Swoop! Swing! Retreat! Advance!
Lette's hands radiated purple light, his entire figure moving rapidly and swinging his fists with speed.
His movements were so fast that he created countless afterimages. These shadows followed his real body to punch, delivering hundreds of thousands of strikes in just one second!
Swooping Hook! Swooping Straight Punch! Swooping Belly Punch! Holy Counterattack! Jabbing Punch!
"Come on, let's swing together!"
Lette frantically pounded on the Gate of Truth, the sound of impact echoing loudly, like a string of firecrackers.
Though the Gate of Truth was a phantom, the Illusion Purple Gloves in Lette's hands were an existence between the illusory and the real.
Through this thin veil of gloves, Lette wildly assailed the Gate of Truth!
Faced with such a fierce onslaught, the Gate of Truth continuously gathered runes, attempting to piece together a powerful and targeted Power of Concept to break the current situation.
