For the first time since the fight began, his essence flow stuttered.
The tattoo flared violently, lines twisting out of alignment before snapping back into place. Blueback stumbled, coughing blood, eyes wide with shock.
"You touched the circuit," Blueback said hoarsely. "How?"
Lin Mu withdrew his hand.
"I simply followed the path," he replied calmly. "Your technique is layered, but it is still a technique."
The audience exploded into noise.
"He stopped him with two fingers!"
"Did he just disable the regeneration?"
Blueback steadied himself, wiping blood from his mouth. Instead of fear, his expression shifted into something closer to excitement.
"So you saw it," he said, laughing weakly. "Good. I was hoping someone would after all this time."
He straightened his posture, rolling his shoulders.
The tattoo on his back began to glow brighter, the blue light deepening into something almost azure.
