Five years ago, young adult's martial arts championship tournament.
"Just remember your training, son!" Corey Daring's dad is next to him in the ring.
"I-I-I don't know if I can do this father… Frankly, I thought I was coming here to watch the show, and not take part in it."
His father is the CEO of AMC media corporation, and laughs at his sons response. "Heh, foolish little child. I've been training you since you were five to defend yourself. However, I need to be sure…"
Corey Daring is thirteen years old and the referee comes up to him and opens the cage. "Come on… talk to your daddy after losing the match."
The referee brings Corey into the room. A small boy with a zebra stripped outfit screams at the top of his lungs.
"AAHHHH! The Zebra shall prevail! The Zebra shall prevail!"
Corey laughs immediately causing the Zebra to snort at him. This is one of the new wrestlers in the new league of wrestlers. However, when he sees Corey laughing he charges.
"The Zebra shall not lose, and why are you laughing at me jerk!"
Corey can only shrug his shoulders. "You realize how ridiculous you look, right? What do you expect me to do?"
"Heh… lose like everyone else! The Zebra shall become famous and win the championship prize!" He then charges towards Corey who moves to the side.
In just a second, the zebra slams into the fence and bounces onto the floor.
With some mercy, Corey walks over to him and tries to help him up. "Here… do you need a hand, Zebra?"
The man snickers before he gets up to his feet and then lashes out a kick at Corey. A second later, though, Corey dodges to the side and then lashes out with a kick.
"Boom!"
The Zebra goes flying into the fence before he drops down. Blood starts dying his costume red, and he looks like he was just hunted by a lion.
The referee can only gulp and walk up to Corey and hoist up his arm.
"Winner, Corey—"
"I quit… the Zebra wins," Corey says somewhat sure of himself.
"But… but are you sure… you just took out the top seed." The referee somewhat reluctantly lets go of Corey's hand before he walks over towards his dad.
"You see, I told you this was stupid." Corey crosses his arms before his dad pats him on the back.
"Heh… just wanted to make sure your training was put to good use son. Now, shall we go buy you some popcorn?"
Corey immediately smiles and runs over to his dad. "Dad, you do have a heart!"
"Sometimes, son, sometimes," He replies and watches his son exit the cage, "Well, if you ever decide to give up gaming, you might make a really good fighter."
He sighs watching his son pull out his cell phone and start playing a game by Sanctuary Studious.
….
Back to the present,
Corey is currently up against the eight, seven armed swords men.
He only has a bamboo blade and dodges the onslaught of the countless hands.
"Heh, this isn't too hard!"
He casually blocks with his saber to the left as the pressure pushes him back. With little choice, he lets go of the bamboo sword as it breaks in half.
"Boom!"
In this situation, Corey can hardly use his lessons in jujitsu. He has no choice but to dodge hoping they will hit each other.
56 arms barrel towards him constantly as he moves left and right avoiding the blades.
It seems as though he is going to get hit all the time, but he constantly uses the [steps of the lotus lake] to narrowly navigate the furious attacks. Luckily, one of the blades finally gets stuck in the floor.
"This is mine now!" He smiles and whips his foot into the arm of the man.
A second later he picks up the sword.
His foot twists in the air before the swords sweep towards him, and he finds himself leaping back towards the wall.
"Hmmm, I'm going to go for your first, baldie, okay?"
All eight of these legendary warriors are bald, however, the bald one he's talking about is taller than the other seven shorter men.
"Hmph, well… we shall see if you can survive!" He uses six swords to stop Thrashers attack.
However, Thrasher surprises him and kicks him square on top of his bald head. Before the attack he activated the will of Strength from one of his hidden items. For a few moments, his strength was boosted by + 40 points.
If he was a higher level, this would be barely noticeable. However, since he was level 12, this was a tremendous boost.
From the weight of his leg, a crater soon formed.
"Ding! You've defeated the first of the eight guardians… Difficulty increasing."
"Wait… wha?"
Corey turns around and sees a slight red shade on each of these monsters.
With little choice, he pulls out the ice bomb in his hands and gulps before he pulls the pin.
"Well, she didn't say I had to win the fair way…" He giggles internally before the seven men stop in their tracks.
"That… this isn't fair!"
The look at the grenade coming towards them and try and swat it away.
"Boom!"
"Ding! Congratulations… you've completed the first part of the quest, Reclaim the throne of Malacca English."
A voice soon enters Corey ears before he turns around and sees a man with a gigantic sword. "Heh… I see you had an ice bomb… I wish I had one of those."
Malacca English's name hovered above the large mans head.
"Uhm, yes… it was from a legendary boss, The Ice Mermaid… However, why are you level 56?"
Corey pointed towards the cursor. 'They are just trying to rob my items, this isn't fair,' he thought as he smiled somewhat fawningly at the man.
"Hmph… what do you think I'm going to fight you or something?"
Thrasher shook his head before the man laughed and pulled out a dagger. "You're right… However, I'll be using one finger. Prepare to die, vermin!"