Garp Punches Novels & Stories

asked Gerald rather casually after observing that middle-aged man’s attack. Thunderclap Punch was a constantly changing attack that was also the most powerful tactic in the Church of the Holy Star. With that said, Gerald honestly hadn’t anticipated that the person now before him could actually perform such a strong attack. “Humph! So even a b*stard like you recognizes the Thunderclap Punch! Regardless, how dare you disrespect Young Master Quartermain like that! Due to your actions, don’t blame me for vanquishing you!” snorted the middle-aged man as he narrowed his cold, murderous eyes.

Kicks and punches were directed relentlessly at Garrett. As much as possible, Garrett tried to stand his ground. He dodged and weaved as best he could, trying to counter when he could. Garrett caught the fist and held it with one hand while his other hand delivered a similar blow. Repeatedly, he landed on the attacker's stomach. Garrett struck blindly, ignoring the grunts that repeatedly came from the attacker's throat. The attacker growled. His head moved, hitting Garrett's head until the man groaned in pain.

Mike looked down. He then viciously punched the criminal in the face. He landed a second blow. A third one followed. When the third punch landed, a system notification popped up. [Punching: Inflicts 1 Damage to target HP] [Punching: Inflicts 2 Damage to target HP] [Punching: Inflicts 1 Damage to target HP] ….. [3 Effective Hits, Acquired Skill: Hand-to-Hand Combat (Basic)] [Name: Hand-to-hand Combat (Basic)]

�𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑝𝑒𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 30 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑠, 𝑂ℎ 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓. . People started to laugh and I didn't have the time to react from Carvie's sudden punch,with his continues punch

Alex’s POV “Ouch” Punch “Ouch” Punch “Ouchh” Punch “Fucking take it easy man!!” The thud of my gloves hitting against Levi’s sparing pads and skin echoed in my private gym. Well the sounds of his insistent whining also contributed. Sweat dripped down my back, dampening the collar of my shirt as I threw another hook, maybe harder than necessary. My fist connected brutally to Levi’s Jaw and he staggered back.

The burly man frowned slightly but quickly launched a punch. Boom! Their fists collided in midair, and the resulting shockwave reverberated with a thunderous sound! Eldon seized the opportunity and struck the opponent's left rib with his palm. He then felt as if he had slapped a steel plate and the impact left his hand numb. The opponent sneered disdainfully and immediately launched a counterattack. Boom! A punch struck Eldon squarely in the chest, the force piercing through his back, leaving a circular tear in his outer garment.

Gordon pushed himself up again, clearly angrier now. His glowing eyes locked onto mine with full focus. Then he roared and charged again—faster than before. Fine. I ran forward too. The distance between us closed fast. At the last second— I pivoted sharply to the side. His body rushed past me. I spun behind him and released a tight, focused wave of power directly into his back. THUD. Gordon stumbled forward hard. The crowd gasped again. He turned quickly— But I was already moving. This time I jumped, driving a controlled strike downward toward his shoulder.

Chasel elbowed him in the solar plexus, instantly disabling the guard. "I have now," Chasel teased. With the guard stunned, he turned and punched him in the face, instantly breaking his nose. Blood poured down his face. Chasel used his foot position to power his next move. It was an uppercut like the one he'd landed on the guest who tried to molest me at the club. I knew what that meant.

Something I had never seen from Gavin happened. His hand moved. The punch was fast and clean, the specific punch of someone who had never done it before but meant it completely, connecting with Marcus's jaw with a sound that was too loud for the quiet street. Marcus's head turned with it. A moment of stillness. Then Marcus turned back. And punched him back. Hard. Harder than the first. Gavin went down. One knee on the sidewalk, hand against the ground, the impact of it visible in his whole body.

*Slap* *Boom* A powerful sound erupted from the seemingly normal clap. It was a loud sound that shattered the nearby glass and threatened to shatter the eardrums of the young Aiden. But for some reason Aiden’s eyes remained steady, and his countenance was the same. And without seemingly showing any weakness, he burst out with great power, extending his retracted arms towards the female assassins with his fingers balled into gigantic fists. *Bang*