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In the end, he simply snorted and withdrew his foot from the unlicensed rider.

"It's not even worth hunting for me."

After saying that, he ignored the three people groaning on the ground and turned to walk towards the group of people in vests who were watching from a distance.

"It's your turn..."

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The next day, at Z City Central Hospital.

The pristine white hospital room was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.

Tank Top Master, Chalanzi, and Mumen Rider lay side by side on the hospital bed, their bodies wrapped in bandages and in casts.

Tank Top Master lay on the bed, seemingly not angry despite being defeated by Garou; on the contrary, he was rather silent.

After a long pause, he slowly spoke, his voice tinged with seriousness: "It seems that Silver Fang has raised a monster..."

“I am so weak, no wonder my master expelled me from the sect…” Cha Lanzi looked dejected.

Of the three, only the unlicensed knight had his eyes open, silently staring at the ceiling.

He understood the gap between himself and a hungry wolf.

But what he hated even more was that, in the face of such evil deeds, his own sense of justice seemed so pale, unable to even buy others a moment's respite.

The atmosphere in the ward was gloomy and somber.

At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open.

"Hey, we've come to see you."

Saitama walked in carrying a bag of bananas, looking as if he were strolling in a park.

Genos and Lin Mo followed behind him.

"It's Lord Saitama...and Mr. King..."

When Tanktop Venerable saw the newcomer, especially when he saw "the strongest man on earth," his face burned with embarrassment.

He instinctively tried to sit up in bed as a sign of respect, but the pain from his injuries made him wince, and he could only awkwardly lean back against the pillow.

To reveal such a wretched side of himself in front of the strongest hero made him feel utterly ashamed.

"I heard you guys got a really bad beating from a guy called Hungry Wolf, so I came to check it out."

Saitama found a place to sit down and peeled a banana. "Is that guy really that strong?"

"Strong...stronger than a monster," the Tank Top Venerable said with lingering fear.

“My strength is completely useless in front of him, his martial arts... I can’t even understand how he makes his moves.”

Genos walked to the unlicensed rider's bedside, his electronic eyes scanning the man's injury report, and analyzed:

"According to preliminary reports, the fighting style used by Garou is a combination of the essence of multiple martial arts styles."

"He possesses exceptional learning and adaptability, capable of instantly identifying an opponent's weaknesses and delivering a fatal blow. He is an extremely dangerous martial arts genius."

Chapter 114 KING Style Secret Technique

"A genius...?"

Lin Mo, who had been silent all along, fixed his gaze on the hospital bed in the far corner.

Mumen Rider's injuries were the most severe among the three, with multiple fractures throughout his body, but he was neither as angry as Tanktop Master nor as withdrawn as Chalan.

Although his eyes were somewhat unfocused due to the pain, a flame still burned deep within them.

"I'm sorry..." The unlicensed rider noticed Lin Mo's gaze and lowered his head in shame.

"Knowing full well that he was weak, he still rushed forward... In the end, he couldn't help at all and only caused trouble for everyone."

"you're not wrong."

Lin Mo spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but it silenced the entire ward.

"Your actions were not foolish, but courageous."

He looked at Mumen Rider, a C-class hero who had no superpowers and whose physical abilities were not much better than those of ordinary people, and suddenly felt a sense of unprecedented emotion.

Lin Mo thought of Shui Long, a genius with exceptional martial arts talent who used martial arts as a tool for pleasure.

He then thought of Garou, the "human monster" with monstrous learning abilities.

Garou's talent even surpasses that of Suiryu; he can see through all moves and turn them into his own.

But he didn't even understand what he truly wanted to protect, and ultimately turned martial arts into a tool for hunting.

His martial arts path was filled with confusion.

They all possess talents that are difficult for ordinary people to match, but their "martial arts heart" has long since deviated from the right path.

Lin Mo's gaze returned to the unlicensed rider.

This man had no talent or skills, but he possessed the purest "heart of a warrior".

Every charge, every fall, every shout stemmed from his deepest belief in protecting others.

Isn't this the original and most fundamental pursuit of all martial arts?

A sudden realization, like an electric current, coursed through Lin Mo's entire body.

After mastering [Martial Arts - Ultimate], he not only possessed the martial arts memories and cultivation of an entire civilization, but also gained the ability to see through all "martial arts techniques" in the world.

He could unleash [Energy Blast] and [Intimidation] with a single thought, as if they were skills he was born with.

However, [Martial Arts - Ultimate] is different; it is based on real skills and insights.

If that's the case, why can't he organize these insights and then pass them on to those who need them?

“Mr. King…”

Lin Mo's prolonged gaze made the unlicensed knight smile somewhat embarrassedly. He tried to say something, but the movement aggravated the wound on the corner of his mouth, causing him to hiss softly in pain.

"No need to speak, just rest well," Lin Mo said gently.

He looked at the unlicensed rider, and the image of that night seemed to appear before his eyes. The man knew he was no match for the wolf, yet he still threw his bicycle at the hungry wolf, using his fragile body to launch a "righteous charge."

From a combat perspective, yes, it was utterly foolish.

But from the perspective of a "hero," it was an incomparably dazzling brilliance.

Many people become heroes for fame, status, and the feeling of being admired by the masses.

But this man was different; he became a hero simply because he wanted to do the right thing.

His sense of justice was so pure that it contained not a trace of impurity.

Such a soul should not be buried because of weakness.

Such justice should not appear pale because of powerlessness.

Perhaps, there is something I can do.

After the visit, Saitama went to find the same wig as Charanko for the martial arts tournament, and Genos followed closely behind.

Lin Mo did not go with them, but returned to his apartment alone.

He didn't turn on the lights, but stood quietly in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the city shrouded in night.

The lights of Z City twinkle like stars, and under each light, perhaps a story is unfolding.

The Hero Association maintains order in this world.

But beneath the surface of order, undercurrents still flow.

There may not be only one being like Garou in the future.

Those who truly possess the heart of a hero often fall before dawn due to a lack of strength.

"A hero..." Lin Mo murmured to himself.

He wanted to give the unlicensed rider a seed, a seed that would allow him to grow stronger through his own hard work and willpower.

With that in mind, Lin Mo no longer hesitated.

He turned and went into the study, taking a thick stack of manuscript paper and a pen from the bookshelf.

For the next few days, Lin Mo almost completely locked himself in his apartment.

He didn't go to the Hero Association, nor did he pay any attention to the outside world's disturbances.

His entire being was absorbed in a massive project.

He wants to tailor a martial arts system that is best suited to Mumen Rider.

Lin Mo's first consideration was the physical condition of the unlicensed rider.

His strength, speed, and endurance were far inferior to those of the most gifted heroes.

Therefore, the core of this martial art must never be head-on confrontation.

"Use softness to overcome hardness, and borrow strength to strike back."

This was the first tone set by Lin Mo.

From his vast memory, he extracted the concepts of "listening to the force" and "neutralizing the force" from Tai Chi, "swimming the body" and "turning the palm" from Baguazhang, and "entering the body" and "throwing techniques" from Aikido.

He extracted the core concepts of these martial arts, removed the parts that were unsuitable for this world, and depicted them on paper using the most accessible language and the most precise illustrations.

But simply defending and mitigating is far from enough.

A hero who cannot stop evil is ultimately powerless.

Therefore, Lin Mo incorporated "inch force" and "penetrating force" into his technique.

This technique of generating power does not rely on muscle strength, but rather on the overall coordination of the body and a sudden burst of power to produce a highly penetrating destructive force.

He explained in detail the complete process of power originating from the feet, flowing from the spine, and finally culminating in the fist.

To ensure that the unlicensed riders could build the most solid foundation, Lin Mo also specially compiled a set of body-strengthening techniques.

This set of exercises not only greatly strengthens muscles, but also improves control over one's own muscles, serving as the foundation for all subsequent techniques.

In addition, he also incorporated some theories about "battlefield awareness" and "weakness observation".