“Cold water makes him a girl, hot water makes him a boy — the world's greatest martial artist with two bodies.”
Creates a massive tornado by clashing the opponent's heated ki against his own cool ki. A fight of aura differentials, not raw power.
A barrage of fist-strikes trained by snatching chestnuts from a fire barehanded. The punches become too fast to see.
Triggered when his extreme cat phobia breaks his sanity. He fights like a cat — uncontrollable, but the destructive output is off the charts.
On the outside, pure bravado — the greatest martial artist in the world. On the inside, one cat away from a breakdown, and tongue-tied around anyone he actually cares about. Bravado and sincerity coexist in him: getting stronger isn't his goal, it's how he proves his identity. He fights the hand his father dealt him, but ends up adapting it on his own terms.