1213 Attainment 1 (1/2)

Wham!!

The blond man crossed his arms over his chest to defend but Garen was just too fast. Before he could react or even bulge his muscles, Garen was already in front of him striking him with his palms.

”This speed!!?” His pupils shrunk. Bam bam bam bam!!!

The surrounding soldiers opened fire but hit a blank. Bullets shot at where Garen originally stood, but it all hit a blank spot and fell on to the ground. Some of them ricocheted, hitting the soldiers, clanging as it echoed metal sounds. It was obvious that the soldiers were wearing bulletproof armors made from steel, metal plates.

The shop was in total chaos with bullets ricocheting everywhere. People were screaming as they crouched down with their heads in their hands, some cried out loud from fear.

Garen and the blond man exchanged blows at close combat. Like a phantom apparition, their four arms rammed against each other as they fought, giving out loud, crashing sounds.

The ramming sounds were like dull thunders, detonating at every strike. Each time their arms interlocked, the blond man's face would pale a shade further and sounds of bones fracturing could be heard faintly from his arms.

He retreated in succession out of the shop.

Kaboom!

With a loud crash, the blond man was blown up into mid-air, smashing into a bronze statue in the town square and causing the scatter of white debris as he fell to the ground.

”It's been a while since I met an expert who can face me off.” Garen relaxed his arm and walked out of the shop, watching the blond man struggling to get up. His current physical fitness was more than a monster. It was hard to imagine that there would be someone who could hold up a fight with him without collapsing in an instance.

”You!...” The blond man's face was full of disbelief. He tried to get up using his arms as support, but they were badly contorted to the point of not being able to support his body.

Seeing the soldiers crumbling down in the shop in a blink of an eye, the man felt chills. He could not believe that this current state was real.

As Military Flag, he was the second strongest in the Black Federation yet he could not survive for more than half a minute with this man. It was only over ten moves when those specially enhanced, high-intensity arms fractured his bones.

If one were to tell him a day before that someone in this world would be able to face him off and defeat him in half a minute with brute body techniques, he would have thought that the person was joking.

And now, he had to believe it as the truth was laid before his eyes.

”Everyone... underestimated you...” Military Flag spurted blood. His skeletal bones seemed to have fallen apart as he could not even get up.

Garen strolled out of the shop, leaving behind him a sea of corpses with their blood flowing like a river.

Miraculously, only a few customers in the shop suffered paper-cut wounds from the stray bullets while the rest were unharmed.

Seeing Military Flag, the blond man lying on the ground, and the soldiers in their outfits, he could guess who this party was. Vulture's intelligence has detailed records on the Black Federation.

He walked towards Military Flag.

Bam!!

Suddenly, a bullet fired at his foot. It was half a meter distance of the step he was going to take but for some reason, Garen shortened the length of this particular step by three quarters, as though he coordinated with the sniper which evidently enabled him to avoid being shot.

White smoke and debris emitted from the pit on the ground struck by the bullet.

Garen's placed his right foot gently on the ground. The tip of his foot flipped up and a stone took flight, gliding into the air before him.

He flicked his right index finger.

Swoosh!

The stone shot through the sky, making a screeching, sharp howl.

A faint sound of a stone hitting on metal and a person shouting in pain came from afar.

Military Flag stared at Garen as though he had seen a ghost. This was way beyond any human limit. Just a stone to take care of a sniper hidden far away with such accuracy and strength was too skillful beyond the boundary.

Even Slayer couldn't do so!

The crowd on the streets now realized that what happened in the shop was not a film shooting but it was a real deal. Screams were everywhere as people ran for their lives, hiding in places which they thought would be safe though most were escaping as far as they could.

There were a few who were bold beyond death, hiding and recording the scene with their mobiles phones.

In mere minutes, the densely packed streets were emptied. Passing vehicles sped off for their lives and cars from afar detoured away.

The area where Garen and Military Flag occupied was now deserted. The surroundings were empty without a single person in sight.

Majority of the people in the shop took the opportunity to escape. At first, there was one who took flight courageously, and when the remaining people saw him leaving unscathed, they followed suit and rushed out of the shop. Cammy Ning and her two best friends were amongst the crowd and were being tugged and pulled by the escaping, scattered crowd.

While running for their lives, they turned back to look at the direction of Garen and Military Flag.

Cammy Ning and her friends felt their brains were still in a mush. They had yet to gather what was going on. How did a high school classmate become a killer and terrorist in a blink of an eye?

Recalling the fallen armed soldiers, Cammy Ning could not help but shiver.

”Just how many people did the Black Federation send?” Garen and Military Flag were just a meter apart when he questioned. Garen had jarred his opponent's bones out of its place to the point that he would not be able to move, thus he was not worried of any sudden counter-attacks.