Like an Open Book

Two figures exchanged moves in the middle of a floating ring. Power, speed, precision, nothing was lacking in the moves they executed. The fight moved from a burst focused art, creating the best opportunity to deal a fatal blow to your opponent was both Fell and the purple clothed man's tactics.

But now, both opponents were at attacking range. Their limbs snapped as they unleashed dozens of blows every second; The fast-paced pugilistic fight created a dangerous situation where the match could end in any second.

The pressure peaked as the purple clothed martial artist jabbed twice with his left hand. The dagger in his hand cut through the air one time, Fell easily evaded the blow that was aimed at his throat. Then came the second jab that was aimed at the same spot.

"Right now!", Fell screamed in his mind. "This is the moment both of us have been waiting!", his hand moved to parry the second hit. Suddenly, the purple martial artist's hand motion completely stopped. A smirk appeared on the grey skinned man's face, his bait had worked and Fell couldn't stop his current movement anymore.

"Like I thought!", he kept his motion going as if the following action of the purple clothed man were unknown to him. Time seemed to stop in Fell's view as he watched the purple clothed man's right hand sneakily cut through the air in the direction of his carotid. The angle was perfect and Fell shouldn't have been able to react to it if he hadn't read through his opponent's mind.

He saw the knife dangerously approach his throat. He patiently waited while playing dumb for the perfect frame of action. Suddenly, a change appeared in the facial expression of his opponent. Shock was plastered all over his expressionless face as he saw Fell's current motion stop. A deadly sensation traversed his mind as he felt that he had fallen in a trap. But his attack had already been sent and even if he managed to stop it; He would face a backlash that would leave him wide open for counterattack.

Thus, he immediately acted and tried to shift his weight to change the trajectory of his blow. But it was to no avail as Fell had already begun moving; The trap slowly closed itself on the purple martial artist. Fell reversed his earlier motion, grabbing the purple clothed man's hand in the movement.

"Now I caught you!", He exclaimed while shifting gears. His ankles rotated in a perfect circular motion, then his other joints followed suit. His opponent felt dread as he felt his leg quit the floor; his forearm moved in a strange pattern trying to slip out of his lock. But the youth's hand was clenched with such might that he doubted he could get out even with his clan's technique.

"Eat this!"

Fell swiftly executed a throwing technique; His opponent's leg quit the ground with his head facing the ground. Panic washed over Fell's opponent's mind as he tried his best to get out of the situation.

During the movement, his own body's energy that was formed by moving his joints in sync was transmitted to his opponent during the throw. In the last moment of his throw, his muscles bulged as he added his own strength to the mix before releasing the purple clothed martial artist with head first toward the ground.

Boom! A deafening sound spread around the floating ring and dust was sent high in the empty sky. It took a few second before the dust was cleared away by the wind revealing the fight's result.

Fell was standing on the ground while patting his hand. Close to him was the purple clothed man, only his condition wasn't the best. His head was plunged deep in the ground, and his neck couldn't even be seen anymore.

"That was quite the close fight buddy.", Fell exclaimed while turning around. He was unaware if his opponent had heard him, but he decided to share his feeling nonetheless, he had fully enjoyed the fight as his still trembling limbs showed his excitation.

"Thanks for the interesting techniques!", He said while trying to relax his tense muscles. Suddenly, an interface popped in front of him; He massaged his forearm as he began reading.

"Stroke have defeated Arhash. Your current score is 1 Win/ 0 Loss!"

As soon as he ended reading Battle Center's system notification, he saw the purple clothed martial artist's body flashed with multiple lights before disappearing. Fell's neck moved downward, and he saw that the same phenomenon was happing to him.

The ticking light flashed a few times before both opponents disappeared from the floating ring, silence prevailed on the floating platform as it waited for its next occupant.