Justice or Love

"One clean hit. That's it."

12 year old Maxus raised his fist, shifting his feet around to provide as much balance as he could, taking in a deep breath as he steadied his arms, pointing them towards Tony who took his fighting stance as well. "If you can survive 30 seconds, you win." Tony reminds.

"Bring it." Maxus recalled saying as Tony burst forward.

The mentor switched his attack hands mid charge, from a fist to a chop as he swung at Maxus who managed to deflect the first shot, quickly stepping back to dodge another, sidestepping again to avoid a third and was about to have an opening for his own counter attack when Tony kicked, forcing Maxus to back off.

"You can read style changes now. That's an improvement, now try dodging these. Twenty seconds to go." Tony says as he reverted back to his fist, shifting himself towards Maxus who readied another defensive stance.

Tony shot forward, throwing a barrage of jabs that Maxus blocked with his forearm

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