One Without Equal

As powerful as the True Idol was, it was boring to Du Xiu. 

"All you ever do is shoot out lightning and yap on and on! What else is there?! Are you just going to disappoint me like this? Is there anything else you can do?" he shouted. 

His fists were white-hot, as he punched away at the True Idol, tearing and bruising at the skin. He dug his knuckles in with each punch. The others couldn't even do a thing to help, they only watched as Du Xiu just whaled on the True Idol with everything he had. 

"Show me something else! Show me!" he shouted. 

It was then that it began to gather energy to scream and release another wave of lightning but Du Xiu had long prepared. 

"You've already done that several times, is there anything else?"