“Bang-bang-bang!” Punches are flying, legs soaring through the air. Raja Kint ducks under a right punch. Swiping his right leg as the righteous girl jumps and swings her right leg like a yoyo. Raja Kint rolled backward. Quickly looking up to see a glowing palm approaching. He takes a step forward, throwing a punch of his own.

“Bang!” Raja Kint was forced to take a step backward. The girl flies away a few yards before landing. Ki snake appears around her leg. Raja Kint begins stepping in place.

“Seems you can’t use full body,” mocks Raja Kint.

“Who wants such an exhausting technique. Besides, I’m being serious now. So don’t fall behind,” she says as the two rush toward each other. Ki snake fangs appear over her hands. Her fingers become claws as her hands glow.

Raja Kint narrowed his eyes as they traded blows. “Pow!” Raja Kint is forced back a step as she presses forward. She goes in for more blows. Raja Kint suddenly feels something is off when his feet are swept from under him. A glowing ki snake fang biting down on his skin.

“Boom.” Raja Kint is smashed into the arena. A kick lands on his side as he flies through the air. He looks up to see the girl a step away with an attack about to launch. He crosses his arms as the girl brings her hands together. Raja Kint felt like he was staring down the deadly attack of a snake. Much like in Julchen City except worse. As now she had no reason to hold back and conserve her strength.

The ki snake opened its mouth wide and bit down on Raja Kint. Swinging him around as it attempted to pierce his skin. Raja Kint could feel how serious the piercing strength was and became curious. Would this attack actually break through his skin? With his crossed arms held by the ki snake’s mouth, he couldn’t do anything except be slammed around as the attack slowly became more piercing. Suddenly, he realized another point of the attack. She’s trying to absorb my ki. When he’s lifted after being slammed he cocks his right leg back as he builds a spiral in his foot. Then kicks forward.

Raja Kint’s shoe explodes as a heatwave-like ki surges forward from his kick. The girl’s eyes widen as she’s hit and forced backward. To Raja Kint’s surprise she didn’t release him. He quickly built up two spirals. “Bang!” She smashes him into the ground. Her ki snake fangs still trying to pierce his skin. When she lifts him he hits her with two spirals.

This time Raja Kint feels a severe weakening in the hold. He transfers ki and overpowers the hold. His arms swing out wide as do the girl’s arms. Raja Kint looks down at his arms to see white marks and indents that are slowly recovering. “Damn that attack is dangerous.”

“Your body is the dangerous one here. I’ve never had anyone be able to break free.” The girl frowns while looking at Raja Kint. Her face was pale with a tint of red. A splotch of coughed-up blood on the ground before her and two lines of blood from her lips.

Raja Kint lightly touches his arms. The feeling of the fangs still present. The kick is weaker than when I use my hands. And by quite a bit too. But a point-blank range hit with no defenses set up did her pretty good. Raja Kint glances at the blood on the ground and her rosy face. Once again my body proves to be a lifesaver. I didn’t think she was this much stronger than what she showed me before. I thought I wouldn’t underestimate people anymore.

His feet lightly tap in place. The girl’s feet lightly slide across the ground like the slithering of a snake. Watching its prey before striking.

“Will you show me that right fist from back then?” asks the girl.

Raja Kint smiles. “I’ll be more than happy to show you.” During the battle of Julchen City Raja Kint’s final attack. Where he used the fist of devastation was cut short. Now there was no one to cut their battle short.

“Swoosh.” They moved toward each other. With a foot’s distance they launched out a multitude of attacks.

A clash of two different fighting styles was taking place.

The girl’s fighting style was a fluid, counter-based fighting style. With her ki snake legs, she was always in a position to easily sway her body out of an otherwise undodgable attack. Coupled with her flexibility, her upper body could bend an extra two fists worth of width in any direction. So punches that would normally hit would miss. Not taking into account the increase in speed and piercing power granted by the ki snake. Along with the pure power increase of her glowing hands. Fighting her simply felt like fighting an elusive snake with super strength.

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Raja Kint’s style was synonymous to a dance. His feet swiftly gliding across the ground. His insane reflexes gifted him the ability to seemingly smoothly react to any attack thrown his way. The way he swiftly enters a blind spot. The way he can draw your eyes to an attack while sending another attack in the shadows. He fights extremely aggressively so you always feel as if you’re the one on the backfoot. All of these aspects contribute to an aggressive dance. Where he takes you to the floor and then moves too fast for you to keep up. Using moves too technical for you to replicate. The way he speeds up certain moves to where your eyes can barely perceive then slow down and speed up again. Leaving you confused in every regard possible. Unable to pinpoint an area where you can contend. Leaving you feeling as though you were outclassed the entire time.

Yet, with their different fighting styles. They were clashing in an all-out brawl. That constantly moved across the arena.

Raja Kint takes a step back. “Fwoosh.” A claw piercing the area his throat just was. In kind he sends a quick right uppercut beneath the piercing claw. The girl swayed her body to the right. The punch missing by just a single fist’s width.

Raja Kint quickly repositioned while thinking. Fuck her teacher for teaching her so well. Anyone else would’ve already lost to me. Yet, she’s able to hold on so long. Damnit, I may need to beat his ass for this annoyance.

The girl sends a whipping leg kick that Raja Kint blocks. Why are his reflexes so damn good? He not only dodges any attack. If I somehow set up a sequence perfectly he can still soundly block it. Plus, I can’t even do the same sequence twice he adapts so fast. Not only that. The flexibility I have is being diminished at a ridiculously fast pace. Every punch he throws is inching closer. I would’ve preferred if he took the route of overextending. But he’s keeping himself solid while not sacrificing when he deems sacrificing his balance is not worth it. I hate to admit it but he’s genuinely strong. I can’t think of a way to win. At this rate I’ll lose without ever finding even a slight opening!

“Swoosh!” Raja Kint’s punch misses by only half a fist’s width. He quickly pulls his body back while sending out a left straight to disrupt her rhythm. She sends her piercing claw. “Pow.” Both attacks being knocked away. Raja Kint follows right after with a right hook. The girl sways forward. Drawing Raja Kint’s vision downward. Her right leg reaches up from behind her. Showcasing her flexibility she sends a straight kick with her right leg.

Raja Kint’s eyes narrow as he moves to the right. The kick sails past his left shoulder. He grabs her right leg. Then notices her left leg kicking toward his head from an angle. He releases the right leg and drops down. He sends out a low kick. The girl puts her hands forward to use the momentum from the kick when a heatwave-like ki emerges. The girl is completely forced off balance while mid-air. Her mind ringing alarm bells when a heavy force whacks her back. Then a foot enters her vision, kicking her backward as a fist connects with her midsection.

“Boom!” Raja Kint punches her to the arena's edge.

“Koff, Koff.” Blood sprayed out of her mouth.

Raja Kint sends his right fist down as a heatwave ki emerges. Pressing into the girl’s body as she writhes underneath.

Raja Kint releases his fist as the girl lays on the ground. Raja Kint sees her ki techniques not dispersed and prepares to punch her into the arena.

“I quit,” a soft voice came from the girl’s lips.

Raja Kint looks at her blank-faced for a moment.

A clear voice sounded out, “Raja Kint is the winner.”

Raja Kint exhales as the girl stands up. Dispersing her ki techniques and walks out. Raja Kint turns to walk out as well. She certainly wasn’t half bad. He enters into his section with the other fighters and closes his eyes. Even though he didn’t use a full three spirals. Even with his ever-increasing control over his ki. He truly felt this battle had drained him more than the battle royale.

Elsewhere, Exochos Kint smiled. “Seems we’ve made it to the top eight.” His eyes swiveled to the standings. The slots for the top eight didn’t go any higher. So he was quite curious what the top eight would be doing differently for picking opponents.

Once the top eight were determined the two boys left the arena. Meeting everyone else they headed back to their house. Arriving there Raja Kint went to his room to recover some more. The two boys spent the two days silently by themselves. Recovering and reviewing everything from the competition so far.

Somewhere else, Josho Fenix is surrounded by a few kids when one of them says.

“That dude who crashed your party is pretty strong. Making it into the top eight basically guarantees him a spot in a power.”

Someone else chimes in, “With how strong he seems I don’t think we’ve seen his full strength. I didn’t think it before but he might win the whole competition.”

A girl chuckles. “He’s only a dark horse. How often do dark houses win over the favorites of an event? Making it into the top four would be a real feat. Especially with this year.”

A boy says, “If he meets you we already know who would win.”

The girl narrows her eyes. “Who?”

“Enough. What do these things matter? I didn’t sit with you lot to discuss this competition. I have other things to talk about with you.”