With a grin that revealed his anticipation, Uzan cracked his knuckles and widened his stance.
"Let's see what you're really made of."
BOOM!
The two fighters rushed toward each other, both moving at what appeared to be normal speed to the untrained eye.
Their hands glowed with manifestations of their soul energy with Julian's being a deep crimson tinged with black and Uzan's a dark purple that pulsed like a heartbeat.
In that moment of approach, both fighters were carefully watching each others motion.
Julian analyzed Uzan's center of gravity, the slight tilt of his shoulders indicating where his attack would land.
Uzan, meanwhile, tracked Julian's footwork, predicting the angle of his incoming strike.
'He's hitting to the left.'
'It has to be to the right.'
When their fists finally met, it wasn't flesh that connected with flesh.
Their soul energies collided first, creating an instantaneous explosion of power that rippled outward in concentric waves.
BOOOOOM!
