Sage
Training
Posts: 43
Power Level: 11,933
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Post by Sage on Feb 24, 2017 11:34:41 GMT -6
Watching Wasabi get thrown back Sage would land softly and walk towards the fellow Makyo-Jin.
"I will show you what you should do as a trump card when faced with a stronger opponent. Goad them into using Ki attacks and then pull out everything."
Sage would raise his arms as his muscles flexed. His fists gripped tightly, his aura swirling around him with some static. His eyes opening wide just long enough for his brows to curve inwards as he let out a yell into the sky, pulsating energy erupting from his body as he stood straight as a board screaming into the sky. Rocks floating around before being utterly destroyed by his aura. He'd grit his teeth chocking down his scream into a growling seeth. Hunching himself over a bit before extending all his limbs, exploding into a mass of muscle making him taller even. His skin turning a darker red and his eyes completely white. The sudden explosion of power would upheave huge splinters of earth and rock.
"Then when they unleash their ki you take it, burst straight through and punish them for being foolish enough to fall into your trap using this form. Make them regret not knowing a Makyo-jins true power."
Arch Makyo-jin: 17,899 Combined with True Form: 22,373
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Wasabi
Graduated
Lean green fighting machine~!
Posts: 245
Power Level: 100,000
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Post by Wasabi on Feb 24, 2017 13:53:41 GMT -6
At Sage's mention of a trump card, Wasabi would rise to his feet, eager to see what it was. He felt his air stand on end as the air was charged with electricity. As Sage began to power up, Wasabi braced himself, the roar of ki almost knocking him back down to the ground.
'So much p-pressure.'
It was all Wasabi could do to not pass out from the sheer weight of energy that poured off of Sage. And even then the older Makyan wasn't finished. He ascended even further, rocks and wind whipping ablut wildly, the elements bowing to his strength. Still Wasabi clung on. Even as flecks of dirt flew into his face blinding him. He would witness this. When Sage finisjed transforming Wasabi would stare in awe, stars in his eyes. His grin broadened, until it stretched ear to ear.
"Don't worry . . . they wi~ll."
He grinned still as the color drained from his vision and his strength left him; even as he toppled forward into the Makyo-jins chest barely conscious. The Namekians could hold onto their traditions, the Saiyans could keep their pride, and the Ice-jin could remain stuck up. He was a Makyo-Jin and the other races would soon know their strength.
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Sage
Training
Posts: 43
Power Level: 11,933
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Post by Sage on Feb 26, 2017 11:32:17 GMT -6
Sage would let out a long breath as he powered down again catching Wasabi with an extended arm, side stepping his fall. He'd hoist him onto a shoulder with a smirk and take him back to the tournament grounds to sit in a healing tank.
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