Zulu stepped forward with his shoulders high and his stance tight, wasting no time in throwing his left kick across Chase's thigh.
The strike landed solid, turning Chase's stance.
Chase shook his head, flashing a grin, and answered with a spinning back kick that thumped against Zulu's forearm. Zulu didn't flinch.
He reset and fired a calf kick that chopped Chase's leg again, then followed with a straight right down the middle.
Chase swayed back, shoulder-rolling the punch, and snapped a jab in return, darting sideways.
Zulu pressed with his usual intensity, staying in Chase's face and throwing volume.
His jab pushed forward, his low kicks landed hard, and his right hand dug into Chase's body.
Chase kept mixing feints and bursts of flash, he twitched his shoulders, lifted his knee as if to throw a front kick, then spun into a wheel kick.
Zulu blocked most of it, but the speed forced him to reset.
They collided again, Zulu throwing a double jab into a looping right.
