"Begin!"
As the referee's voice faded, Julien raised his head and adjusted his physical and mental condition.
He didn't make any significant movements and remained standing in the same spot.
At the same time, Carmen's leg muscles bulged and wiggled as though they were alive, tensing and twisting before releasing all the tension at once and speeding up in Julien's direction.
With a quick burst, he appeared right before Julien, and he lowered his body further down.
Cra Crack—
Carmen's steps were so heavy that he left deep imprints on the ground behind, fine miniature cracks spreading from the area of compression.
"Huuuap!"
With a loud shout, his legs tensed further as he lowered his stance, readying himself for a shoulder tackle aimed at Julien. Every detail was meticulously aligned—the speed, the precision, and the awkward angle of the attack.
Everything was as he envisioned in his mind.
