Martial Arts Worlds

"T-The moon is gone?"

Everyone came out of their shacks and saw that the moon was somehow gone.

They turned to Kiernan for an explanation as they saw him do something, and the next thing that happened was the moon's disappearance.

"Better now, yeah?"

Kiernan asked.

"W-What did you do?"

Alpha asked curiously.

"I just turned off the moon for a night."

Kiernan said with a chuckle.

The children gasped.

It was quite hilarious to him seeing those innocent faces so surprised and amazed by his little trick.

He didn't actually turn off the moon. He wasn't a God. All he did was make a quite big umbrella over this entire forest.

Behind the umbrella, the moon still existed in the sky, shining over the land like always, but for those inside the forest, it seemed like it had indeed turned off.

"…I'll be going away for a while in a couple of days, and when I return back to Montrael, I will return for your answer.

"If you want something more for everyone here. If you want to become someone. If you want me to become your master, think about my suggestion."

Kiernan said, patted Alpha on the shoulder, and then left through the open gate, leaving behind the small village.

Alpha and the rest of the kids watched him go, and they then surrounded the bonfire to discuss the suggestion.

…

The second day of the King of the Martial tournament started with fireworks exploding across the bright sky.

People crowded the arena, and the banging of the drums filled the air.

Du-Dum! Du-Dum! Du-Dum!

On the large screen, the faces of the fighters of the first semifinal were displayed for everyone to see.

[Semifinals - Kiernan Hunter vs. Formula Vin]

Through the open doors, the two fighters entered a blizzard arena with bone-chilling cold seeping into their bones.

The snow fell down from the sky in thick sheets, making it nearly impossible to see in front of them.

Without hesitation, Kiernan covered his body with Black Qi, and the coldness disappeared instantly.

The Qi worked to defend against physical attacks but also against heat and cold.

"FIGHT!"

A voice sounded, and the match officially started with a whistle blow that rang in everyone's ears.

BA-DUMP! BA-DUMP! BA-DUMP!

The sound of heartbeats echoed throughout the arena. It was loud. It was like that sound was right beside everyone's ears.

In the middle of the blizzard, Formula's skin turned a deep shade of crimson as his heart beat hard and loud like an engine ready to explode.

"Harder! Faster! Stronger!"

Formula banged his chest like a gorilla would, and his strong heartbeat increased the flow of blood pumping through his veins.

It made him warmer and thus offered greater protection against the cold.

Tap! Tap!

In that moment, Kiernan strolled through the blizzard without any trouble and came across the crimson-skinned man.

"Your power is darkness, isn't that right? Well, my power is more of a physical type. It is not as flashy as yours, but it gets the job done."

Formula said with a grin.

In that moment, he made his martial soul flow more strength into his body, and while being a Middle Stage Martial King, his strength neared that of High Stage.

"Physical-Type, Perfect Body Control. I can tell my body what to do, and it will do it. I can make it do whatever I say!"

Formula said with a grin.

"Is that so?"

Kiernan took the Iron Style stance, and at that moment, he dashed forward with Void Step, flashing through the blizzard like a bolt of lightning.

"Drilling Hands!"

Formula's hands started spinning like drills, and soon, his arms all the way to the shoulders were rotating around like drills.

He jumped ahead and stabbed his drilling hands towards the running Kiernan.

With flowing hands, Kiernan parried his drilling hands with perfect accuracy and swiftly made his way to Formula.

"Mastered Iron Style, Rendering Edge!"

There was only one weakness in Formula's drilling hands, and it was his elbows, as they were the only part of his body that wasn't quite rotating as much as the rest.

He found that weakness immediately and exploited it!

"Well, shit!"

Formula said with a grin.

"Mastered Iron Style, Iron Smash!"

The fist rocked Formula's chest, dented it like a hammer against a thin steel plate, and sent him flying backwards in a spray of blood and spittle.

[-750 HP]

[HP: 250]

"Cough!"

Formula landed back on his feet, and after wiping the blood from his mouth, he ordered his body to heal itself.

The dent returned back to normal, his ribs got healed, and his internal bleeding stopped suddenly.

"You aren't using your powers? Why not?"

Formula asked.

"…Iron Style is my power."

Kiernan said, and then he hooked his leg behind Formula's head before slamming his head straight down to the snow ground.

CRACK!

The ground cracked hard.

"Mastered Iron Style, Reversal Taekwondo…"

Kiernan took a deep breath, moved his hands fluidly in front of him, and then unleashed a devastating blow towards Formula's chest.

"Mastered Iron Style, King Kung Fu!"

The blow sent Formula sprawling across the ground, and in the black wristwatch, his health dropped to zero.

He could do nothing but laugh in pain, and then, he ordered his body to heal once again, but with his health being zero, he lost the match.

The crowd cheered loudly.

"Ah man… I lost."

Formula sat up, patted off the snow from his clothes, and stood up with a wry smile.

"Without the health points, I don't think I could've defeated you as quickly. Your power to some might seem rather simple, but it sure is powerful."

Kiernan said.

"Oh, well, thank you. It means a lot coming from the prodigy, Kiernan Hunter."

With a chuckle, Formula tipped his top hat and headed out of the arena with his chin held high and his hand waving to his fans.

'He is a smart man. I am sure even with health points he could've put up quite a bit of a fight, but he doesn't like revealing his trump cards on live television.'

Kiernan chuckled and headed back to his room.

With this, he was officially in the finals of the King of the Martial tournament and only one win away from a one million gold reward.