As I focus on braking the illusion while looking down at my body, a figure moves into close range creating a shadow near me. The moment I release myself from it's hold, I notice an arm that has extended and is soaring towards my face in an arching fashion. My eyebrows exclaim the shock of the incoming attack but my body remains fluid and controlled. As my eyes focus on the incoming arched blow, it sees the muscles along the forearm tightening up, the wrist locking into place to increase the potency of the blow. As the fingers of the hand tighten indicating a slap born to collide with the left side of my face, in an almost reflex manner I thrust my left hand upwards to intercept and grab your wrist. My hand parries your blow and locks onto your wrist as you instantly continue with your momentum.I continuously evalute you through my own 3T sharingan. The moment that I notice that you are about to break the genjutsu, I quickly act and start towards you. Subtle so that you would hesitate to know what I am doing. Instantly as we are in short range, I take my right hand and slap you in the face, striking you on your left cheek. With the same momentum while my bodies central gravity is shifted towards my left side, I spin and follow up a kick to the stomach with my left leg. Performing a round house kick to the middle section of your stomach.
My eyes remain focused on you the whole time, noticing the slight slack you now give to your knee joints to which allows the force you have gained to go downwards to give you the spring you need against the ground. Seeing your neck muscles stretch on one side indicating which direction you are going, with your shoulders and hips arching with it show me the direction in which you are deciding to spring at. As I see you put the pressure on your outside leg my mind has all it needs to make a prediction of what direction and what action you will take. The moment you pivot to launch up in the air to administer the kick, I take full use of the lack of balance/centre of gravity you have while spinning. As you give up your balance for momentum and force, I rapidly tug on the right hand that attempted to strike me with my left hand. The rapid yanking sensation in mid-air, rotation and force will make you have no control of your movements, let alone anticipate my movements. As your body crashes downwards, I use your arm as leverage pulling it in a tug-of-war fashion to spring over you with my feet first and right arm protecting my chest in a variated dynamic entry position with my knees bent to counter unique movement. My eyes keep sharp watch of your body as I move and with my free right hand I gently shove the back of your head sending you crashing to the floor. I land on the floor behind you then shiver in fear and rub the side of my face. "Man, that was going to be a sore slap."
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