Martial Arts Worlds

As Bad Motherfucker's body fell to the ground, Kiernan raised his arm in victory, and a chorus of deafening cheers drowned the sound of his rough breathing.

"Kiernan! Kiernan! Kiernan! Kiernan!"

Cleo and Jock joined in cheering his name with big smiles on their faces.

Lumian and Shiro clapped their hands while their lips stayed tightly shut.

Not because they weren't happy for their master. Quite the opposite, actually. They were thrilled to see him win.

However, seeing his strength really put their own abilities into perspective, and they began to wonder whether that kind of strength was even achievable.

They both believed that they had enough talent to reach Martial King without a doubt, and they had seen Martial Kings fight before.

However, Kiernan's strength as Martial King was truly astonishing, and they wouldn't have been surprised if he was actually Martial Legend.

In that moment, the tournament's organizers came to the arena and handed Kiernan a big trophy of yellowish gold.

At the same moment, a marble pillar rose from the ground, and a statue of Kiernan stood at the top, frozen in Iron Style's defensive stance.

Lastly, they handed him the big check of one million gold, and Kiernan accepted it with a humble smile on his face.

They then faced cameras, and hundreds of cameras flashed at the same time as they took pictures from every possible angle.

After all that was done, he retreated back to his room, and tossed the big check inside his inventory for safekeeping.

'It's done… Now I have some extra money to spend, and next I will have to try my luck in the lottery wheel…'

Kiernan cracked his knuckles.

A short moment later, the door to the room opened up, and Aoi walked in with the students and congratulated him on his victory.

"Where is that big check?"

Jock asked.

He saw him come here with that, but it had suddenly disappeared, and thus he was confused.

"I put it away for safekeeping."

Kiernan said.

'Safekeeping? But where?'

Jock wondered, but he then shrugged his shoulders and looked at the beautiful yellow gold trophy.

It was definitely something that should belong to the champion of the Martial King tournament.

With this victory, Kiernan had debuted in the professional fighting circle by defeating Bad Motherfucker.

His strength proved that he could participate in the World Fighting League and do extremely well.

While Bad Motherfucker wasn't the ace of Berserk Grind, he was still their very reliable second-best fighter.

He was widely considered an extremely tough and strong fighter.

"Shall we go? The victory dinner is on me."

Kiernan picked up the trophy, and as he led them out of the arena, they were greeted with a large crowd that was cheering on his name.

It looked like with his victory, Kiernan had finally solidified his reputation as a true powerhouse, and that would definitely help his dojo reputation-wise.

'It looks like my dojo might get quite busy, especially if the High Kids join my dojo. I cannot waste all this money in the lottery, as I also need to expand my dojo.

'…Hopefully luck is with me today.'

…

The night fell over the city of Montrael.

After having feast over in Eiden Restaurant, the students headed home while Lumian, Kiernan, and Aoi returned to the dojo.

He bid them farewell and escaped into his office for the night.

It was because there were a lot of things to do.

He had already told Xerxus that he was ready to go, and he was going to bring a ship tomorrow to take him to the Downed Prison.

After sitting down on the chair, Kiernan silently looked at the system interface before him, and after taking a deep breath, he pressed on the lottery wheel.

50,000 gold each spin.

Kiernan pulled out the big check from his inventory, and out of nowhere, it got sucked inside the inventory.

[+1,000,000 Gold]

[Gold: 1,301,555]

"…Let's go."

He steeled himself and spun the wheel around and around.

For the next half an hour, the wheel kept spinning, flashing the blue light across the walls of the office.

Kiernan stayed calm despite the fact that he was basically burning money.

"That's it…"

He stopped spinning and placed the last item in the inventory.

His inventory was suddenly so packed that he couldn't fit anything else really in it, but with that last item, he was somewhat pleased.

Kiernan looked at how much money he had remaining and wryly smiled.

[Gold: 801,555]

"500,000 gold gone just like that. So I did ten spins and got ten items. Some of those items won't be any use for me, but I have a couple that could prove to be… useful."

Kiernan didn't want to waste all his money, as he still had his dojo to think about.

In that moment, the door opened somehow, and with his tail wagging, Fen entered the office.

After seeing his father, Fen excitedly jumped on top of the desk and nudged his head against his chest.

"Fen, we are going for a little trip tomorrow."

Kiernan said and patted Fen on the head, which he greatly enjoyed, and let out an excited sound of yip after hearing about the trip.

"It will be dangerous, but I really need your abilities over there. Unfortunately, the Bonded Transference ability won't work there, but that is fine.

"Your Ethereal Bond ability will be essential."

Kiernan said.

"Yip! Yip!"

Fen yipped and looked determined, as if he was going to use all his might to be useful to his father.

'…When I enter the prison, they will put Ability Negating Collar around my neck that will suppress my powers. I would need a key to get rid of that.

'Xerxus said that there are individual keys to every collar, but there is Master Key that belongs to Prison Warden that works on every collar.

'If I could get my hands on that…'

Kiernan scratched Fen behind his ear and then leaned back against the chair's backrest.

There were many things about the prison that even Xerxus didn't know anything about.

It had been about fifty years since the last time he visited the Downed Prison as Fleet Admiral of the Navy.

A lot of things could change in such a long time.