Betting Match (2)

Lee Seng moved backwards to dodge but felt his body stutter. More fists connected across his body, ending with two hooks across the face. Tristan sent him flying to the right, sliding across the floor as traces of blood flew out of his mouth. 

"Ha, I guess even you can't handle the way I manipulate your aura." Tristan smirked. He slowly moved like a predator ready to pounce on his prey. "You should get ready to have everything come crumbling down on you. I'll make sure everyone knows you're the reason why the invasion happened." Lee Seng grunted as he pushed himself up. 

'His aura delays my senses and my body. He can't delay my hearing because it's naturally always like that… What if I just let loose?' Lee Seng wondered. He listened to his breathing as he slowly pushed himself up.