Chapter 76: Real power
Then another battle began as Jakol moved again. It was somewhat the same entry, with the same speed and execution.
But this time, Jeff didn’t think of it as just a simple attack. Though it appeared straightforward, he recognized how dangerous it truly was.
The speed it’s precision, everything about it screamed potential disaster if he didn’t react quickly enough.
Jakol’s movements were clean and efficient, and Jeff knew he had to be smarter, more precise in his next move.
Instead of bracing himself, Jeff moved. His intention was not to block, nor to counter, but to intercept.
He stepped in as he lowered his stance, the weight of his body shifting just right. With a sudden burst of energy, he launched an uppercut straight toward Jakol’s chin.
The move was a gamble, but it was his only chance. The punch flew with all the force he could muster, aiming for a quick, decisive hit in the midst of Jakol’s relentless assault.
It wasn’t clean nor perfect, but it was different and not weak either since he put his full force.
"Get hit, get hit," he prayed inwardly.
And for a heartbeat when he saw his fist nearing towards it, then it happened. Jakol just tilted his head instinctively, just letting that punch graze past his cheek by a hair.
Seeing this Jeff thought he had him, but then he saw that Jakol outstretched his arm mid-motion.