Apollo's eyes turned cold. This guy is serious.
He went into his boxing stance and waited for the opponent to get nearby. After doing the Simple Breathing Technique for the second time, Apollo felt like he was in his peak body from his previous life. Besides business, he also spent a considerable amount of time learning various martial arts. With his talent, he mastered most of them.
Although armed with an arsenal of modern martial arts, his favorite is still boxing.
"Take this!" The servant punched towards Apollo.
But would Apollo let himself be a punching bag? He dodged to the side with a sidestep, narrowly avoiding the punch.
"Eh?" The servant's eyes widened. This kid dodged my attack? Then he felt a threat coming at his face, prompting him to jump back.
Apollo landed on the ground after a failed kick in the air. After dodging to the side, he immediately executed a jump spinning hook, a taekwondo technique. But his opponent was better than he thought.
He could feel that his body was at its peak, just like from his previous life, but this seemingly normal person in front of him could still dodge him.
Is it because I'm still a child? Apollo thought.
"You got lucky," said the servant. "But this time, I will make sure you learn your lesson!"
The man ran towards the beggar boy again, his speed faster than before.
Apollo looked at the man in surprise. His speed!
Without a choice, he crossed his arms in front of him to block the punch. The attack caused the beggar boy to tumble on the ground.
Seeing this, the servant from Filly's Restaurant couldn't help but smile. "Hehe, that's what you get."
Although curious about how the boy could dodge his first punch, he attributed it to just some luck.
"You… are strong," Apollo stood up while patting his clothes. He recalled the explosive speed the servant displayed and couldn't help but think it's beyond human.
Apollo looked at the man's eyes with shock. "Are you… a cultivator?"
When the servant heard this question, he puffed up his chest and raised his chin. "You are a smart beggar. And yes, you are right. I'm a Cultivator, although I'm still a half-step away from reaching the Foundation Building, I'm definitely a Cultivator!"
Apollo frowned when he heard this. Only a half step and this guy is already so strong? He wouldn't be surprised if this servant could defeat five strong fighters in his previous life without breaking a sweat.
He could only fight three at best! And he wouldn't be able to defeat them without suffering from injuries.
Only now did Apollo realize how strong cultivators could be. What would happen if he were facing a real Foundation Building Cultivator instead of this half step?
It would be total annihilation!
"What? Scared? Too late, kid! You already annoyed me!" The servant said with a malicious smile. In the first place, he felt that this is an easy job, so he is just having fun right now.
Who would care about a beggar? They are just scum in society. Disposable humans that they could treat however they like. This is the man's belief.
"Too late? Do bullies always like to talk big?" Apollo shook his head.
Why do I have to worry about his strength? If I want to reach the top of this world, I have to be brave, Apollo thought while clenching his fist.
"You!" The servant pointed a finger at the boy before assuming his battle stance. "Let this be a lesson that you should know your place!"
The man attacked Apollo again, and the boy watched the movement of his opponent intensely.
Now! Apollo dodged to the side and the punch missed him, but having expected this, the servant followed up with another punch.
This guy… Apollo tilted his body, and the attack passed him.
The servant kept punching and kicking him with speed that would leave most fighters in his previous world baffled, but there is one thing that they will agree on.
This man doesn't know how to fight!
Realizing this, Apollo couldn't help but smile. The servant's movements are so wide and predictable that after all this time, he has not been hit.
Damn it! How can this beggar dodge my attacks?! The servant thought frustratedly. He never thought that making a beggar go away would be such a pain in the ass.
Did I underestimate this boy… No! I'm a half-step Cultivator! There's no way a beggar could also be a Cultivator!
The servant's attacks became more erratic. He just wanted to punch the face of this smiling boy. But a few moments later, a kick managed to land on his stomach, making him take a couple of steps back.
Coughing sounds echoed in the damp alley followed by a childish chuckle.
"You know, speed is nothing when it is used wrong," Apollo walked towards the servant.
"Fuck you! I was just careless!" The servant ran towards the boy with his fist raised.
"Sure," Apollo could only shrug. Fists and kicks rained on him, but the movements were chaotic and disorganized. It's like someone is just spamming the buttons of a controller, trying to defeat the opponent as fast as possible.
"Ahhhhhh!" The servant shouted with reddened eyes.
Why?! Why can't I hit this beggar?! Fuckkkkkk!
Suddenly, a punch landed on the servant's face. But it was not over yet.
Apollo jumped and sent a knee attack to the man's stomach. The servant fell on his knees while clutching his face and stomach at the same time.
He couldn't believe what was happening. The supposedly easy task is making him kneel. A humiliation to him, who considered himself above ordinary people because of his half-step cultivation.
And to kneel in front of a beggar? If his colleagues found out about it, they would for sure make fun of him. And when Miss Filly finds out about his defeat, she will definitely fire him from working for her!
"Argh! I will kill you!" The servant's eyes turned red with killing intent.
"No, I won't let you," Apollo dashed and sent a kick with all his strength. Before the servant could stand up, the attack landed on his head, sending him tumbling to the ground and hitting the nearby trash.
Dizzy and in pain, the man tried to stand up, but Apollo was one step ahead.
He ran towards the servant and delivered a flying knee, a common Muay Thai technique.
The attack landed on the man's forehead, blood erupted, and the servant fell to the ground with his eyes white and mouth foaming.
"Woah! What an intense fight. I never had this thrill since that illness took over," Apollo referred to the time in his previous life when he caught the disease that made his life miserable. He had to use all kinds of advanced equipment just for it to go away, though it still managed to find its way back.
Shaking his head to get rid of the sentiments, he glanced down at the servant below.
"Will this bring me trouble?" Apollo frowned. "That restaurant definitely doesn't want me there, but I've already registered my beggar spot beside it."
Anyway, I just have to become strong fast so they wouldn't be able to do anything to me, Apollo thought before walking away from the alley, leaving the Filly Servant foaming at the mouth. He admitted that he is not a good person and wouldn't care if the man died.
That guy provoked him and was the first one to attack him. It's not wrong to protect himself, right?