"Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist!!!"
Yami took on the same stance as Bomb, mirroring him perfectly.
But his punch was even sharper, slicing toward Bomb's body like a blade.
The speed was blinding—too fast for the eye to follow.
"This is bad!!!"
Bomb's face froze in shock. His feet moved swiftly, trying to evade the strike.
But in the blink of an eye, Yami's attack was already upon him, poised to hit.
"Big brother, I'll help you!"
A voice rang out, followed by the rushing sound of a stream.
Seeing the danger, Bang forcefully stepped into the battle, swiftly using his Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist to intercept Yami's palm strike, diverting its path.
However, the force of the whirlwind still left a shallow cut on Bang's cheek.
The stinging pain caused Bang to frown.
Only by facing him directly could one understand the terrifying power of this man.
"Brother Yami, you're truly frightening!"
"Not only did you master my Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, but you also picked up my elder brother's Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist. You really are a true martial arts genius!"
"Big brother, now's not the time for admiration. We need to join forces!"
Bang's serious tone snapped Bomb out of his daze.
His earlier stubbornness melted away as he grasped the severity of the situation. His expression returned to one of calm focus.
"You're right, Bang!"
"It's been a long time since we fought together. Let's show this young man our true strength today!"
"Of course, brother!"
With renewed fighting spirit, the two brothers stood side by side. Each took up a distinct stance, staring intently at Yami.
Seeing this, Yami flashed a confident smile.
"Now that's more like it!"
"Let's see what you brothers are really capable of!"
Yami stood calmly with his arms down, showing no signs of preparing for defense.
"HAA!!"
With a shout, Bang and Bomb moved simultaneously, launching themselves at Yami from opposite sides with incredible speed.
The ground cracked under their feet, and the air roared as they charged, signaling the intensity of the impending clash.
"Bring it on!" Yami's grin widened.
Remaining in place, he raised his right hand and lifted his left leg, precisely blocking the brothers' first round of attacks.
"Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist!"
"Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist!"
The styles of both martial arts masters crashed down on Yami like a relentless storm.
The flurry of punches was so dense and powerful, it became difficult for Yami to keep up, without using his observation haki.
He was forced to retreat, barely holding off the onslaught.
Bang and Bomb, sensing an opportunity, pressed their advantage.
In combat, they knew one thing: strike hard and fast, because if the momentum is lost, the battle becomes much harder.
There was already a gap in raw power. If they didn't overpower Yami quickly, they knew they would be the ones in trouble once Yami fully unleashed his strength.
The two veteran martial artists, battle-hardened and wise, poured everything into their attack. Their combined aura was so intense it seemed almost tangible.
"What incredible power! It's amazing how far you've pushed your bodies with just human strength!" Yami marveled.
"But this is exactly the kind of challenge I've been waiting for!"
Driven to the edge of the battlefield, Yami's eyes flashed with glint.
He slammed his right foot into the ground, using the recoil to channel energy into his fist, which shot out like a cannon toward the faces of Bang and Bomb.
"Take this!!!"
At that moment, Yami abandoned defense entirely.
He didn't even use his armament haki, instead relying solely on his raw physical power to face the brothers head-on.
The thrill of fist-to-fist combat was exhilarating!
Boom!!!
The sound of impact was sharp and bone-rattling.
Yami wasn't sure how many punches he had taken, but even his highly conditioned body felt the sting of their blows.
On the other hand, Bang and Bomb fared no better.
The sheer force of Yami's strike hit them squarely, sending them flying.
Even though Bang had managed to deflect some of the force, it wasn't enough. His breath caught in his throat, and his cheek burned from the hit.
For a brief moment, the three combatants stood apart, the whirlwind of their movements ceasing.
Yami's coat had been torn to shreds, leaving him looking like a ragged beggar.
But instead of showing pain, his eyes only gleamed brighter.
"That was awesome! It's been too long since I've had a fight like this!" Yami exclaimed.
"Bang, Bomb—you didn't disappoint me."
"The two of you together are a formidable team. Against most opponents, you'd be unbeatable. Your coordination is incredible."
"But I've figured out your attack patterns now, so you better watch out next time!"
Yami's warning was met with silence.
The saying goes, "In boxing, youth wins over experience." And in this case, it held true.
Despite Bang and Bomb still being physically strong for their age, they couldn't match Yami's sheer might.
The fact that they could still stand after taking those hits was impressive in itself.
"Let's keep going!" Yami charged forward this time.
His ferocious assault enveloped the brothers like a massive net.
In one hand, he used the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, and in the other, the Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist.
The two very different martial styles flowed together seamlessly, blending into a perfect rhythm.
Bang and Bomb, struggling to defend themselves, found themselves rapidly losing ground.
What made it worse was the bitter irony—they were being overwhelmed by techniques they had created themselves.