"[Awesome, Bro Jay!]"
"[When did Bro Jay refine the true intent of martial arts, huh?]"
"[I thought you were all talk[beep——]but turns out you're the real deal[beep——]]"
"[So you're really an Ultraman Martial Saint?]"
"[That's unscientific! Isn't the true meaning of the Great Brightness Fist the Great Sun Tathagata?]"
"[It's all Infinite Light, no difference haha!]"
...
Watching the dense barrage of comments and the soaring number of viewers, Bro Jay, dressed in charred rags, stood atop the slowly disintegrating body of the monster, gasping for air. Behind him, the silhouette of a Jack figure was also fading away.
As his inner breath circulated, he finally evened his breathing and said to the live audience with a laugh:
"Hehe, see how tough I am? Do you have any idea how valuable the true intent of martial arts is? Not just one monster, even if another... "
"Boom!"
