The group watched as Art started to move in to his style. They had known he was adjusting things constantly and noticed it when they were sparring. However, none of them had seen the full focused version of Art's style. When the announcer said that Art looked like he was preparing multiple moves at once like an ever changing mirage in the desert they couldn't help but agree.
The powerless king didn't have such an evolved stance. Instead, the lines on his forehead furrowed as he started to watch Art's movements. He was not as adept in fighting as everyone was led to believe. His key was his mind. He was able to process and see the connections in the movements of another persons' body and stop them with his own actions. He was a genius in his own right that didn't need the evo shot to show off the strength he had built.
