The two forces of nature collided against each other with extraordinary intensity.
And yet, only one emerged with the upper hand.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
Her fist ravaged his body.
It threatened to crush his skull; it took him every ounce of foresight to just barely shift to prevent the attack from taking his life, leaving his body even more crippled.
He diverted every ounce of energy and power into his brain.
Accelerated his neurocognition with the Gene Realm.
Made his blood-brain barrier even stronger to withstand even more blood, diverting even more blood to his brain, elevating it to an even greater rank of power.
He enhanced his cognition to the absolute limit, while dedicating the sum totality of his mind and consciousness towards one and only one thought.
'If she is the embodiment of the archetype of the Martial Artist, then she must possess the archetypal weaknesses of one.'
The rationale was simple.
It was simple, and yet mind-bogglingly difficult.
