To not give him any rest, Instructor Jakol launched forward again, now it's faster, heavier, that even floor beneath his feet cracking with every step.
His motion blurred, and the air itself screamed as he accelerated.
Jeff's golden eyes sharpened. His senses expanded and each second stretched into clarity.
He could see every micro movement the twitch of Jakol's shoulder, the faint turn of his ankle before the strike.
Then came the clash. Jakol's fist cut through the air like thunder but Jeff didn't dodge this time.
His body moved on its own he took a stepped forward as he twisted his waist then his right fist swung out like a cannon blast.
BOOOOOOM!
A shockwave exploded outward, a pulse of pure force tearing through the white space like a sonic storm.
The very air rippled and distorted as cracks laced across the endless floor beneath them.
