Kazuma stared at the man lying beneath him with a calm expression, his breath heavy after the brutal clash with the bespectacled man. He thought the battle was over.
However, before he could catch his breath, two muscular twins suddenly emerged from the rooftop entrance of the school. They looked fierce, each standing 183 cm tall, their bodies perfectly sculpted with muscles, showcasing fighting experience that could not be underestimated; they wore school uniforms.
"Don't think this is over," one of them said, his voice low and full of anger.
Kazuma only had time to slightly turn his head before they attacked with frightening speed. They were Muay Thai experts, a martial art that focuses on using elbows, knees, kicks, and brutal punches.
One of the twins launched a "Te Chiang," a straight kick from Muay Thai aiming directly at Kazuma's chest, while his brother quickly followed with a knee strike towards his ribs. Their attacks were so synchronized, as if they had trained for years as one entity.
On the other side, Kazuma's henchmen, who had been watching, stood aghast at the fight.
From their perspective, this was not just a fight; it was an uncontrolled brutal massacre. The two twin men moved with perfect synchronization, every movement measured and calculated.
They used the "Khao Yai" technique, a knee strike accompanied by an elbow strike from the opposite side, a classic deadly Muay Thai combination.
Despite their horrific strength and speed, Kazuma was unwavering. His monster-like body absorbed all the attacks without showing any signs of weakness. Though injured, he remained standing firm, seemingly unaffected.
"How is he still standing?" thought the onlooker, unable to believe what he was seeing.
One of the twins continued his onslaught, using a "Te Tat," a spinning kick aiming for Kazuma's head. Kazuma ducked slightly late, the kick grazing his hair, leaving a red mark on his temple.
However, that wasn't enough to stop the beast within him. Kazuma suddenly moved with stunning brutality, disregarding technique, disregarding honor. He lunged forward, grabbing one of the twins with a powerful hand and slamming him to the ground like a wild animal.
"You don't need martial arts... if your body is strong enough!" Kazuma growled, brutally stomping on the man's chest. The twin groaned in pain, but his brother quickly retaliated, charging with a knee towards Kazuma's face.
Kazuma crudely blocked with his forearm, stopping the incoming knee. The sound of a bone cracking echoed, either from the twin's knee or from Kazuma's arm. Yes, Kazuma's arm was broken, yet he showed no sign of pain. Instead, he seemed enraged.
He resorted to dirty tactics. In an instant, Kazuma grabbed his opponent's knee and pushed hard, causing the twin to fall into a vulnerable position. There was no pause. Kazuma drove his large fist into his face, without a hint of hesitation. Blood spurted, painting the floor with a horrifying red.
"Muay Thai? Are you fighters or dancers?" Kazuma taunted, clutching the back of one twin's neck and slamming his face into Kazuma's knee with a brutal motion almost like a reverse headbutt.
Despite receiving repeated blows, the twin men did not give up. They rose again, though bloodied. They coordinated once more, using the "Khao Loy" technique, a flying knee aimed at Kazuma's stomach, accompanied by a "Te Sok," a swift elbow strike to his neck.
Kazuma staggered for the first time, but quickly steadied himself. Although the twins were martial arts experts, their flawless cooperation and technique were futile against the monster-like body of Kazuma.
They struggled desperately, using every technique they knew—repeated knee strikes, spinning kicks, hard punches—but it all seemed insufficient to bring him down.
Elsewhere
"This... isn't a fight. It's something more brutal. Kazuma... he isn't using any technique. He's just leveraging his monstrous body. They don't stand a chance..."
Kazuma's henchman, watching the battle, could not contain his fear. Every attack that Kazuma received only seemed to make him more ferocious.
No martial art remained here. There was only Kazuma's boundless brutality, using his body.
Kazuma leapt into the air, charging brutally at one fallen twin, bringing his full weight down upon the man. As Kazuma's body crashed into him, the sound of breaking bones was heard. The twin brother groaned in pain, but Kazuma didn't stop. He grabbed the man's face and smashed it into the ground repeatedly, until blood poured profusely.
The other one tried to attack from behind with a knee strike, but Kazuma grabbed his leg in the air and slammed him to the ground. Then Kazuma punched him brutally; there was no mercy in his eyes.
The man collapsed on the floor, his body trembling in fear. In front of them, Kazuma stood, his body drenched in blood—his own and that of his enemies. He was like a monster that had just risen from hell, his eyes cold and emotionless.
In the terrifying silence, only Kazuma's heavy breathing and the faint groans of the two dying men could be heard.