"Palm of buddha!" Risinger roared as he surged forward with what appears to be a palm strike, but luckily I seen enough Kung Fu movies to know where this is going to go, and once again, I let myself limbo backwards, and fold into blood pool form.I know this is a cheap, but if I took that attack head front...I shifted my position to about a good 30ft away from him, before returning to normal form.This should be a safe distance..."Shadow kick!" All I saw was the shadow of the kick, followed by what felt like the impact of a truck. Which sent my entire world flying and stopping just as abruptly as I found myself literally encrusted into the arena wall.Wtf?...Blood was in my eyes, and as I blink and try to reopen them again, Risinger was still standing there, about 100ft away from me. His expression impossible to tell from the distance.He's giving me time to regain myself...I wiped my bloodied nose at that thought."Let us continue the fight." Risinger spoke in Chinese with a solid steel tone, with the rest of the conversation being in Chinese as well.Ah...What do I do now?Sneaking behind doesn't work, he will just side step away and knock me back with that kick again...A frontal attack will just be suicide...Wait...That's it!It's so suicidal he won't expect it!With that idea in mind, I couldn't help but wear a smirk on my face."Ho? What's so funny?" Risinger crossed his arms."Hmph." I sneered. "You will see. HAAA!!!" I yelled as I quickly got up and ran forth with all my speed and struck forward with my fist."Are you trying to die!? Palm of buddha!"At the last millisecond as his palm was about to make contact with my body, I manoeuvred my fist against his overextended arm and pushed it away, while taking another step forward along with my other fist shooting out.PA!There was a loud sound as my fist connected with his side abdomen, but no matter what the impact was, Risinger did not show it on his face. And seeing so, I quickly backed up a few steps."Nice distraction punch..." Risinger let out a rugged breath close to a growl."But you have to do better than that." Risinger said, as he took a step forward and yelled:"Dragon slaying 18 palms!!!" All of sudden I started seeing doubles, no, more than quadruples illusions of his arm, all in various forms of palm strike, and all of them flying towards me."MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA!!!" Risinger yelled.But instead of running or transforming into blood pool, I got into a squat position, closed my eyes and began to visualise: Rain drop...Di-Da....One fist.Rain...Di-da, di-da, di-da...Several more fist followed."Rain of fist!!!"Both my eyes flew open at once, and it was as if I magically grew an extra multiple set of arms, and my rain of fists came to meet his flurry of palms. Each one of our strikes was more furious then the last, and soon the number of our strikes exchanged was as numerous as the droplets of rain in a rainstorm:"ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!!!" I screamed.Strikes were flying back and forth between us so fast, the space between us has now become a blur."ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!!!" I screamed to the point my lungs felt like they were on fire."MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA!!!" Risinger roared with the fury of 10 dragon combined.The exchange lasted for less than a minute, but already it felt like an eternal dead lock. The exchange was so brutal to the point my hand was bleeding and numb to the point it doesn't feel anything, and my body heated to the point that I don't feel the sweat.
"ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA!!!"
"MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA!!!"The HP bars for both of us were dropping at an alarming rate, and my arm was starting to lose sense, and my throat felt like paper dry from all that screaming.And for the brief moment I made eye contact with Risinger, I saw it. The look of the desire to win and grin from the fervour of battle, it was the perfect mirror reflection indeed.And just as their seemed to be no end to this street fighter infinite combo, Risinger ceased attack all of a sudden, and one of my fist managed to land on his chest. For a brief moment, I thought I done it, I outpunched rank 9 in the world, but instead of making any sort of painful gestures. Risinger's body and expression was like a bronze statue. Expressionless and unmoving, he then processed to grabbing me by the wrist and with what seemed to be a small push, I was sent straight into the ground with a small crater forming around me from the sheer force."Palm of buddha." He said with a stern voice, after he finished his move."Ugh..." I looked up to him from the ground. My world still shaking and blurry from the impact, and the auras on both of us were gone. But instead of finishing me off right away, he ducked beside me and spoke in a quiet voice:"That was a good fight. But your legendary item will now be mine."And with that said, Risinger got up and resumed his towering stance again, and with palm aimed at my head he yelled one last time:"Palm of buddha!"That's right. With my injury I can't move at all, much less dodge. And my current HP isn't enough for blood pool. And trying to block his attack would really not do anything...Hmph...His palm came down.Except I didn't plan to do any of that to being with!"Impale." I muttered.From all around the fallen patches of blood, blood in the shape of spikes began to shoot out from the ground. And aiming at a certain angle, about a dozen or so spikes entered Risinger from several different spots."Eee..." Risinger's eyes widened a little, then slowly looked down and took in the result.The general expression of his remained unchanged, even to the very last second, when his body decomposed into a million red shards and soon gone with the wind."Ha...ha...." I let out a series of rapid breath, or laugh, I couldn't tell.Everything feels so surreal...Oh whatever...Huhhh......My world went black.Q: What do you think of the jojo ref?