Not a member of Pastebin yet?
Sign Up,
it unlocks many cool features!
- Somehow, Kazuya's focus laser-guided onto Fourze.
- "YOU! INTERN!" he shouted. "End your transformation now, and I won't end your life!"
- "With all respect, Mr. Mishima, I think it's time to quit."
- Kazuya crossed the gap between them in an instant, leaving Chuuya to fight the demon himself. By the time he'd gotten in arm's reach of them, he was no longer Gentaro's boss. He was another devil, winged and horned and purply like the rest of them. Hale dumped the people he was carrying aside like garbage. Fourze winced.
- "Allow me, kid."
- Hale stepped forward and struck Kazuya across the forehead with a karate chop. Forward again into an axe kick, forward again into a palm thrust and a roundhouse kick, again into a straight punch... it was so fast and efficient that Fourze struggled to keep up with it. This wasn't like Hale at all!
- Even Kazuya had to jump back, cautious. "So, you know a little martial arts."
- "I am a master of every form of martial arts that has ever existed," Hale said. "I don't use it on purpose, because martial arts was invented by babies and little girls that need 'techniques' and 'strategies' to beat someone stronger than they are. I only showed it to you to mock you and all your stupid kung-fu corpos. That technique was the legendary 14-Point Sacred Fist Technique, the highest secret skill of the Gokushi-do Shaolin School. I am the only one to have successfully completed it, and now I'm never gonna use it again, just because I don't have to. You do."
Advertisement
Add Comment
Please, Sign In to add comment