Kamen Rider Zi-O, Dimensional Descent

This is... the closest comparison to reality.

Sebastian stroked his chin, seemingly deep in thought.

"...If it is a request from someone specially cared for by the Supreme Being, then I will naturally accept it."

great.

Yan Ming couldn't help but let a smile creep onto his lips.

The thirst for knowledge.

That desire that erupted once again could even be described as a habit.

I will do my best to absorb anything I have never seen before, and I will do my best to understand anything that can improve my potential.

Even though they are already strong enough, they can still put aside their pride and humble themselves to learn.

This is precisely Yan Ming's greatest strength.

"Please."

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In the back garden, the two stood about twenty meters apart.

Yan Ming and Sebastian.

They gazed at each other, each adjusting their own consciousness.

"So…"

Sebastian's expression also turned serious.

He raised his hands, assuming a ready stance.

Yan Ming also became wary.

"Please forgive my rudeness!"

call--!

A gust of wind rose, and Sebastian charged forward from the spot.

It evokes the feeling of a violent storm.

Despite being a living, breathing person, Yan Ming felt an immense aura rushing towards him like a thousand troops.

However, he did not lose his composure because of this.

Having already prepared his defensive stance, he faced Sebastian's attack and grabbed his opponent's arms with both hands.

The mere twenty meters was instantly shortened.

The impact of the collision between the two people shook the air.

The contest between technologies unfolds here.

Regardless of victory or defeat, this contest will undoubtedly bring Yan Ming a very beneficial result...!

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Volume 3, OVERLORD: Chapter 53 Even a Demon King Needs to Study!

Thump—!

Even though it wasn't hit by a fist, a shockwave still exploded in the air.

Yan Ming grabbed Sebastian's arms with both hands and then restrained him by swinging them.

Of course, Sebastian immediately noticed this and his body reacted instantly.

Its action is completed in just one second.

Yan Ming's body was forcefully thrown from the left to the right. This was not simply the result of great strength, but rather a restraining effect achieved through techniques such as pushing and grabbing.

The perspective before us is constantly changing.

Yan Ming, who had leaped to the right, raised his right fist again, but not in a straight line. Instead, he approached Sebastian like a venomous snake.

Sebastian also used a unique method to neutralize this attack.

Those were hands spiraling into palms.

Next, the two would sometimes intertwine like this, sometimes separate, and then in a short moment they would be right next to each other again.

Sebastian relentlessly attacked with his hands, each punch transforming into a stab, a thrust, a finger strike, or a point just before it reached Yan Ming.

Yan Ming, on the other hand, used his keen reflexes to constantly detect his opponent's moves and then used his hands to take various countermeasures.

He would occasionally parry Sebastian's palm strikes with a pause-like punch.

Sometimes she would push Sebastian's fingertips away with fluid, flowing movements.

Sometimes it's not just their hands, but even their legs.

Sebastian attacked from both sides with both hands as if drenched in one ear and out the other. Yan Ming leaped up instantly and slammed his legs down on Sebastian from right to left in a spinning motion.

Sebastian held on tightly to the blow, but the aftershock of the force still caused the floor tiles behind him to sway slightly.

"Wow... incredible power and technology."

For the man with the strongest physical abilities in the Great Tomb of Nazarick to make such a comment is extremely rare.

"Moreover, despite being human, it still retains reflexes that are no less than mine. It's remarkable that it can almost always counter my attacks with the most optimal methods."

Sebastian is indeed very strong, but Yan Ming is no pushover either.

He absorbed almost all the combat technique books he had ever bought in his world, including some long-lost secret techniques. At the same time, he also sought out and visited various powerful people, learning all kinds of physical skills from them, and even developing a technique with excellent control over his body.

This is only fighting as a human.

If he were to transform into a Kamen Rider, and combine that with modern physical skills and various technologies, even without using all sorts of strange abilities, Yan Ming would still be able to unleash unparalleled combat power.

"but…"

Sebastian then changed the subject.

His hands suddenly trembled, and Yan Ming felt a force rushing straight up towards him.

In an instant, he placed his legs on Sebastian's chest, trying to dodge the attack.

"There are still shortcomings."

At the critical moment, Sebastian's body flowed down to his body like water.

He raised his right leg and thrust it directly into his lower back.

"Huh—?!"

Yan Ming was immediately startled and quickly adjusted his body in mid-air.

But Sebastian had already completed his action in that instant.

While attacking himself with a sweeping leg kick, he grabbed his arm that had been kicked up, and then swung it around like a top, using the force of the kick to make his body spin like a top.

The rhythm seems a bit disordered.

Yan Ming tried to regain his rhythm, quickly broke free from Sebastian, and launched another fierce punch.

But Sebastian no longer tried to avoid it.

He attacked with the same two fists, but in the instant he deflected his own attack, he struck his own head.

boom--

In the instant I dodged, I heard an overwhelming sensation of air being pierced.

Is this really considered a friendly exchange?

No, even in a serious battle, Yan Ming would be fine.

He gradually adopted a serious attitude, while Sebastian's expression became even more ferocious.

Sebastian attacked relentlessly with punches, occasionally embellishing his attacks with various techniques.

Yan Ming, on the other hand, used his own techniques to evade the force of his opponent's punches while trying his best to learn Sebastian's moves and understand their secrets.

It took only a few moves, or what outsiders would think was just a few seconds.

Yan Ming believed that he had mastered Sebastian's set of boxing techniques.

Just like how he easily saw through Tsukasa Kadoya's swordsmanship back then.

but--

When he tried to use Sebastian's boxing style to respond to him, he missed.

Sebastian simply flicked his palm away to deflect his punch.

A slight sense of surprise spread through my mind.

Yan Ming tried repeatedly to counter Sebastian with his varied boxing techniques, but Sebastian always managed to dodge and even block his punches head-on.

The situation has completely changed.

From the initial evenly matched contest, to Yan Ming's slight suppression, and now to Sebastian's gradual suppression, and even complete suppression of Yan Ming.

Gradually, Yan Ming began to feel that his breathing rhythm was also getting off.

"You possess exceptional talent and a solid foundation, which is indeed a very good thing, but—"

Sebastian took a step back and stopped attacking.

then.

Those eyes seemed to turn blood red in an instant.

boom--!!!

A sound like a bombardment of the mind followed.

Yan Ming felt a current of air, visible only to him, rushing towards him. His entire body was suppressed by this current, and his muscles began to tense up.

But he did not retreat or fall.

On the contrary, from Yan Ming's body, an absolute aura, as if it were about to bite Sebastian, surged forth and could not be suppressed.

Upon noticing this, Sebastian immediately adopted a very serious expression.

He moved instantly, and at that moment, Yan Ming could no longer see his shadow.

When I came to my senses...

Just a millimeter away from his brow was Sebastian's outstretched hand.

The airflow bypasses one's body and then blows towards the area behind them.

Snap!

A huge crack appeared in the thick trunk of a tree.

Yan Ming stood there, while Sebastian kept his hand frozen in mid-air.

In a real fight, I would have died from that attack.

"..."

"It started to get a bit chaotic towards the end, didn't it?"

Then, Sebastian withdrew his hand and, like a teacher, spoke to Yan Ming in a patient tone.

"My behavior just now was rude, and then..."

"As I just said, you have a strong fighting talent, a great learning ability, a very good foundation, and even a very fast reflex."

"However... there are still many shortcomings. Although your combat talent is strong, your combat awareness is still somewhat behind mine,"

He possesses strong basic physical strength, quick reflexes, a high level of knowledge in martial arts, excellent mastery of techniques, and excellent control over his body's strength. As a human, he is already at the level of an absolute powerhouse.

However, in Sebastian's view, this is far from enough if one wants to go further.

"Your current strength is enough to make you stand out among humans, but if you want to become even stronger, simply maintaining the status quo is absolutely not enough."

"...What should I do?"

The fact that Sebastian was able to suppress me in terms of physical skills and technique proves that he definitely has the right to be arrogant in this regard.

Yan Ming had no arrogance whatsoever. He immediately lowered his stance and asked the other party for advice with the utmost humility.