《In-game Item Storekeeper》Chapter 62 - Kharazim VS Shang (Diablo III)
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Leah: What are you guys doing here?
Leah says when she enters the area where Kharazim and Shang are sparing while the other two watching as audience.
????: You have come at the right time. They just finish their warm-up.
The orange haired muscular woman says while sitting besides the woman in armor.
Leah: Warm-up? What happened between Kharazim and Shang?
Leah looks at the location where Kharazim and Shang are standing a few meters apart from each other.
Armored Woman: Shang asked Kharazim for a spar and they went for an hour. Shang wasn’t happy with the spar, saying Kharazim wasn’t sparring seriously. Kharazim agreed to another spar and that’s where you come in.
The woman in armor answers Leah’s question.
Muscular Woman: My bets are on the monk. What about you?
The muscular woman turns to the armored woman.
Armored Woman: I don’t gamble but I have faith in Miss Leah’s friend.
Muscular Woman: So bets are one-to-one. What about you, Leah?
Leah:...Shang. Wait... Are you guys not going to stop them?
Muscular Woman: If there is a need, I and Johanna will step in. Right, Johanna?
Johanna:....
Johanna is silent as she is watching the airs which are surrounding Shang and Kharazim closely.
Leah: But Sonya…
Sonya: Alright, quiet down, girl. They are starting.
Sonya says as she notices Johanna’s silence and looks at the same direction where she is looking.
Both Shang and Kharazim takes one step forward and they started to vanish into thin air before reappearing again where they are close to hit each other.
Kharazim’s punches come into Shang’s view and Shang diverts the quick attacks using his palms and backs of his hand wrists.
There is a storm of punches and palms exchanged between Shang and Kharazim in a speed where Leah finds it hard to follow with her eyes.
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Shang could feel the tiny shocks as he diverts the attacks.
Shang’s thoughts: Combining the Fists of Thunder with the Way of the Hundred Fists? I knew it when he wasn’t serious with the previous spar.
While Shang is thinking, Kharazim is thinking differently.
Kharazim’s thoughts: Hmm…? This is...
Kharazim knows Shang is strong in martial arts and avoids using Spirit in the previous spar but that was discovered by Shang who requested for another spar.
Kharazim hopes to end the second spar with a draw by paralyzing Shang’s arms with Lightning Fist. It appears things will not go the way he wants.
Shang’s hands seems to be protected by a layer energy which is similar to the Spirit which he uses to activate Fists of Thunder
Diverting the punches, Shang glides into the storm of punches with his footwork before going for Kharazim’s chest with a palm strike.
Kharazim is no amateur to detecting movements. When Shang goes for his chest, Kharazim changes his fist to palms, creating a wave of energy with appearing symbols to divert Shang’s palm strike.
Shang’s thoughts: Crippling Wave!?
Shang immediately uses his footwork to move back before his hand is caught in the wave and flips backwards to create a distance between him and Kharazim.
Shang: Whew… That was close.
Kharazim:....
Kharazim did not expect Shang to escape his Crippling Wave which rarely avoided by monsters which he killed.
Kharazim ponders for a while and then notices Shang who prepares to go for another round
Shang: Should we continue?
Kharazim: ... No, I believe it is enough. If we go on, we will be attracting monsters into cellars by the noises we made.
If not for Kharazim’s reminder, Shang has totally forgotten that they are still in hostile environment.
Shang: Yes, I agree we should stop here. Thank you for the spar.
Shang bows down.
Kharazim: it’s a pleasure to spar with you.
Kharazim bows down in return.
Once they are done with the greetings, Sonya stands up.
Sonya: That's it? So who won?
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