John felt a sharp kick to his abdomen, the breath driven from his lungs as he stumbled backward. But the system's power surged within him, revitalising him, pushing him beyond his limits. Grace shouted, "Handsome..."
[Ding! The Host martial arts technique striking speed integrated to match the opponent's.]
The call from Grace snapped John back to the moment. His mind was clear now, the system's power coursing through his veins like liquid fire. He couldn't afford to be distracted. Mr. Black was a formidable opponent, his every move precise and deadly. John had to stay focused, for Grace's sake.
As Mr. Black closed in, John recalled a technique he had watched in awe during a replay at the Apex Special Hotel. It was a move from the legendary Titanic martial arts form, renowned for its speed and agility.
John visualised the sequence in his mind: a series of rapid, fluid wrestling that was designed to overwhelm an opponent with sheer velocity.
