Seconds after losing consciousness, Arm Number Ten sprang back, quickly leaping backward and spinning in the air, aiming a kick at Gobuck's face. The last attack from Gobuck was still taking effect, allowing him to easily block the kick.
In a swift exchange, Arm Number Ten pulled his leg back, punched Gobuck, and let his fist be grabbed, then swung to the left, landing a kick on Gobuck's knee, destabilizing him.
Without realizing it, Gobuck's fist hit Arm Number Ten's face. Being so close to Gobuck made it impossible to dodge, and he was thrown far away while Gobuck regained his balance. The attacks from Arm Number Ten were weaker compared to before. "What happened? Did those attacks really hurt you that much?"
"You're irritating me a lot, you brat," Arm Number Ten said, smoke billowing from his nose, mouth, and ears.
