'What's going on with my body?'.
Milo bounced around the 3 plathums with a grin on his face, leisurely swatting away their attacks and landing his own with inch precision.
His body was burning, filled with a sensation that he had never felt before. His current flow state had far exceeded anything he had experienced before, he was bordering on superhuman at this point.
Even Marcos, who sat atop a tree branch, tirelessly watching as Milo bolted and weaved through the plathums, couldn't even keep up with his masters movements with his eyes.
It seemed that Milo's advancement to the king realm was what started to unlock his latent ability. Given he was already an extremely talented individual, all he needed was to expand his base so his body could actually keep up with the techniques he wanted to use.
