Chapter 957 Rudy versus George

Chapter 957 Rudy versus George

George and Rudy locked eyes, preparing for a battle. The sheer anticipation of this clash was palpable.

Without a word, George lunged forward, his speed enhanced to superhuman levels. His fists, wrapped in energy, shot toward Rudy like thunderbolts. Rudy, however, was no slouch. With a graceful sidestep, he narrowly avoided George's lightning-fast strikes, causing the ground to shake as George's fists pounded the earth.

George, not one to be outdone, pivoted with uncanny agility, launching a devastating spinning kick at Rudy's head. The air whistled with the speed of his attack, but Rudy was ready. With cat-like reflexes, he ducked under the kick, narrowly avoiding decapitation. The sheer force of George's blow sent shockwaves through the area, shattering windows and reducing parked cars to twisted wreckage.

But Rudy wasn't just evading; he was counterattacking. A blur of motion, he unleashed a series of rapid, bone-crushing punches and kicks. His strikes were precise and lethal, a testament to his mastery of martial arts. George grunted in pain as each blow landed, sending him stumbling backward. It was as if Rudy had unlocked a hidden well of martial prowess, and he was using every ounce of it against his opponent.

Determined not to be outmatched, George focused his superhuman strength. His body shimmered with newfound energy, and in an instant, he closed the gap between them, delivering a thunderous uppercut that sent Rudy soaring into the air. The sonic boom from the impact rattled windows for blocks around, sending the cars and the sign boards flying.

Rudy, however, wasn't one to be bested so easily. With an agile flip, he righted himself mid-air and came hurtling back toward George. Their fists collided in a shockwave of power that sent shockwaves rippling through the area. Buildings swayed dangerously as if caught in an earthquake.

The combatants danced through the cityscape, their movements almost too fast for the eye to follow. Rudy's graceful strikes clashed with George's brute force, creating a whirlwind of destruction. Skyscrapers crumbled, reduced to rubble under the onslaught. Cars exploded into flames. Glass shards filled the air like deadly confetti.

And all the while, their battle raged on.

Undeterred, they continued their battle in the skies, defying gravity itself. Rudy conjured gusts of wind that he hurled at George with pinpoint precision, creating cyclones of destruction in his wake. George countered with devastating blows that rocked the heavens and ruptured the very fabric of reality.

Their battle descended upon a massive suspension bridge, its towering cables and steel girders groaning under the stress of their incredible powers. Rudy somersaulted through the

air, his body a blur as he delivered a barrage of kicks that struck George from all angles. But George's durability was legendary, and he endured the onslaught, his resilience unfaltering.

With a ferocious battle cry, George unleashed a seismic shockwave from his fists, a shockwave that rippled through the bridge's structure. The entire span buckled and twisted, cables snapping like frayed nerves as the colossal structure began its descent into the abyss below.

The very ground trembled as the bridge's collapse sent shockwaves radiating outward, creating a domino effect that brought down nearby structures and infrastructure. Smoke and dust filled the air as an apocalyptic scene unfolded before the eyes of the city's empty streets.

Their battle now took them to another city, where the destruction they wrought was on an unimaginable scale. Skyscrapers crumbled like sandcastles in a storm, and streets were reduced to rubble-strewn wastelands. The cacophony of their battle echoed for miles, a deafening symphony of chaos and destruction.

But through the devastation, a relentless determination burned in their eyes. George and Rudy were superhuman titans locked in a battle that transcended comprehension. Each blow, each clash of their powers, brought them closer to the precipice of annihilation.

It was a battle for the ages, a clash of titans, and the cities bore witness to their cataclysmic struggle. As they continued to unleash their earth-shattering attacks, the metropolis crumbled around them, a testament to the awesome power of their conflict.

In the midst of the chaos and devastation, the fate of the cities hung in the balance. Would they survive the relentless onslaught of two beings who could not be killed, or would they be reduced to nothing more than memories, a testament to the colossal clash that had played out within their empty streets?

'Hmm... Empty... streets? Why are they empty? Where are all the people?'