"So this is what the professor meant by balancing the scales."
"balancing? What are you talking about?"
"You're not the only one who overcame a weakness and turned it into a strength." "Lincoln had his bangs up, revealing his eyes."
"What the FUCK? Blind? It's a joke—is this a joke?"
"I told you. You're not the only one with a disability here."
Andy delivers a vertical kick that Lincoln dodges and then connects with a hook to Andy's ribs.
The orange-haired responds with a knee to the albino's stomach, then an upward kick to the chin, then a roundhouse kick to the jaw, but Lincoln blocks it with one hand, picks him up, and throws him. Andy flips in the air and lands on his feet.
"I admit you fight well, but there can only be one winner. So I will fight with all my might."
"I hope you don't disappoint me."
Andy runs full speed, ready to kick. Lincoln blocks the kick, but something happens. Lincoln's arm begins to bleed.
"What the hell? Blood? I'm bleeding! But...but" How?
Andy got into a fighting stance, placing his right leg behind his left, while Mr. Ramsik smirked.
"Andy, damn. You've finally decided to fight seriously."
For his part, Venom was partially paralyzed and already knew what Andy was hiding.
Lincoln compresses the wound with his hand. "What the hell did you do to me?"
Andy puts on an evil smile and responds. "It's my strongest style."
"Like I said, I trained my legs and feet to make up for my lack of arms. But at some point, I discovered that I gained something better than just leg strength."
"During a street fight with some goons who tried to rob me, I cut one of their throats. At first, I didn't even know how I did it, if I had just kicked it, so I decided to see if it was luck or a miracle, and I did the same to the other three." who accompanied him. At that moment, I realized that my training had equipped me with an unparalleled weapon. Animals adapt to their environment and develop new traits to survive. This is evolution. In my case, I may have lost my arms, but in return, I didn't only gain much strength in my feet, legs, back, and torso. Each muscle and nerve of them also gained a unique elasticity, like that of a snake. Thanks to that, I obtained this technique, which allows me to kick so quickly and precisely that, with the friction and force of it, they are able to cut like a knife. Whether it is flesh or bone, "My kicks can cut through anyone's defense, no matter how muscular they are. This is my special style. Snake Blade." Andy finished his tirade, waiting for Lincoln's reaction.
Lincoln stopped squeezing his wound, which was still seeping blood. "I see. You can cut with the power of your kicks, or rather, with the power of your toes. You're a really impressive person, Andy." Lincoln licks his wound and stops the bleeding, much to Andy's disgust.
"Eww...that was disgusting, man."
Lincoln spits out blood. "Good. Now I have to be serious." Lincoln runs towards Andy and delivers a blow to Andy's cheek, but Andy uses the snake blade again and creates a wound in Lincoln's abdomen. "Damn. Can he even use this technique while being so close? It means he doesn't need to speed up to use it."
"Of course not, you idiot. My snake blade doesn't use repulsive force. Use pulling force. Same principle as a slingshot."
"I see. Your muscles work like rubber bands. Potential energy builds up at the moment of kicking, and your body's flexibility gives you enough speed to be able to use it, even without moving. It's a wonderful technique. My sister Lisa would love to run tests on you."
"Oh, and is she pretty?"
"She's eight years old."
"Forget it. I don't want to go to prison."
"Of course not. You are going to the hospital. I will personally take care of that."
"You? Ha! What a joke! You can't beat the snake blade and still think you're superior to me. Don't make me laugh."
"Yes, I couldn't before. But now that I understand it well, it will have no effect on me."
"What do you understand? Well, let's see if that's true." Andy spins a roundhouse kick, adding more power to his technique, but it is stopped by Lincoln, who grabs him by the ankle. "but what?."
"I told you that your attack no longer affects me. All the force of your kick will be concentrated in your fingertips, and that is what allows you to cut anything, and it is the same principle that is used with a whip. But if I stop it at a point before it touches me, it loses speed and power. If I do that, you won't cut me off."
Andy smiles, uses his free leg, and kicks upward, cutting Lincoln's chest and exploding, revealing his left eye.