Ieyasu's eyes intensified gravely.
This was beyond his expectations.
Through the first two stages of the fight, he had inflicted immense damage on Rui across his entire body.
Then he impaled his gut, blasted him away with an attack, and then impaled his heart.
And yet, all of that had disappeared into thin air.
As if it hadn't been there in the first place.
Of course, he knew that this was not truly the case. He sensed a slump in Rui's other performance parameters as a result.
The price of the technique.
And yet, it was worth the price.
In the first place, they both knew that his greatest asset was not his physical prowess.
It was his mind.
As long as his body was healthy and functional, then he would be able to wield the power of thought to the best that he could.
BAM BAM BAM!
A barrage of powerful blows crashed into Ieyasu, flinging him away. A deep darkness within Rui's eyes fixated on him.
Yet another Martial Art had been adapted and evolved.
