Year of Dancing Dragons IV: Transcendence
Or rather, the young man was not that durable at all, as he recklessly focused himself on speed. But Enigma still felt strange the more the fight continued on.
'He's holding back.' Abby changed his perception of the battle, in case he got over his head. Enigma bitterly smiled, he felt it as he then replied, 'I know.'
"You really are tough." Enigma commented.
Despite his bashing, the young man had no scratch or wound, just dusted clothes and ruffled hair. He probably felt no pain too.
"Hahaha, a punch of that caliber can't hurt me." He held his sword tightly once again, entering a slashing posture. "Tell me, how many sword strikes do you think you can take from me?"
Hearing his question, Enigma smiled and entered a battle posture as well. "Likewise, I wonder how many of my punches can you take till I break through your defenses."