Clone Rui's movements were slight and subtle. Upon each incoming blow, he would shift ever so slightly, causing the angle of Rui's incoming blows to be off by just a single degree.
That alone, however, would not have been enough to cause the attacks to slip so smoothly.
Rui's ethereal eyes sharpened as they bore deep into two blood-red suns that shone with blinding brightness in clone Rui's eyes. He closed the distance between them, shifting his balled fists into open palms.
Open palm thrusts were more stable than fists because they had one less moving joint across the flow of power. They offered more stability and solidity in the attacks, even if it came at the cost of range, allowing Rui to use the stability to hopefully overcome the slippage effect that had caused his attacks to be negated.
His palms thrust forth with greater facility, each aiming for the torso of clone Rui's body in a direct manner.
WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!
