บท 2429: Sloppy

The battle had entered a new phase as the two Martial Artists furiously brawled in close-quarters combat. Their visions stretched deep into the future as they predicted each other's moves one after another.

Their battle extended across the fourth dimension as they fought in the future.

The present was the past as far as both of them were concerned.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!!!

They swung blows at each other.

Yet, they each missed one after another. 

It was as though they were blind men swinging at nothing. 

It was an unfathomable sight.

Incomprehensible.

None of the Masters watching the battle understood what was happening. They simply stared at the two Masters who appeared to be fighting ghosts.

They couldn't even begin to fathom that they were each averting futures that they didn't like, instead adaptively evolving it to suit their needs.

A tug of war for the future of the battle.