Jojo Stand Catch

That first punch, JoJo knew it missed him. It was as though a phantom force continued an inch past the bat man's fist. He focused. He stopped seeing with his eyes. Remember his training... He resolved himself into a serene pose and sensed.

And he sensed it.

A specter hovered behind the back of the bat man. Its movements matched the bat man's, but its reach extended his slightly. That was how the bat man's punch had connected even though JoJo avoided it by an inch!

His eyes opened. He knew not what this "punch ghost" was, but if he could sense it, he could fight it. The bat man was already mid-lunge, a haymaker levied for the chin, the ghost one inch ahead of his fist.

JoJo hooked a clawed hand forward. Not for the bat man's fist, but for the ghost's—and he caught it. The attack slid past his face harmlessly and the bat man staggered into an undefended position.

"Force... Bare Knuckle... Corkscrew!"

His fist traveled into the stern, well-defined chin of the bat man, a chin somehow familiar. A direct, devastating blow. The point of impact jerked the bat man's head to the side, no recovery this time. He pitched forward into the bat-mobile's carriage and plowed into a shrieking Bulma. Bulma's frenetic motions deactivated the bat-magnet. The vehicles disconnected and swerved in opposite directions.

- Voeltz Round 1B