45th summer 513AV Xi stood in his training room a practice dummy in-front of him is left and right arms raised up infront of him his hair hanging behind him loosely with a sheen of sweat rolling down his bare back and chest his left fist darted out and struck the dummy with speed and ferocity. His hand going from half open to snapping closed tight to help with the speed of the punch. His right hand however hung back acting like a power charger his fist closed and ready to strike when the time came. Three more jabs. Two...One...NOW! Xi let his right hand fly like an isur's hammer striking the training dummy in-front of hi hard enough to knock it over a few feet away from him. Xi stepped back closer to it, pressing his foot at the edge of it's base and snapping it up to a full standing position. Xi then switched his stance changing from a standard to a reverse. His left arm hung back this time acting like a power charger. Still too weak..Far too weak... Xi snapped out his right and letting his fingers close as it got close each time acting like a snapping jab. Xi let his hand close tightly upon impact. Then after several jabs brought his left arm across like a anvil. again knocking the dummy over but not quite as far as his right hand had. Xi's boot pressed into the wood work snapping the dummy back up again. Xi took a slow breath and this time thought it might be a good idea to practice from something he'd been neglecting. Xi brought his djed to fruition with in him pulling it around into his shoulder muscles and his left arms bicep and tricep along side his forearm muscles. His hands raised in a boxing stance. Xi then began a furious set of unloads upon the dummy each one snapping with lightning speed and enough strength to let the dummy wobble back and fort upon impact. His right arm hanging back like a stored and charged up rocket. In the flash of an instant though that all changed as he brought his djed back across his shoulders into his forearm muscles and upper arm muscles to snap his fist out and hammer that dummy like izurdin's hammer. The blow impacting the dummy hard enough for the wood to creak and the dummy to fly back into the wall at the other end of the room...It was onyl after he'd sent the dummy flying he'd noticed the creak of the door and the foot steps walking towards him. |