Towards the Unbeatable

Act 40: Satisfaction

BUAGHS!

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A strong blow came to attack Hendrik suddenly, even though his attack had not landed on Brock's body at all. He was thrown backwards but managed to land by avoiding his body twisting.

"..."

The thump felt like a heavy iron had struck both of his wrists, he felt not okay. Fortunately he used a defense technique that he created himself, he had used this technique since before fighting with Brock.

The technique he uses is not an arbitrary technique, he perfected his survival ability for years, seen from the outside he does not seem to use any technique, he did not use any technique, but in fact there is a very thin defense shield that can not be seen with ordinary eyes. Hendrik knew that he could not only rely on his physical strength, but also his magical abilities. The defense technique he created was named ""All Defense"", with that ability he was able to withstand physical strength and magic with a total on condition that the power he received did not exceed 50% of his own strength. Yes, this is the technique created by Hendrik.

"uh? You're not hurt?"

The young man began to re-enforce his body.

"I told you, right? You don't have to hold yourself back anymore Brock" Hendrik said as if to lure Brock into using all his power. Hendrik realized if he did not lure his best friend, he would not have a chance to win, even now he was pressed with the power of the big man.

"Well if you want to, I take this as your last wish, I hope you don't regret it" Brock's belittling smile slowly dissipated, now he put on a serious expression, and now he will not hold back any more.

THE DUAR!

A huge burst of energy blew away all the dust in the huge arena, and slowly the surface of the ground they were exposed to could not withstand so much energy that had been radiated from Brock. Slowly the soil began to crack little by little, until finally the surface of the soil began to be irregular.

Hendrik saw a large man surrounded by a red energy light, his flame really brought a new atmosphere as if there was nothing holding him back. Maybe it's time he went berserk.

Mixed feelings began to oscillate in Hendrik, besides he did not see the possibility of winning, running was useless.

"Maybe I only have 30 minutes to defend, even if I use all my strength. Worst case scenario I can't last more than 10 minutes."

"Oh, is that how you survive? your defense is paper-thin to me."

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"Can she see it?!" He was convinced that it was because Brock had used all his strength.

Again the surprise attack and Brock's speed could not be followed and was even much faster than before. Inevitably Hendrik could only cross his hands to withstand Brock's powerful hand attack.

The pain began to be felt on both of his hands again Brock's attack invited a fierce physical aura, creating a strong wind. Hendrik could only feel his defensive power starting to fade and so did his hopes of stopping Hendrik.

THE DUAR!

There was a puff of smoke enveloping the entire arena, slowly but surely two young men were standing, Hendrik did not move even a little from his place leaving the fact that he should have bounced away because of Brock's strong attack.

Now all over Hendrik's body appeared a red aura that slowly appeared, it is uncertain whether He had other techniques but the worst fact Brock added to his attack power, which was not clear if he had any other technique, the explosion happened again and now Hendrik was really thrown to the side of the fighting arena which was cracked because of the blow.

But what Brock saw was a young man glued to the side of a cracked wall with a satisfied smile who wanted more.