With a twitch of leg muscle, Gunwoo ran across the sand, feeling the warm grains shifting beneath his feet, and ran so fast that dust kicked up in his wake, obscuring him from view.
With his fist in front of him, he drove it towards Arturo with all the force he could muster and thought that it would hit, but it was deftly dodged at the last second.
Arturo turned around, wanting to counterattack, but Gunwoo ran to a safe distance away so that his attacks wouldn't reach him.
Swoosh!
Immediately after, Gunwoo ran straight back at him, and this time around, brought his whole body down low in a fast and powerful tackle.
Arturo sidestepped the tackle, and he gritted his teeth as there was no chance for him to make a move.
'Even with sand below his feet, he is so fucking fast. I wonder how crazy fast he would be on solid ground!'
Arturo steeled himself in a karate stance and rooted his feet into the sand.
'A karateka? A nice stance. I don't see any visible weaknesses in his form.'
