'I can't allow him to touch me. If he touches me, my skin might burn off my bones!'
Julian kept his distance, but this kind of fighting style didn't suit him and even made his martial soul show signs of cracking.
It was because his martial soul was still in a fragile state. It was as fragile as glass. He had fixed it, yes, but it was still in a very unstable state.
Therefore, if he did something that went against his very own martial arts, his soul was going to suffer!
"Urgh!"
Julian coughed in pain as he felt the martial soul crack inside him, and he immediately stopped retreating.
'My martial arts' core is absolute offense. If I keep retreating, it goes against my core principles, which my martial soul doesn't like one bit!'
He couldn't retreat any more.
The state of his martial soul was much more important than not get hurt.
At the sidelines, Kiernan watched the match unfold, but there was a strange frown on his face.
It looked like he was thinking about something.
