Dimensional Descent

Leonel punched out, his action being followed by a sharp whistling sound. He could feel the wind stacking up against knuckles, his punching speed too fast for the particles to get out of the way any faster. If he pushed just a measure faster, he was certain that he'd be able to shatter the sound barrier, a feat that would be shocking considering the fact that this was an Eighth Dimensional world.

With a thought, a clone of Leonel appeared, however the original Leonel didn't use it immediately. Instead, he continued filling it to the brim with solid Spatial Force, making it harder and more robust.

Then, without moving an inch, Leonel allowed the clone punch him with all the force it could muster.

BANG!

The sound reached Leonel long after the punch landed on his chest. Vicious winds kicked up and his hair was sent flying backward with such force that it even looked as though it wanted to rip away from his scalp.

As usual, Leonel's hair grew a great deal after practicing his Metal Body, but even so, he had long since cut it down to size once more. Even still, the effects were so exaggerated.

However, Leonel didn't move a single inch.

His skin seemed to ripple with a formless energy and with a BANG!, the clone he had taken so long to form shattered into pieces before his eyes, unable to withstand the strike at all.

nodded lightly

to build a clone, its strength wasn't something that could be casually dealt with. In fact, it was probably much stronger than his previous self. And yet, it couldn't even withstand hitting Leonel

but they had a certain offensive quality to

by outsmarting her. Considering how many decades of training she had under Anastasia and Wise Star Order, it was doubtful that he would be able to replicate this

only reflect a portion of an enemy's strike relying solely on the

the flexibility of his newly constructed body and his absolute control over every aspect himself, even does to the individual

to redirect the flow of energy that collided

Aura, to redirect the force he

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Force or attack, Leonel could only do so with physical attacks.

ultimately blunt in his eyes. If one

like he could physical attacks, he could still convert whatever impact they had against him into a physical output so long as they

Leonel returned to his

feel as though he was wreathed in a halo constantly,

also seemed to exude its own pale violet light, he looked to be far more like a Spiritual