Seeing Fergie, Gunner unfolded his arms. He then spread them out wide as he began roaring, powering up even as he sealed his strength with the help of Miranda. 

Without Miranda, he could still do so naturally, but it would not be as precise. He had calculated Fergie’s stats to be at 144 Power, and 147 Constitution, as for her Speed, he could only guess it, so to be fair, he brought it down to 100. 

Gunner then exploded with a green light that caused a small shockwave, forcing the three ladies to cover their faces as the dust was blown up. The half-giant then entered a battle stance and smiled at Fergie wickedly. 

Not one to be easily cowed, the fiery woman maintained her stance and glared at her opponent with solemnity. 

“System, play the song in my head out loud for everyone to hear.” Gunner prompted with a grin. 

[Now playing: Dream Tag Match by Norihito Sumitomo // Dragonball Super OST Volume 2.] 

Fergie and co were extremely spooked when they suddenly heard a powerful and heroic battle theme play around them, like the source was around their bodies. They wondered if it was a trick by Gunner, yet he didn’t bother to explain himself, rather rushing forward at Fergie, striking out at her. 

The woman was shocked, but quickly manifested searing flames as she struck back. When their fists connected, there was a slight shockwave as their level of force was equal! 

Fergie sighed internally, glad that Gunner held up to his end of the bargain. Now, she could fight without holding back and increase her own skill! 

As for the half-giant, he was basically treating this as a game as he struck forth many times, crashing with Fergie head-on while both of them moved like lighting across the streets of the capital city. 

Fergie dodged a blow from Gunner that narrowly missed her head, grazing her cheek and causing blood to come out. She gritted her teeth and saw a chance. 

The Flame Pugilist roared and grabbed Gunner’s outstretched arm, using his own force to toss him into a nearby building, crashing into it and bringing it down. 

Fergie didn’t stop there, exploding with flames as she jumped up and crashed into the building, exploding it thoroughly. The debris was blown about, striking everything but the other two Masters who were spectating. 

One had a wind barrier that would only show itself when struck, while the other used her own tower shield to block the incoming rocks and metal with ease. 

Fergie tried to strike the downed Gunner in order to deal a good blow, but her opponent simply stretched out an arm and pressed a green orb to Fergie’s stomach. She barely had any time to gaze at it with shock before she was already blasted away the next second. 

Fergie flew into the building opposite the one she had sent Gunner into, the green orb exploding further and turning the building into rubble, yet with nothing flying away. 

Gunner himself casually got up from where he had landed and shook off the dust, walking out of it as if nothing had happened. Given his Constitution, even if he allowed Fergie to attack him for 10,000 years with her strongest attack, she would not be able to do so much as 1 point of damage to him. 

Fergie though, could barely rise up as she coughed out blood, clutching her seared stomach with pain. It was not blackened, yet the clothes there had torn, revealing her powerful abs, only they were severely bruised. 

The fiery woman eventually stood up, mustering a battle pose as she gazed at Gunner defiantly, a trickle of blood sliding down her lips. The half-giant could only hm with interest as he rushed forward once more, throwing hundreds of blows at the woman. 

Fergie dodged most of them using skill and speed, but a few landed because Gunner was simply superior to her in skill. Even if their stats were the same, his Speed actually below hers, his fighting expertise was no joke. 

In fact, what was more shocking was that Fergie could actually keep up with a monster like Gunner in such a high-intensity battle. After all, with his skill, he should have been able to dispose of her in two seconds, yet she had been able to hold on this long. 

It went to show that she too had mastered a great fighting technique, though Gunner could tell it was not as powerful as his Transmuted Martial Arts skill. As such, he easily dominated her, punching her through the streets of Fraterina’s capital, sending her crashing through buildings and various establishments nonstop. 

At this point, her clothes were barely in one piece, and she was almost naked, yet her bruised and bloodied body was not one to be ogled at. If anyone were to see her like that, rather than lust, they would only feel pity for her sorry state. 

The Flame Pugilist herself was trembling from head to toe, not even having the mind to cover herself, as even standing up was taking all her strength. She felt pain roaring from her body, telling her to lie down and give up. 

However, it was not that she was willful or stubborn, but rather that she knew this might be her one and only chance to advance in this lifetime. She didn’t want to lose it by fainting, so she absolutely had to make sure she gained something from this before blacking out. 

Gunner didn’t stop, seemingly not caring about her will to fight. What hadn’t he seen from those 5 tykes he had raised? Whenever he had beaten them up during training, they would rise again and again, only to get beaten up by him again. 

As their mentor, he had beaten them to the point they had seemingly become completely desensitized to pain, so this behavior from Fergie was not going to make him soft. 

Gunner raised his hand to punch her swollen face that made it hard to recognize her as a human, much less a formerly pretty one. However, halfway through his punch, he suddenly changed from a jab to a strange palm attack that seemed to mirror on itself. 

Once Fergie saw that punch, her mind blanked out as her fighting stance slumped. He had stopped his blow right before it hit her, pulling it back. 

With that, Gunner turned around and folded his arms, walking away while Fergie absorbed her epiphany.