Arm and a Leg
'In the end it all came down to this moment...again.'
The bone spurs protruding from Hao Xuan's back rapidly gathered all the ambient energy from the atmosphere and stored it in his meridians, his cells, and blood, every place that could hold it.
Movements of so much energy created barely visible ripples in the air that could be seen in the naked eye. To Stasa who was standing across from him, it looked like vast translucent butterfly-like wings were occasionally fluttering behind him.
'My mind is playing tricks on me,' he told himself.
While all of Hao Xuan's senses were so focused on his opponent that he couldn't hear or see anything else besides him. All other sounds died down and the world became blank.
Every twitch, every muscle extension, and contraction, it was all laid bare in front of him. It got to a point where Hao Xuan could look past his skin and see the inside of his body, much like a clockmaker inspecting a particularly troublesome piece of machinery.