Snippet #941648

The hooks would serve little use now that the enemy has both blades trapped in his hands. However, his hooks weren't the only weapon Fong possessed. He went with the flow, allowing his weapons to be ripped from his hands. That meant his hands were occupied, holding his weapons by the blades like a complete fool. If the Lamia were smarter than the average garden snake, this man wasn't doing his race much good so far.

Suddenly, an attack that put the extremities of his reaction reflex. A figure, swinging by with a blade sharp enough to cut flesh. The Wind General's powerful battle awareness sense alerted him, and he quickly dipped his head and upper torso forward to avoid the fatal blow. He felt the metal shear hair off as it screamed over his head, nearly ending the battle then and there.

Quickly, he refocused his mind, drawing upon one of the laws of martial arts: begin where you currently are. He paid no mind to the Lamia's expressions, only his emotions. The Wind General's dull, cutting eyes gave no indication of disappointment, anger, or shock. Through his peripheral vision, he noticed the snake-like lower body whip around and attack once more.

The turn comes from the center. Dodging out will be the end of me.

Instead of dodging back again, The Gale Bringer continued his aggressive assault, smoothly ducking in. As centrifugal force makes the end of the tail a blow to behold, the closer Fong got to the center the less force there will be. It was compensated by more mass to support the Lamia, but it was something Fong could handle. As the side of the tail came close, Fong jumped and pitched himself close over the tail, as the Lamia continued the attack. That gave Fong the opening he needed, closing in on Shokunens back and attempting to deliver a powerful elbow to his spinal cord.

The waist was an important part in martial arts, generating the power a human needed to rival those gifted with natural brute strength and gargantuan size. With a little thinking, the small can beat the big, which is the foundation Martial Arts was based on. As Fong delivered the elbow through the air, there were many things one needed to consider to gauge it's strength. The twist of his waist brought on far more momentum, force, and weight. usually, when one throws a punch, only the weight of the arm is used. That totals about forty pounds. However, add the waist, it adds the mass of the body- easily over a hundred, thus creating more trauma where it hits. A second factor is how tempered his arm structure is. Through the years of intense training, the General often bares his arms and bangs it against his wood fighting post, and sometimes with his men. Without fear, his arm becomes numb to the pain one gets when hitting bone against other objects at higher speeds. This allows Fong to put all the speed into his elbow, without fear of severe pain or bruises.