At Grandmaster Ye's mansion…"Jon is determined to participate in his town's tournament…" Grandmaster Ye frowned and stroked his green beard. "The risks for that are high…""Shall I persuade him not to sign up for it?" General Hui proposed.After a moment of silence, Grandmaster Ye replied, "Help him in whatever way you can. You have the Ye family's entire armament at your disposal.""Yes, Grandmaster Ye," General Hui bowed then took his leave.Grandmaster Ye squinted his eyes, "This will be a good test to determine if he really is fit to inherit the Ye family's wealth…"He then walked to his study room to compile the details of his business. ---"Are you really taking part in the tournament?" Melissa asked with wide eyes and a shaky voice.Jon nodded, "I must do it for the sake of my parents."Melissa was hesitant, "What about yourself? What about your…""I will take care of myself," Jon interrupted. He then took hold of her hand, "I hope you will support me in my decision."Melissa
Clang, clang, clang…In the woods, Jon trained while wearing his armor so that he could adapt to it. Although the additional weight slowed him down, he still could move quickly.Huff, huff, huff…"I need to make sure that I maintain my energy levels." He wiped off the perspiration on his forehead using the back of his hand. To ensure he could last till the end of the tournament, he trained his up stamina by running long distances. The day before the tournament, Jon rested well and ate nutritious food that would provide him with energy. Since he had trained hard the past three months, he wanted to be in his best shape for the tournament. Thud, thud, thud…As he meditated on the boulder next to an empty field, he heard Master Hui's footsteps.Jon opened his eyes."Tomorrow is the tournament," his mentor began. "You have trained hard and well. I wish you all the best."Jon stood up then bowed, "Thank you, Master Hui."His mentor took out a metal box with green stars engraved on it.
Bam, bam, bam…Clang, clang, clang…The sound of the participants fighting against each other echoed in the air. Jon's opponent swung a nunchuck on each of his hand over and under his shoulders while Jon unsheathed his sword. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …Shing, shing, shing… Jon blocked the nunchucks swung toward him. His opponent abruptly swung his leg to the side.Bam!While Jon stumbled sideways, his opponent charged toward him. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…Jon recovered just in time to block the attacks. Ah!Jon swung his sword at his opponent's leg and left a gash. His opponent immediately cried out in pain. Jon repeatedly spun and kicked his leg toward his opponent's face. Bam, bam, bam…His opponent fell backward on the ground but struggled to stand up. One… two…By the third count, his opponent was on his feet. Jon charged toward his competitor while holding his sword to his side. Shing!Jon seized the opportunity to slash his opponent's waist. Whoosh!His opponent shielded
"Volcanic Ash!"Red hot dust particles suddenly appeared in front of Raphael's opponent. Cough, cough, cough…He grabbed the opportunity to retrieve his saber and stab his competitor in the chest. Slash!His competitor fell face down on the ground. One… two… three…Ding, ding, ding!Raphael emerged victorious for the round. He quickly made his way backstage to rest. Upon seeing Raphael walking toward him, Jon went back to his allocated waiting room. "It is best for me to keep a distance from Raphael," he thought to himself. Jon's injuries from the first round were almost completely healed. "I will put some bandages just in case."He took sips of water and eat a banana to boost his energy. In the waiting room, he could hear the tournament's emcee entertaining the spectators. "Who will be the winner of the 100 000 cash grand prize?"---"Fighting that chubby guy was such a pain," Raphael cursed as he changed his battle dress. Fortunately, he had brought an extra set. He then qu
"Star Burst!"Green balls of fire surrounded Jon's opponent and burst like fireworks.She loudly laughed in a cynical way, "Your energy attacks will not work on me!"Jon was shocked, "How is that possible?"He continued fending off her close combat attacks using his energy sword. "Maybe my plant-based techniques will work," he decided to try another technique. "Plant Bomb!"Many green leaves appeared directly below the man-hating fighter and tightly wrapped themselves around her. "What is this?" she was unable to move even an inch. Jon made use of the opportunity to stab his personalized sword at his opponent. However, the sword could not injure her. "It is no use," she smirked. "I am resistant to metal." She calmly launched an attack to free herself, "Metal Spikes."The metallic spikes on her clothes enlarged and pierced the leaves surrounding her. The leaves immediately broke into pieces. "Enough playing around," she frowned. "Metal Squash."A gigantic piece of metal appeare
One… Two… Jon's opponent stood up. He was shocked, "How did she survive that attack?""I will not be defeated by a man!" she yelled as she launched another terrifying attack. "Bot Attack!"Several metal robots the size of dolls appeared and ran toward Jon. Their hands were substituted with metal blades. "Stellar Forest!"Wooden stakes rapidly shot up from the ground. However, several of the bots dodged them. Jon had to fight them off using energy attacks. "Nuts and Bolts!"The metal robots gathered together and transformed into a giant robot. Shing, shing, shing…Jon repeatedly jumped and flipped his body to dodge the robot's attacks.Ding, ding, ding…Just as the giant robot was about to strike Jon, the bell indicating the end of the match rang. "All participants, please stand in a row in front of the podium," the emcee spoke loudly into the microphone. "Participants who continue launching attacks will be disqualified."Jon's opponent swore, "I was so close to defeating him."S
While Melissa was pondering about her next steps, an elderly cleaner with a backstage pass walked by. "Why did I not pay attention during my imitation classes?" Melissa grumbled to herself. She then sighed, "I wish I put in the effort to learn shapeshifting…"Next, she slumped her shoulders and crossed her arms, "If only knocking out a person and wearing their clothes for disguise is as easy as what the movies make it out to be." After some thought, she became even more jaded, "Or if secretly stalking someone into a room was so simple…"Just then, she came up with a better idea. "I could simply call Jon and ask him to let me in!" she slapped her forehead. Rrr…Jon answered the phone before the first ring ended."Mel, are you outside of the backstage?" He had been anxiously waiting for Melissa."Yes, I do not have a backstage pass so I cannot enter it." Jon nodded with understanding."I cannot fetch you since I need to guard my room…" he started. "I can request the security guard
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…The air around Jon within the force field was stirring furiously. "I need to find a way to get out of here or I may suffocate," Jon panicked. He flew away from the air that was eddying around him. Whoosh!The troupe member sent a crescent-shaped gust of wind toward Jon. It directly hit him and he was pushed back, toward the spectators' seats. Buzz!An invisible forcefield was activated after Jon had hit it. He dropped onto the ground. One… Two…The jury slammed his hand on the ground. Jon struggled as he slowly stood up.He flew back to the ring he was assigned to. Whoosh!The troupe member shot a strong stream of air toward Jon. "Stellar Forest!"Wooden stakes immediately rose from the ground, protecting him from the attack. Boom, boom, boom…Jon finally had a chance to counterattack using green balls of fire.Whoosh!With the sweep of an arm, a gust of wind immediately put out the balls of fire Jon had shot. "This guy is indeed a highly skilled mas