm around his head to keep me way away from his punches so I could begin just slamming my elbow into the top of his head.

Loud thudding noises rang out as every half second I would elbow the crown of his head just above his forward with my full strength and within two seconds I had hit him five times on the following sixth hit I felt something give under my elbow so I stopped and rolled off his shoulder.

"You done fuck wit?" I asked as I stretched out my arm that was elbowing the shit out of his head and the biker tottered in place but then he exhaled heavily with his nose violently spurting blood with the exhale.

"Red Dragon Gang doesn't lose! Death before surrender!" He roared with his fellow bikers roaring in agreement and I saw them palming their weapon obviously ready to charge into the fight but only the knowledge that they would ruin this Kengan match stopped them.

I snorted as I lifted my arms up and realized that this dude even with a fucked up sense of balance due to how I blew out an eardrum temporarily, still wanted to. I knew I needed to get more damaging. So as the large biker came in with a haymaker punch I slid around the fist with my arms held behind my back and as his fist passed just past my back, my arms became as hard and rigid as diamond as I jerked my arms forward.

With his arm bound in my arms in the sword-breaking stance of Chrysanthemum of the Kyotōryū, I snapped his arm at the midpoint of his bicep with one arm, and with my other arm, I snapped his forearm a couple of inches away from his wrist. "Surrender? You don't need to... I will just beat you until no one can question my victory." I said coldly as I skipped forward with my arms letting his broken arm limply hang from his shoulder as he had sweat cascading from his forehead at the agony he must be feeling.

I needed to get away as he swung those steel-toed boots at the back of my leg probably cripply my mobility

I sharply inhaled as I prepared myself to end the fight as honestly although the biker was pretty strong, he was... Just too slow and clearly not used to fighting a fighter who wasn't just a brawler.

"Ah fuck it... Time to break a wrist." I muttered to myself as I drew upon my breathing technique to grant myself even more strength even though my lungs screamed in refusal but I needed my body strengthened for what I was about to pull.

I dashed forward and then stutter-stepped to avoid a textbook jab sequence from the biker but as he pulled back his punch to relaunch it I began my offense. Pulling at all my body's strength I dipped my toes into the Kyotōryū's almost supernatural techniques as I used a powerful upward right-hand palm strike that blurred with the extreme speed to send the biker two meters into the air.

So great was the force of Poppy's technique that the air seemingly howled for a split second and although I had clearly broken at least a rib or two with that technique with that biker I knew I most certainly fucked up my wrist with the force and power I used to knock the man into the air. But I wasn't finished. "Wild Strawberry!" I muttered under my breath as I kicked the man four times in the air with wide sweeping axe kicks before I used the momentum of our falling bodies to come down in an axe kick, driving the hard base of my shoe-covered heel into his face as his head slammed into the pavement.

A wet sound rang out as I pulled away my shoe and the man's flattened nose had thick blood sticking to my shoe as I lifted it away from his face to see his dull eyes staring up at the sky above us... Thankfully the man was still alive as I could see his chest rising and falling shallowly as this world's humans were made out of far sterner stuff than my previous Earth's.

"I will treat this bike better than my own girlfriend. I promise." I swore as I took the key's I saw peaking out of his leather jacket pocket but at my words, I heard Honoka loudly snort as I stood up and took in the biker's who clearly looked unsure if they should jump me or not. "I have won... You guys have lost, take your leader to the hospital and go challenge another biker gang to regain your honor in a larger battle!" I yelled and the biker's eye's lit up as they got the idea I was putting out.

Sure their leader lost and that was a bad look for them, but they paid for the loss like a true warrior losing a bet, and then went on to win an even larger battle later... And winning such a battle without the boss directing it could lead to ambition blossoming within the gang as to who could become the new leader.

So while I figured out how to turn on the large tricycle I felt Honoko slide into the seat behind me with her large breasts pushing into my back as she whispered. "A girl likes their men with big toys... But hearing you heartlessly saying you will love this toy more than your imaginary girlfriend is kinda sad isn't it?"

With a loud roar, I kicked the large bike into life but even over the roar of the motorcycle I yelled back to Honoka with her arms tightening around me harshly. "Better than any toys you got that are battery operated, with how you don't even have an imaginary boyfriend!"