Firestorm

Yenne look down on him.

“I have observed your attack patterns. You’re using Dancing Backwater Dragon style, am I right?”

“You’re right. It’s about time that someone should know my martial style. Yenne, if you underestimate my abilities, I might burn you.”

Yenne laughed in amusement.

“You will burn me? Don’t make me laugh. Are seeing what am I right now? I am the fire itself. You cannot touch me.”

“Interesting.”

“Even if you use your exploding fist, you won’t be able to reach me.”

“I would like to test that out.”

Ken tossed himself forwards. His footwork this time is even more erratic, unpredictable and irregular that was followed up by continuous feint attacks. One second Ken was in front of her, tricking her into delivering a punch which she quickly reacts by retaliating, but in vain as his figure phased through her.

Ken had completely wrapped her attention on his fingers.