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“Now show me those punches again.” I took my phone out and typed a text to Charlotte. Blake: Three for dinner tonight Charlotte: Anyone I know? Blake: No. She didn’t send anything back and I watched William as he finally got the knee part right. “Do you feel that, right there, the powerful feeling that goes through your whole leg as your knee slams into the leather?” William nodded and wiped the sweat from his brow. “That’s how you know you’re doing it right. It works the same with the punches, kid. Don’t hit at the target, hit through it. You punch much harder when you think like that.”

After instructing them on what to do, he walked back to me. “ Look Luna, you have to focus and do exactly what I'm showing you,” “ If your rival is below you, stretch forth your arm joint, around and down then put all your weight in it and swing with all your energy like this,” he demonstrated and held me showing me how to revolve my arm joint over my head and the way to bring it down with enough energy to be able to mutilate my rival.

Each blow was a lesson in physics, forcing the silver energy of Xiuan to rush to the point of impact, and forcing my will to redirect that energy back at him. ​I wasn't defending; I was learning to use the pain as a conductor. ​“Good!” James roared, hitting my shoulder and sending a jolt of pain down to my fingertips. “That was a five-point absorption. Now, counter!” ​I lunged, not with my fist, but with the entire kinetic energy of my body, fueled by the rush of Holy Power that pulsed from the point of impact. I didn't try to knock him down; I just tried to match his force. Our impacts sent loud, cracking noises through the Black Box, sounds that should have shattered my eardrums but were s

He nodded, "Turn your hips to continue the motion and build momentum. And make sure that you close your hand tightly with your thumb on top of your other four fingers." I did as he said and then threw a punch at him. It landed on his jaw and he flinched backward in surprise while I massaged my tendons which hurt painfully at the impact of our connection. "What was that?" He gasped, pressing his jaw. "I'm a fast learner," I grinned, bouncing with delight and then I halted when I saw a faint red mark on the spot I'd punched. "Are you alright?" "Yeah, sure. Don't be worried about me, just imagine that I'm an enemy whom you'll do anything to defeat, how will you go about it?"

“Well, there is a way in and I…” “I. AM. SO. MAD. AT. YOU. RIGHT. NOW!!” She punctuates each word with a hard punch to my right shoulder. Her battle training with Ona is starting to pay off. I can see her arm muscles contract as she moves to strike me, her punches landing powerfully. She’s going to need to learn how much force to use, and soon, because unlike before when it didn’t matter how hard she hit, her punches are really starting to hurt.

Then again, for all intents and purposes, she was operating at near-human strength right now. “Nice,” he said, treading over to stand beside her. Her heart fluttered as he set his hands to her shoulders and adjusted her stance a bit before bringing his hand up under her right elbow and pulling it back. “Now, I want you to remember that every time you hit a target, you’re gonna punch through it. You always want to keep momentum on your side otherwise you’re gonna get recoil, just like a high-powered rifle.” With those, Sofia had even less experience than with her fists, but she nodded.

She asked. Aiden threw a punch but made sure it didn't hit her although it nearly did, “That - your ability to throw a punch or kick or whatever it is you want to do without harming yourself first and making contact with them while also causing damage" he explained. Sage nodded, “Okay, how do I get better at that?" She asked. “For a punch, you need your shoulders to align with your hands and your eyes must spot where they plan to hit" he raised a brow, “Do you understand?"

"Now, let's see a basic punch." Zyra threw a punch, but it was clear she was holding back. Marcus shook his head. "You need to put more power into it. Imagine you're aiming to knock me out." Zyra took a deep breath and tried again, this time with more force. Marcus nodded approvingly. "Much better. Now, let's add some kicks."

He retracted his hand, touched his chin, and thought for a while. "Before you throw a punch, you have to calm down and hold your breath.This is very important.Don’t let your strength dissipate too soon.What’s more, observe the weak point of the target and focus on that point.Don’t give the enemy any time to react.Always make quick moves.Do it like this." Blair showed me the proper way to punch. I tried hard to memorize all his moves, but I was still a little confused.When I wanted to ask him, the referee announced that the second round of the competition would begin.

I mimicked his position, feeling awkward and exposed. “Good. Now, when you throw a punch, power comes from your hips, not your arm.” He moved behind me, his large hands adjusting my posture. “Like this…you’re going to pivot on your back foot, rotate your hips, and let that momentum drive through your shoulder into your fist.” His hands were firm but gentle on my arms, guiding me through the motion. “Thumb outside your fingers, or you’ll break it. Aim for soft targets…nose, throat, solar plexus. You’re small, so you need to be smart about where you hit.”