Becoming God of a Dystopian World

"You don't need to know."

Tang Chan was the first to answer as he rushed at Zhao Luo once again.

Not only was the plane of his fist technique, the same as Zhao Luo's but his movement were similar too, that is, the movement technique Tang Chan was using was a simplified version of First Walk's beginner stage.

'Wait, his name is tang too.'

Zhao Luo mumbled as he remembered the moment when the elder had announced the disciple's name.

Zhao Luo looked at Tang Chan while blocking his attacks.

'Tang Chan, a level nine ∆ disciple, using the same fist technique as me.'

"Are you somehow related to old man Tang?"

Zhao Luo questioned whilst he blocked Tang Chan's rapid offense with his fists that completely countered every move of Tang Chan similar manner.

Listening to Zhao Luo's question, Tang Chan's eyes widened but this change only lasted for a second.

"Explosive Fists."

From Zhao Luo's left and right, Tang Chan's fists came raining down on Zhao Luo.

"Guess, I hit the mark."

Zhao Luo smirked as he also pulled back both of his arms and tightened his fists before launching them like bullets at Tang Chan.

"Boom."

"Boom."

Zhao Luo's fists were like an arrow as they smashed into Tang Chan's fist.

Tang Chan jumped backward as his hands throbbed and his arms trembled.

A force that was destroying his arm from the inside was thrashing his bones and his blood vessels.

This caused Tang Chan's arms to swell.

Tang Chan pulled back his fists and then lowered his body, as he launched his fists towards the stage.

Just before the fist came in contact with the stage's floor, he completely diminished his strength as there was already another force trapped inside his arm while damaging it.

'Bang!'

Tang Chan's fist touched the stage and a blasting sound resounded out.

"Was that the calming fist?"

Zhao Luo questioned Tang Chan who was getting up.

Tang Chan gave Zhao Luo a heavy look while his swollen arms were turning back to normal.

"So used the calming fist to eradicate the explosive power of my bullet fist..."

Zhao Luo was excited as this was the first time he was fighting someone like his clone that was in his dark space.

"But what about the destruction of the calming force of the bullet fist that is still residing in your arms?"

Zhao Luo questioned as Tang Chan's arms started swelling again.

"How did you master the bullet fist?"

Only one question escaped Tang Chan's mouth as he pulled back his fist and brought them forward to strike his left fist with his right one.

'Boom.'

The sound of his knuckles coming together sounded out like a big rumble again.

"Interesting."

Zhao Luo said as Tang Chan had nullified the Bullet's fist power but it wasn't like there was no damage done to his arms.

Blood dripped from the fingertips of Tang Chan's hands as he stared at Zhao Luo, while still waiting for the answer to his question.

"I will ask again."

"How did you master the bullet fist?"

Tang Chan asked Zhao Luo in a cold voice.

"I will show you how since I already know that you are related to Senio Tang Zi."

Zhao Luo said to Tang Chan as he lowered his body and pulled his fists back.

"Huff."

Zhao Luo sucked in the air around him till his lungs couldn't take in anymore and then he started throwing his fist in the direction of Tang Chan.

"Explosive Fist."

'Bom.'

"Calming Fist."

'...'

"Bullet Fist."

"Boom."

The space around Zhao Luo's fists shook as he showed his perfection in Senior Tang Zi's Bullet Fist Technique.

"How?"

Tang Chan fell to his knees as three gusts of wind struck him, one after another.

"So this is where my technique ended up."

Tang Chan blurted out while looking at Zhao Luo.

He got up and walked towards Zhao Luo with slow steps.

Zhao Luo noticed the calm look in Tang Chan's eyes and didn't guard against Tang Chan's advance.

The moment Zhao Luo watched Tang Chan get close to him, he was shocked by the expression on the face of this adversary.

'Why is he smiling?'

Zhao Luo wondered as he looked at Tang Chan who was bringing his mouth close to Zhao Luo's left ear.

"Have you mastered the Fist of Yin and Yang too?"

A cold voice entered Zhao Luo's ear.

'I am sure of it now. He is indeed related to Senior Tang Zi.'

Zhao Luo didn't know how or what Tang Chan's relation to Tang Zi was but it looked like the situation has changed.

'He won't be an enemy.'

Zhao Luo decided and answered Tang Chan's question.

"Yes, I have mastered the Bullet Fist of Yin and Yang."

Zhao Luo replied with a confident voice as he closed his eyes.

'Tap.'

Tang Chan patted Zhao Luo's shoulder and opened his mouth.

"Good boy. Then let me tell you something too."

Tang Chan whispered in Zhao Luo's ear again.

'Why is he talking like an old man?'

Zhao Luo wondered as he was ready to listen to what this Tang Chan had to say.

"I am..."

Tang Chan mumbled slowly.

"...Tang Zi."

Zhao Luo's eyes widened as he heard what Tang Chan had said and suddenly he pushed Tang Chan back.

"You think you can fool me?"

Zhao Luo questioned Tang Chan as he couldn't believe what Tang Chan was spouting out.

"It's up to you if you want to believe it or not."

Tang Chan said as he raised his hands and rushed at Zhao Luo.

"Bullet Fist."

Tang Chan shouted as he suddenly threw a fist at Zhao Luo's chest but Zhao Luo was already prepared to counter any attack that Tang Chan would throw at him.

"Bullet Fist."

Zhao Luo matched Tang Chan's fist with his own and both were pushed back.

'What?'

Zhao Luo was alarmed.

'Even though his fist is bleeding he matched my bullet fist perfectly.'

"How can an old man look like a young man in his twenties?"

Zhao Luo questioned Tang Chan as he started getting suspicious.