From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 519

Chapter 519: Break Everything

There was one major weakness to Darno’s fighting style, and it was something he had always been aware of, even before becoming a superhuman.

Tackles.

Grappling.

Wrestling techniques.

Darno’s martial art had been built for one primary purpose, to defend against strikes. Punches. Kicks. Straightforward attacks that relied on momentum, speed, or raw power. Against those, his style excelled. It didn’t matter if the opponent was stronger, heavier, or faster. As long as the attack followed a predictable striking path, Darno could intercept it.

Block at the perfect moment.

Redirect the force.

Counter immediately.

That was the essence of what he had been taught.

By hitting the right points at the right time, Darno could throw off an opponent’s balance and strike back while they were still recovering. If his timing was flawless, the counterattack didn’t just stop the opponent, it used their own weight and momentum against them. Their force combined with his precision, turning defense into offense in a single fluid motion.

That was what Darno had been aiming for when he taunted Jett.

He wanted Jett angry.

He wanted him charging forward.

He wanted him throwing punches with everything he had.

That was the fight Darno knew how to win.

However, grappling was different.

If an opponent didn’t strike but instead rushed forward, wrapped their arms around him, or tried to tackle him to the ground, things became far more complicated. Even if Darno knocked their hands away, their body could still crash into him. Weight mattered. Mass mattered. And Jett had plenty of both.

Of course, Darno wasn’t completely helpless against grappling. Over the years, he had learned techniques designed to prevent being grabbed, sharp strikes aimed at sensitive areas, pushing an opponent’s head downward so their momentum was forced into the floor instead of into his body. There were even methods to slip past grappling attempts entirely.

But now, with his Vow in place, those options were limited.

He couldn’t dodge.

He couldn’t step aside.

He couldn’t retreat.

He had to defend, and only defend.

And against someone like Jett, someone who outweighed him by several classes, someone whose body had been built for crushing opponents, those limitations were dangerous.

When Jett closed the distance, Darno reacted instinctively.

His knee shot upward, aiming straight for Jett’s face.

It was the fastest response he had, the most direct counter available.

But Jett anticipated it.

At the last second, Jett shifted his head to the side, the knee barely missing his jaw. In the same motion, his arms wrapped around Darno’s waist.

The grip was immediate.

Powerful.

Relentless.

Darno felt his feet leave the ground.

From above, Darno lashed out, hammering his fists into Jett’s back. It was the only place he could reach with full swings, the only angle available to him. Each strike landed cleanly, echoing through the room.

But it wasn’t enough.

Jett didn’t slow down.

He lifted Darno higher, then drove him down.

The impact shook the entire floor.

A loud crack rang out as the reinforced surface fractured beneath them. Dust and debris burst upward as Darno’s body was slammed into the ground once again, this time pinned beneath Jett’s massive weight.

The crowd erupted.

Some shouted in excitement.

Others gasped in shock.

It’s exactly as I thought, he realized grimly. Jett was strong enough even before the Vows. With just two of them fighting, it won’t be enough. I’ll need to step in too.

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