Chapter 888 - 725: One Punch Man’s Way—I Killed Feng Mu

Chapter 888: Chapter 725: One Punch Man’s Way—I Killed Feng Mu

Moreover, these ocean waves are becoming more and more violent at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Initially, it might have been just waves stirred up in a lake, surging, but with wave crests only three to five meters high, they remained within control.

Gradually, the lake flowed into rivers, and the scale and power of the waves suddenly increased, raising furious surges over ten meters high, roaring and unstoppable.

Then, river meets ocean, and the boxing intent transforms into an overwhelming tsunami!

Furious gigantic waves tens of meters high, carrying a terrifying will to crush everything, wildly and endlessly poured down on Feng Mu with each punch!

Each punch seemed as if the entire ocean’s weight coalesced at one point!

With each punch, the air within a radius of several meters around Feng Mu shattered and twisted like fragile glass under unbearable pressure, making "crack" sounds repeatedly.

The ground beneath his feet was like being plowed repeatedly by a super typhoon, the turf completely lifted off, with soil and gravel sucked and spun by the terrifying punch impact, forming a mixed tornado that shot up to the sky over ten meters high.

Feng Mu stood at the eye of the storm and tsunami, his form still stable, but his robe was torn and fluttering loudly by the violent airflow.

In a daze, he seemed to truly see a terrifying giant standing tall against the sky, swinging a huge fist formed by the entire ocean, crashing down upon him again and again, endlessly.

Feng Mu raised his head, the pupils under his lenses flashed with an inexplicable brilliance.

"Basic Boxing’s... Limit-Breaking?

No, the system panel clearly shows that the skill level cap for Basic Boxing is ’Perfection’, there’s no ’Limit-Breaking’ option."

He quietly muttered with a hint of uncertainty,

"It’s a bit unexpected for me."

The depths of Feng Mu’s pupils under his lenses gently emerged with an evil, inhuman glow.

The phantom of three Hook Jade slowly rotated and surfaced in his eye, not to activate any kind of pupil technique, but instinctively wanting to "see" more clearly and thoroughly.

From Zhang Shenyi, he saw a Martial Arts future completely different from his own, one he had never envisioned before.

This was his most unexpected surprise today!

Feng Mu smiled so broadly it seemed his mouth would reach his ears, shouting loudly, his voice full of encouragement and... urging:

"Very good! Very good! Zhang Shenyi! You have not disappointed me!"

As he spoke, his blocking movements suddenly sped up a bit, the claw wind became sharper, colliding with the bloody fist shadows to create more intense sparks.

"But, to kill me, this is far from enough!"

His gaze became sharp, like the most demanding mentor:

"Your punches! Must be faster! Faster... Let me see if you can become faster! Let me see... where your limit truly lies!!"

Zhang Shenyi plunged into reckless madness, swinging his fists, his entire being seeming to synchronize completely with his fists, becoming increasingly violent, increasingly furious.

Each time Zhang Shenyi swung a fist, the fury in his heart did not release, but instead was fueled like adding kindling, burning more fiercely, more volatile.

As he swung his fists to stir up tsunami-like waves, the bloodshot veins in his eyes seemed to truly ignite, turning into molten lava.

The crimson light seemed ready to overflow from his eye sockets.

He kept swinging, angrily swinging, ever angrier swinging!

And his punch speed actually was as Feng Mu "expected," maintaining the initial terrifying acceleration, steadily and determinedly... speeding up.

"Sizzle——!"

The sweat hairs on his arms first couldn’t withstand it and spontaneously combusted.

The bulging veins throbbed vigorously under his skin, as if the fluid flowing within was no longer blood, but scorching, splattering magma.

A normal person’s punch speed has physiological limits, slowing down with exhaustion.

But Zhang Shenyi is not.

His punch speed was truly increasing at a stable, shocking rate, every punch slightly faster than the last, subtly but surely, it was accelerating.

And in this brief time of confrontation, how many punches had Zhang Shenyi already thrown?

A thousand punches? Two thousand punches? Or maybe already broke ten thousand?

Feng Mu had not counted, nor needed to.

He only knew that with his extraordinary Constitution of 43 points, under such high-frequency, high-intensity continuous blocking and dodging, his arms began to feel a growing soreness.

And Zhang Shenyi was still accelerating his punches!

His punch speed at this moment had already achieved over three times the initial start.

Honestly, setting aside all other abilities, purely comparing the speed of these linear impact punches, Zhang Shenyi had steadily surpassed Feng Mu, who wasn’t using any special skill enhancements.

And Feng Mu is a man with 43 agility.

How much Zhang Shenyi has, Feng Mu doesn’t know, but surely it’s not higher than his agility, otherwise the opponent could have saved He back then.

In a matter of seconds, each frame was filled with the surge of power, and his punch speed finally reached a limit.

This was not the endpoint of his punch speed, nor the limit of his boxing intent.

His punch speed has no limit, as long as the anger burns within him, as long as he can still swing his fists, his punches have no concept of a limit.

The next punch will always be faster than the last! Stronger! Wilder!

Not at all scientific, but this is Zhang Shenyi’s Martial Arts Boxing Intent with confidence to shatter all enemies.

That is—One Punch Man道!!!