[Grey Fox]

"You're certainly full of techniques, and powerful in your own right."
Neblim snapped to guard, this had to be a distraction so he had to protect against another crack fist/foot.
"But Hokuto Shin Ken cannot be defeated."
Neblim met his opponents eyes again and watched as he began hopping up and down in a natural unstructured rhythm that Neblim followed with a tapping of his left.
Ta-TaTaTa-TaTaTa-Ta-Ta-Ta
"I don't need to defeat you"
Ta-TaTaTa-TaTaTa-Ta-Ta-Ta
"I only need to fight you."
Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-Ta-TaTaTaTa-Ta-Ta
"Your defeat comes at the hands of another, this won't be over quickly."
Neblim's response was a flurry of jabbing and sweeping kicks.
He brought his defense up and blocked the odd sweep and re-directed a few jabs but other wise the strikes struck all of the non-essential points, all of the undefended points. Neblim focused his Mana again for another support spell, he couldn't reply on the hosts level of geomancy this far into the fight anymore. Instead he took what seemed to be about the hundredth kick, he hadn't been counting. Neblim accepted the kick to his leg and leaned forwards to let it left him head over heels, but graciously so. He angled his roll as he gathered a burst of low level wind energy into his left fist compressing the air into a dense ball then slammed his right hand to grab Kenshiro's right arm as he rolled to the side of him and then fired the air projectile point blank into the back of the exposed elbow.