Martial Arts Worlds-Chapter 865: Strongest - Part 12

Kiernan and Erik clashed.

They were evenly matched after the first clash, and then both started punching repeatedly at each other.

"Iron Smash Storm!"

It was a flurry of punches, but Erik wasn't losing one punch, and he matched the trajectory of Kiernan's punches.

All of his punches made contact with Kiernan's fists.

Fist to fist.

"…"

Kiernan frowned.

Using these Iron Style techniques was making his fists hurt, but he swallowed the pain and just kept punching!

Meanwhile, Michael attacked Xiao Jue and Judas, and they thought they were fighting a mere human—they were mistaken.

Michael started to show more and more of his inhumane side, and his fighting style seemed extremely inhuman and brutal.

Since Xiao Jue and Judas hadn't ever come across someone like him, they were quickly pushed to their limits.

"Iron Smash!"

Kiernan punched Erik in the chest.

It felt like he had just struck a hard boulder, and Erik didn't seem all that injured—as if it was just a normal punch.

"Iron Smash Breaker!"

In that moment.

The impact transferred from one point to several points in Erik's body, and that finally changed his expression.

"Urgh!"

Erik backed off, but then he came straight back to attack and tried punching Kiernan's head off, but he defended well.

"Who are you, kid?"

Erik asked.

"Kiernan Hunter!"

Kiernan shouted.

"Never heard of you."

Erik said coldly and front-kicked, but Kiernan rolled out of the way and then got up quickly.

"Ghost Spring!"

Kiernan turned into three afterimages, and Erik looked between the three and quickly realized which one was real.

"That's you!"

Erik punched through one of the afterimages—it wasn't the real Kiernan—and he immediately realized his mistake.

"Iron Palm!"

Out of nowhere, Kiernan struck his palm across Erik's face and then followed up with a series of punches to his gut.

Erik's eyes shook, and he doubled over, and then Kiernan wrapped his arm behind his neck and kneed him squarely in the face.

'His fighting style is extremely aggressive, but also… Soft like a falling snow when he defends… It is extremely hard to fight against that.'

Erik thought.

However.

His body was strong, and he was able to tank most of Kiernan's attacks, but he had no idea that Kiernan was just getting started.

"Fire Rush!"

Kiernan bolted towards him and started recklessly punching, and Erik tried to stop his attack by attacking back, but it didn't work.

When he punched, Kiernan just dodged the punch and simultaneously kept attacking—it was a dual attack of both defense and attack!

Erik crossed his arms and just desperately blocked the attacks as well as he could.

"Damn you!"

Erik suddenly grabbed Kiernan by his shoulder, and since he finally got ahold of him, he got a good chance.

He reeled back his fist—ready to punch.

In that moment.

"Water Skin!"

Kiernan used the sweat on his skin to make it slippery, and Erik's hand slipped off him in a split second.

Almost like his body was as slippery as soap.

"What the…"

Erik looked shocked, as he had never come across such a strange and different kind of martial arts style before.

'These techniques are ridiculous and even more ridiculous to perform in combat. I think it'll take me fifty years to learn one of these techniques to do once during practice!

'And he is even so young!'

Erik thought with a dark look.

"Sweeping Catch."

Kiernan caught Erik's hand—then he squeezed his fingers on his hand—and Erik's expression turned dark with pain.

"Iron Fingers."

If Erik's body wasn't as strong as it was, those Iron Fingers would've destroyed his hand and would've broken every bone in that hand.

"Anatomical Bind."

Kiernan pulled the hand back, and Erik dropped to his knee without him being able to do a single thing!

'This is… bullshit!' 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Erik gritted his teeth.

"Death Finger!"

Kiernan put his finger against Erik's throat, trying to pierce his finger through, but Erik didn't allow him to.

Erik forced himself back to his feet—he grabbed Kiernan's head and headbutted him—but…

Spurt!

"?!?!?!"

Erik's face started bleeding furiously, and Kiernan looked at him coldly—the headbutt backfired greatly!

"Iron Bell…"

Erik staggered backward with a bloody nose, and he was feeling very dizzy.

"Iron Kick!

Kiernan kicked him straight in the back of his knee, and Erik dropped to one knee, cringing in pain.

The pain was more overwhelming than he thought, and nobody had ever made him cringe like that before.

During his reign of Europe's death sport circles, he dominated everyone and survived three hundred death battles.

"You piece of…"

Erik punched wide, and Kiernan just caught it and flipped him over—Erik fell down to his butt.

"How are you… this strong… you monster…"

Erik asked with trembling eyes.

"It's funny to me that the people bragged about getting here, as it meant that they were among the strongest in the world.

"Want to know why they got here in the first place?

"Because I've happened to kill every strongest that there has been. I've gone through several battlefields to hone my martial arts, and I've met some strong guys.

"They all eventually fell before my fists."

Kiernan said.

"What… Who have you killed?"

Erik asked with a gulp.

"I've killed the Russia's Elite Killing Squad, which has managed to topple three countries, but I killed them all. The last guy was the strongest, but even he couldn't stand up to me."

Kiernan said.

"Russia's Elite Killing Squad… They had three guys that were as strong as America's Godly Saints. I heard they had disappeared, but to think that you killed all of them…

"That squad only had ten people, but they were all as strong as me, and they even once managed to defeat an army of 10,000 men."

Erik whispered in disbelief.

"Most of them didn't survive as long as you have. A few did. They managed to get my nosebleed, but that's all they achieved."

Kiernan touched his nose and sighed.

"Then, I killed the four warlords of Africa, who controlled all of Africa's natural resources and had enough military might to threaten even the superpower nations.

"They were powerful, but no match for me."

Kiernan rubbed his chin.

"Y-you killed them?"

Erik gulped.

There had been a lot of theories in the underworld about how the four warlords of Africa died, but no one knew the truth.

After the deaths of those warlords, Africa stopped being a place of constant conflict and chaos.

It had become a land of peace and prosperity, much to the surprise of everyone.

"And I've killed some people that you wouldn't even know about because they lived in shadows, but they were all stronger than those people that I've just mentioned.

"I've defeated monsters… Men who carried the title of Gods… Demon incarnations… and much more.

"So, tell me, Erik, do you think you can defeat me?"

Kiernan turned to him and saw that Erik was trembling in his shoes, and he clearly looked defeated already.

Burst! Burst!

At that moment, they heard something strange and looked over to Michael to see a shocking sight.

Xiao Jue and Judas were lying dead around him, and he was currently 'collecting' their hearts.

"He managed to kill all of them too?"

Erik said in shock.

"Heh~"

After collecting those hearts, Michael turned to Erik and crouched before him—his finger touched his chest.

"You've got a strong, powerful heart. It's beating like ba-dump… ba-dump… ba-dump… with a strong rhythm of fear."

In that moment, he pushed his hand through the strong chest of Erik and pulled out the heart with a strong yank.

Erik dropped to the ground—dead.

'Do you mind if I kill him?'

Kiernan asked as he looked at Satan-possessed Michael, and at that moment, Bael just laughed inside his mind.

'Haha, I couldn't care less. Kill that bastard. I don't fucking care. Make him suffer too, hahahahahahaha!'

'No love for fellow demons, huh?'

Kiernan thought.

In that moment, Michael also turned to look at him with the beating heart in his hand, but then, his expression changed.

The eyes closed, and when they opened again, they felt unrecognizable, as they didn't look as evil now.

Those were the eyes of a human.

"We did it, Kiernan!"

The real Michael said with a smile.

He got his body back from Satan.

'Hmm…'

Kiernan put his hands inside his pockets and saw Samuel and Isaac also walk over with smiles on their faces.

"You guys are so amazing. You did it. It's just the four of us left!"

Samuel said with a smile.

"Whew."

Isaac also looked like he let out a big sigh of relief, but it looked very ingenuine, and Samuel was also forcing a smile.

They saw that Kiernan and Machary didn't look injured at all as they destroyed all of their opponents.

Thus.

If they attacked him, they would most likely die.

'We need to get these two to fight each other. It is the only way to survive.'

Samuel thought with a frown.

Isaac was also running ideas in his mind, and he was also being wary of Samuel—he couldn't trust anybody.