Being taken off his feet wasn’t enough to injure him, just derail him temporarily and with the grace of a cat Hwoarang landed on the floor in a crouch sliding back a few feet. He was back up in an instant, however along with his fists and he went for Dante again, “you got nothing else important to say, so put up or shut up!” If the other wanted to damage him he’d have to do a hell of a lot better than that wimpy move! With Hwoarang’s fists flying now he wasn’t giving a single inch one of these bad boys would connect eventually, even this guy couldn’t dodge in a hallway like this forever.