
Hyunjin’s battle-honed eyes locked onto Kuroza, tracking his every movement with razor-sharp precision as the opponent lunged forward in a burst of speed. Yet, despite Kuroza’s attempt to blitz, Hyunjin stood his ground, unmoving. A daring smirk spread across his face, his lips curling with unshaken confidence as if taunting his opponent to come closer.
Hyunjin channeled the torrent of magic surging from within him, bending it to his will. With a subtle shift, the flow of time in his surroundings seemed to warp, everything around him dragging into an unnatural slowness. This was the embodiment of the mortal sin,
Sloth, a power that granted him absolute clarity in perceiving his opponent’s every move. With the world around him crawling at a fraction of its normal pace, Hyunjin reacted without hesitation. His body became a blur of motion as he unleashed his unparalleled speed, closing the gap between himself and Kuroza in an instant, his intent clear and unrelenting.
The moment Hyunjin breached Kuroza’s personal space, his arms were already in motion, delivering a relentless barrage of punches with surgical precision. Each strike flowed seamlessly into the next, a continuous assault designed to dismantle his opponent’s strategy before it could unfold. Kuroza, caught off guard by the sudden onslaught, was forced onto the defensive, vulnerable under the sheer ferocity of Hyunjin’s attack. His knuckles landed with calculated intent—first the right jaw, then the left, followed by a sharp blow to the nose and a crushing strike to the temple. Each hit carried devastating force, aimed to break down Kuroza’s defenses one blow at a time.

Each blow would’ve shot invisible shockwaves through his opponents back, expressing how powerful his punches were. If Kuroza had been caught in the relentless assault, his head would have snapped violently in multiple directions, the accumulating damage steadily mounting with each precise blow. But Hyunjin wasn’t finished. With calculated force, he delivered a final punch to Kuroza’s jaw, immediately following it with a devastating double knee strike to the solar plexus. The impact doubled the damage, a crushing blow that could have driven Kuroza’s body into the ground, shattering the earth beneath him.
As the dust settled, Hyunjin executed a series of controlled backflips, his movements fluid and effortless, landing softly on the ground six feet away. He straightened, his gaze locked on Kuroza, ready for whatever came next.
He watched, anticipating that his opponent wouldn’t be on the ground for long so he waited, attentively analyzing his opponent.