Cancels momentum V6p189

The boy had no doubts, no hesitation, no fear. He only had one trump card. He gripped
his right fist as hard as a rock.
A loud noise rang out.
The two fists collided with each other.

Blood flowed out of the boy’s fist.
But that wasn’t because of the strength of the stone golem, but because the boy had used
all his strength to hit the hard and rough surface of the rock. The cannon-like hit of the
stone golem had lost all its power the moment it had touched the boy’s fist. No, more
accurately, it was the moment when the boy’s fist had touched the transparent
membrane which surrounded the stone golem’s fist like a magnetic field.
The mountain-like force pressing down on Kazakiri instantly vanished.