Chapter 570 The Punching Game
''Amour!'' King Arawn's crisp voice reverberated across the air. The nearby pedestrians turned around, watched the tall man with curious expressions. They wondered why he wore animal fur as clothing, and why he held a one-handed axe over his right shoulder.
''Sigh, what?'' Amour's window shopping was interrupted by Arawn's loud voice. He turned to see Arawn standing beside a roadside stall. They were currently near the Arena, which had a lot of different roadside stalls filled with food, and different amusements.
Arawn stood beside a roadside stall that had a punching game. There was a punching bag with a row of numbers on top. Next to it was a leaderboard. The top ranked reached a punching power of 7986.
After punching the bag, it would calculate the punching power. An average human would have around 500, a stronger human around 1000. Thus, the current top ranked had the punching power worth of seven very strong humans.
Lord Amour's interest was piqued as he walked to the punching machine. The roadside stall owner gulped as two players faced each other. While locking gazes, it looked like there was an invisible war happening.
''Hmm, this looks fun!'' Xerxus and Kalzer walked towards them, looking interested as well.
Isaac stood in the middle of Luna, and Noelle as they watched the collection of different jewelry. However, after hearing the commotion, Isaac turned around and saw the punching machine. His eyes shone.
''Excuse me. Buy whatever, I will pay.'' Isaac quickly excused himself as he ran to the punching machine.
''Tsk, boys.'' Luna, and Noelle clicked their tongues at the same time. They couldn't see the appeal in punching some kind of bag. However, for the boys, it was a perfect chance to see who had the strongest physical prowess.
Shortly afterward, Darth also walked to the punching machine alongside Jonathan, and Diana.
''Who is going first?'' The owner asked after receiving the payment from everyone. The players were now sharing glances and having an invisible battle.
''Let's see...'' Amour rubbed his chin, and raised his hand, ''Alphapetical order?''
''Fine by me.'' Arawn nodded along with everyone else.
''In-game name or real?'' Isaac had to ask.
''In-game.'' Amour said, receiving nods from everyone.
''Then, the order is this: Amour, Arawn, Darth, Diana, Jonathan, Kalzer, Wraith, and Xerxus.''
They all nodded, and everyone stood on the sidelines as Amour stopped before the punching bag. Crack, crack, after cracking his knuckles, he slowly reeled in his right fist. The atmosphere turned tense as a shallow glow resonated within his fist.
Then, he rotated his waist, and shoulder at the same time while pulling his fist even further back. After that, the veins protruded from the bulging muscles as he speared his fist forward.
THWACK!
The punching bag rocked back and forth after the punch landed. At the same time, the number adorning the top started shuffling with intense speed.
Quickly, the score went above 1000, and 2000. The numbers were blurry as they moved incredibly quickly. After ten seconds of waiting, the number started slowing down. Everyone held their breath as the score slowly stopped.
The owner of the stall watched the number with bulging eyes.
[1. Lord Amour - Score: 10145]
''Wohoo!'' Amour laughed joyfully as he flexed his muscles.
Clap, clap.
The nearby Inhumans smacked their hands together and filled the air with claps. Most of them had tried the machine, and didn't even get past 1000.
''Tsk, decent.'' King Arawn clicked his tongue but had to nod in approval.
The owner of the stall pulled out an stuffed animal from the counter, and handed it over to Amour with shaky hands, ''T-T-This is yours.''
''Oh, thanks.'' Amour accepted it, and put it inside inventory, thinking, 'One of our servants had an baby... hmm, might as well give the stuffed animal to her.'
''My turn!'' King Arawn stomped over to the machine, flexing his muscles. The Inhumans, and everyone watching turned silent.
''Haaaahh....'' King Arawn raised his fist over his right shoulder. The wind blew strongly, even making the punching bag move back, and forth slightly. Then, he kicked the ground with his left leg, and smashed his fist on the punching bag.
THWACK!!
This time, the bag moved back and forth with terrifying momentum. The owner of the stall looked afraid, thinking that he might have broken it!
However, it worked well as the blurry number rose rapidly.
Everyone waited with steady breaths.
After another ten seconds of waiting, the number slowly stopped.
They turned to the number, and another shock awaited them.
[1. King Arawn - Score: 11005]
[2. Lord Amour - Score: 10145]
''Hahahaha!'' King Arawn's mocking laughter reached Amour's irritated ears.
''Tsk, whatever.'' Lord Amour spat on the ground with an annoyed expression, 'My strength doesn't lie in my physical strength... and, I didn't use my 'Power' while punching.'
Clap, clap!
This time, the Inhumans clapped even louder. They looked to be truly excited.
However, then Darth stepped onto the stage with a slightly paler face. To think that two monsters were before him. Now, there was a big chance of embarrassing himself because, most likely, he wouldn't reach even near their scores!
Raising his fist, he gathered all the Strength Stat into his fist. A spark of his aura gathered at the frontline of his fist. And then lastly, he moved his entire body as he sent his fist flying.
Thwack!
The punch looked solid, and even the punching bag rocked back and forth. However, everyone knew that it was miles away from Amour's, and Arawn's strength.
The strength rose rapidly until it started slowly slowing down.
Shortly later, the number appeared.
[4. Darth - Score: 7804]
Clap, clap.
The Inhumans still clapped as it was still an incredibly impressive amount.
''Good job.'' Amour patted Darth's shoulder as he walked past him.
''Thanks...'' Darth replied quietly, as he hid his bloody hand. He put all his effort into that punch, and his hand broke.
''Now, my turn!'' Diana's charming smile attracted attention as she walked next to the punching bag. Everyone wondered whether she would be able to go even above 5000 with her slender arms.
However, soon their sense of reality broke as Diana reeled in her fist, and punched with all her might. At the onlookers, while swinging her fist, she looked like an War Goddess.
THWACK!
The bag heavily rocked back and forth. The number rose for ten seconds before stopping.
Diana smiled, and moved the hair strands over her left ear, ''Nice.''
[3. Queen Diana - Score: 9999]