In his late years, the old man casually said "Onii-chan," which would surely send shivers down the spine of anyone who heard it.
But Bomb, the Master of Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist, remained composed. "Bang, long time no see. Come in and have some tea."
When brothers meet, there was no need for too much formality.
Bomb gestured for him to come in.
Bang readily agreed.
They entered the dojo.
Charanko quickly served tea to the two martial arts masters.
Bomb glanced at Charanko, who didn't seem too bright, and asked, "Is he your disciple?"
"Yeah."
Bang nodded.
Not minding Charanko's presence, Bomb sighed, "It's a pity he's not talented for martial arts."
Upon hearing this, Charanko's eyes dimmed momentarily.
"The more talented one is, the more trouble it can cause. Being moderate is enough."
Bomb's expression remained unchanged.
There was a moment of silence in the atmosphere.
Suddenly, Bang's phone rang.
"Oh? This is rare."
With no outsiders present, Bang answered the call with a smile.
One hour later.
The number of people drinking tea in the dojo increased from two to four.
Child Emperor, in his childish voice, introduced Bang, "Gramps, this is the Jon Joestar I mentioned to you on the phone."
Jon stood up, "Mr. Bang, nice to meet you."
"Hello, hello." Bang's face was full of kindness, no different from an ordinary elderly person. "Don't be so reserved. Treat this place as your own home."
After a pause, he also introduced Jon and Child Emperor to Bomb, "By the way, this is my brother, Bomb."
Bomb, the Master of Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist!
Jon's eyes lit up.
If Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist was a defensive martial arts style, then 'Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist' was completely opposite, a thoroughly offensive martial arts style!
To be honest, he preferred relentless attacks over defense.
Ora Ora would do the job!
As Jon sized up Bomb, Bomb also calmly assessed Jon.
Strong upper body, stable lower body, and an intense aura.
He was truly a martial arts genius among millions!
Licking his lips, the old man couldn't help but say, "Ahem, young man, interested in learning to cook with me... no, learning martial arts with me?"
Interested? Of course!
Jon almost couldn't hold back.
But when the words were about to come out, he calmed down, "I came to challenge, not to seek apprenticeship."
Huh? To challenge!
Bang blinked and burst into laughter, "You really know how to joke. As you can see, my dojo has been abandoned for many years, and the only one who can fight is n myself."
Just then, Charanko suddenly rushed in, his expression excited, "No, there's still me!"
Jon furrowed his brows.
Picking up the teacup, he dipped his finger into it.
Overdrive!
Using the power of Ripples, the water droplets that popped out turned directly into bullets, hitting the ground beside Charanko accurately.
Bang and Bomb's pupils contracted.
What profound internal energy!
"Huh? Jon, is that how you defeat the giant?" Child Emperor held up his phone-like detector with eyes full of curiosity. "What a strange ability."
"You..."
Charanko stuttered and couldn't finish his sentence.
Jon looked at Bang.
"Hehe, so you're the mysterious hero who solved the crisis in City B. I was mistaken." Bang stood up and took off his coat.
"In that case, let's exchange a few moves."
Even a clay statue has some fire.
When a disciple was threatened, the master could not remain indifferent.
Jon clasped his hands. "Please."
Bang thought it was just a joke, but it turned out that Jon really came to challenge him.
Bomb and Child Emperor also stopped drinking tea, watching the two intently.
Adjusting his breath, Jon's body emitted golden arcs of electricity. "Mr. Bang, I won't hold back."
"Mm."
Bang's momentum sank.
Suddenly, Jon's figure disappeared! Not a Stand ability, but real ultimate speed.
Bang's response was extremely seasoned.
He didn't act recklessly but judged Jon's position based on the airflow.
"Ora!"
Flashing behind Bang, Jon didn't hesitate to throw a punch.
Swish!
The old man's hands adopted a stance that resembled two agile pythons.
Jon clearly landed a hit on the opponent, but the force was completely neutralized.
He couldn't help but feel pleased upon learning this.
He came to the right place this time!
"Hah!"
He must be prepared as he was the challenger.
Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist itself is a technique that used the opponent's power and redirected it at them. Bang struck back with a fierce thrust, his fingertips like swords.
Jon didn't dare to be careless. "Color of Arms Haki-enhanced Tekkai!"
Boom! Bang's finger went numb.
Wow, this young man had some skills. He could create a big hole on a rock with that move earlier, after all.
And now...
"Ora ora ora ora!"
Jon punched relentlessly.
Bang frowned slightly.
As one ages, the body weakens, it was common sense.
Continuing the fight would be very disadvantageous for him.
He must find an opportunity to end it with one strike!
Child Emperor was excitedly shouting, but Bomb remained silent with his arms crossed.
His judgment was correct. This kid was truly a martial arts genius among millions, although his hand-to-hand combat skills were a bit rough.
Judging from the way he was throwing punches, it was simply outrageous!
If Jon heard Bomb's thoughts, he would surely retort: Why is our Jon family's fighting style seen as outrageous? This is called using strength to overcome skill. Don't you understand the value of barrage of punches knocking out a master?
In the arena, the battle continued.
After dozens of rounds, Jon gained a deeper understanding of 'Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist' and even managed to incorporate some abilities from Rokushiki into the technique.
Seeing that the time was ripe, he changed his movements.
Color of Arms Haki and Overdrive-enhanced Kami-e and Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist!
With a stack of buffs, his combat power skyrocketed out of thin air.
Recognizing Jon's martial art style, Bang widened his eyes as if seeing a ghost.
"It can't be!"
At the same time, Bomb and Charanko exclaimed in surprise.
"What's wrong?"
Child Emperor was puzzled.
It happened so quickly!
Jon, with all his buffs, made his move.
This time, instead of a barrage of punches, it was a smooth and flowing technique.
Bang looked bewildered.
Somehow, a figure flashed through his mind.
Before he could come back to his senses, Jon's fist was less than an inch away from his nose.
"I lost."
The old man sighed deeply, his face showing a sense of defeat.
Jon remained silent for a few seconds, then withdrew his fist and respectfully bowed.
"Thank you, Master."
Although the martial arts were inherited from the Stand system, Bang had indeed helped him improve many of the shortcomings in detail, and he must be grateful for that.
That was why he called him Master.
Bang was stunned for a moment, shaking his head with a wry smile.
Stealing your skills and using them openly, even acknowledging the Master voluntarily after the fight.
What else was there to say?
You just had to smile and swallow your pride.