>>6287634“Let's see how you handle this!” you call, kicking off the ground and launching myself towards you. Not at full speed, not in this gravity. But without flying, you need to see how the Su Ma technique'll work, and this is an excellent way to test it. Closing in, he swings his large right fist forward at you. But you're ready, twisting your body clockwise around it. However, without using your flight to slow yourself, your charge carries you right past him for several yards, landing near the edge of the arena. But you stop yourself, kicking back off towards him. Plastic Man turns, readying another swing that you dodge once more. This time kicking off the ground with far less force, just barely spinning past him and firing off a turning left power strike into his jaw. But instead of tearing his head from his body, or sending him flying, his neck STRETCHES. Absorbing the power as his body distorts, then his head snaps back like elastic. Rocketing towards your own face like a rocket. “Tch!”
Spinning counterclockwise you barely avoid that blow, ending up before him as he tries to hit you with his left in a crushing hammer strike. Which you leap over with ease, twisting midair into a right turning kick to the back of his head. Again, however, instead of pushing him in that direction, his neck again stretches. But knowing what's coming you're already moving, flipping back and landing on your hands, springing back up to your feet a few yards back. But it seems Plastic Man's tired of being on the receiving end, lengthening his arm and swinging his hammer arm in a wide arc towards you. Which you easily leap over, closing the distance and driving your knee into his face. But instead of his neck stretching, this time his entire face just distorts with the blow. Wrapping around your knee and leg, trapping you as he brings his other arm up. Realizing what's about to happen you plant your left foot against his torso, but again as you try and kick his strange body simply absorbs the force, your leg sinking halfway up your shin in his skin.
“And now for the ring out!” he shouts, inhaling a LOT of air, so much so his entire body inflates, then punches himself in the guts. Causing the air to burst out around you, forcing you back as his body's no longer holding you. Sending you rocketing towards the edge of the ring!
“Nice try!” you call, firing a beam from your outstretched hand in the direction you're flying, halting your flight mid-air. Leaving you hanging suspended a moment, before you can touch down. Something he tries to take advantage of, stomping against the ground. Stretching his leg out flat against the ground to you, then his foot shooting straight up at your jaw. “Tch!”
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