Limb from Limb

Ryu looked up to find that Young Master Moon was already standing there, his arrogance just as great as Falling Snow's had once been. 

Giving him a casual glance, Ryu suddenly kicked out. The force of his blow was so powerful that it could have leveled a mountain, and yet it was so controlled that when it collided against Falling Snow's chest, he wasn't blown back a single centimeter. 

Instead, the man was forced to withstand the entire blow, and his heart practically came to a stop. 

One of Ryu's great swordstaffs vanished, and he grabbed Falling Snow by the hair, pulling him up from the ground as the man lost consciousness. 

"Why are people so eager to end up like this? I tried to warn you two already. It's best if the little beauty comes out. Otherwise, none of you stand a chance against me one-on-one." 

Young Master Moon didn't reply. He had already seen Ryu's strength, but his eyes were still on something entirely different.