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Ha!
Zenkichi loudly shouted as he threw a straight punch at the punching bag before him, letting out a long exhale, he adjusted his hip and feet to move his body to the side and started sending out a jap with his other hand, readjusted his body again, and then sent another jab with his other.
He was in a boxing gym; the Boxing Club, with many of the members couldn't help but stare in awe at the quick consecutive punches Zenkichi was sending at the punching bag.
"How long has he been going at it?"
"30 minutes at the very least. Not only does he have the stamina and endurance to keep sending those punches, with bare hands no less! But to do it with such perfect forms? Shit, that guy's a freaking genius!"
"He's in the normal class right? But why? I mean, look at him! How the fuck is he normal?!"
Whispers from the members spread as they continued to stare at Zenkichi with both respect and...fear.
"Hey!"
"Hm?" Zenkichi stopped, grabbing the punching bag to stop its sway, exhaling, he tilted his head around to look at a guy, with short wild black hair and a masculine face. "What? Is there a problem, captain?"
"Ah, n-no." The captain of the boxing club nervously chuckled as he rubbed the back of his head. "There's no problem at all but, you sure you don't want to put on some gloves? You'll hurt yourself..."
Zenkichi blinked his eyes, surprised at the kind gesture of the captain. After all, he had only met a lot of weird and inconsiderate assholes in this school ever since he attended.
Still, it was a welcomed surprise. A side of his lips curled up into a smirk, "I appreciate it captain but I don't really need it." He raised his left hand, clenched into a fist, with the knuckles a bit red. "My fists are a bit stronger and durable, it can easily take a beating against a punching bag."
After saying that, Zenkichi opened his left fist, clenched it hard enough to hear it crack, before sending out a straight punch at the punching bag – sending it flying back to the wall with a loud noise, crushing the wall with spiderweb cracks as the punching bag rips apart and sand starts spilling out.
"...or two. I need a few more punching bags if I want to improve my punches." Zenkichi cooly said with a disappointed face, not noticing the dumbfounded expressions on the other boxing club members.
'This isn't enough. Power's enough, but I need to be faster; to the point that the bastard wouldn't be able to avoid my hits.' Zenkichi clicked his tongue and went to grab another punching bag for him to use.
A couple of weeks had now passed since his encounter with Takachiho and since then, it's been peaceful and quiet; no further attacks had come for him by Naze or Takachiho.
Though there was an issue with Hyuga trying to file a charge against him for assault and attempted murder but with the help of the Kendo Club members, and unexpectedly Medaka as well, to testify against him, Hyuga could only silently weep and stay in the hospital for a month.
He deserved it to be honest.
Zenkichi didn't slack off, since he decided to surpass Medaka and finish his fight with Takachiho, he decided to improve himself further by joining numerous other martial arts clubs to not only train his body but to also increase his set of skills and abilities.
Since his ability, Lottery, could locked on the location of a prize pool in a certain building he's in or near of, he could just target a specific building filled with individuals with near identical skills; like the Karate club, Taekwondo club, Muay Thai club, etc.
In just 1-3 days of joining those clubs that Zenkichi had already used his ability and had both copied and learned all of their clubs martial techniques. He had stayed another day in their club's training room to get used to the martial techniques and adapt his body to execute them.
....
[STATUS]
NAME: Zenkichi Hitoyoshi
RACE: Human[Quincy](Not-Awakened)
AGE: 16
GENDER: Male
BLOOD TYPE: AB
MENTALITY: Above Normal
PHYSIQUE: Above Normal
SOUL: Abnormal
ABILITIES:
-Lottery[??]
-Savate[Normal]
-Cooking[Normal]
-The Iron[Abnormal]
–Taekwondo[Normal](New!)(A Korean form of martial arts involving punching and kicking techniques, with emphasis on head-height kicks, spinning jump kicks, and fast kicking techniques. You'll sooner become the God of Highschool if you focus your path with this martial art.)
–Aikido[Normal](New!)(It's a martial art and self-defense system that resembles the fighting methods jujitsu and judo in its use of twisting and throwing techniques and in its aim of turning an attacker's strength and momentum against himself. Pressure on vital nerve centres is also used. All you need is a stick and you can easily smack the shit outta the living and the dead.)
–Karate[Normal](New!)(A method developed in Japan of defending oneself without the use of weapons by striking sensitive areas on an attacker's body with the hands, elbows, knees, or feet.)
–Capoeira[Normal](New!)(A Brazilian martial art form, combining self-defence, acrobatics, dance, music and song.)
–Jujutsu[Normal](New!)(Jujutsu, also known as jiu-jitsu and ju-jitsu, is a family of Japanese martial arts and a system of close combat that can be used in a defensive or offensive manner to kill or subdue one or more weaponless or armed and armored opponents. This form of martial arts uses few or no weapons at all and includes strikes, throws, holds, and paralyzing attacks against the enemy.)
–Muay Thai[Normal](New!)(It is a combat sport that uses stand-up striking along with various clinching techniques.)
–Kendo[Normal](New!)(It is a modern Japanese martial art, descended from kenjutsu, that uses bamboo swords as well as protective armor. Kendo is a way to discipline the human character through the application of the principles of the katana.)
–Kung Fu[Normal](New!)(You're officially on the road to becoming a (fake)cultivator!)
–Krav Maga[Normal](New!)(It is derived from a combination of techniques used in aikido, judo, karate, boxing, and wrestling. It is known for its focus on real-world situations and its extreme efficiency. It's no mere sport or martial art, the techniques will either severely hurt your opponent or kill them.)
–Jeet Kun Do[Normal](New!)(You can do some of what the legend Bruce Lee can do.)
–Kenpō[Normal](New!)(Kenpo emphasizes economy of movement and economy of time. Hence, its no-block principle teaches that to avoid being struck by a punch or kick, you should move your body out of harm's way. Basically, you can whoop a lot of asses.)
–Boxing[Normal](New!)(You punch, you dodge, and you punch again. You really need to know more?)
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Next Day
"Okay. I'm officially done with all the martial arts clubs." Zenkichi said as he crossed off the boxing club on his list. He was just standing behind Shiranui – currently busy trying to drown herself with a big bowl of ramen. "Hm. Should I try archery? But it's not like there are any bow and arrows easily lying around for me to use in times of a situation."
"..." Moji, who was sitting opposite to Shiranui, looked at him in disbelief. Letting out a sigh, he put down his cartoon of chocolate milk on the table and asked, "Why are you blasting your way through every martial art clubs and learning their skills? Are you planning on making your own school of martial arts or something?"
'I wouldn't even be surprised if you do...' He inwardly said, sweatdropped.
Zenkichi blinked, surprised at the question and him to start a conversation; as he wasn't a friend but a schoolmate and acquaintance. He let out a chuckle and shook his head with a mirthful smile. "Not really. It's just something I decided to do to sweat at least 5 liters a day."
Shiranui, who vacuumed all the ramen in her bowl; her entire face completely submerged. She raised her head; her face looking completely refreshed with stars in her eyes, and she excitedly responded. "Aaaah! I get what you mean! I had decided to get through 5 liters of ramen a day too!"
'Shiranui... Ramen isn't like a drink.' Both Zenkichi and Moji eyes turned flat, and sweatdropped.
"By the way, Hitoyoshi," Moji took a sip of his chocolate milk. "there's a rumour going around about you; you're being called the Dragon Warrior."
"..." Zenkichi stared at him incredulously and responded, "What?"
"Yup."
"I mean, I get that people would start giving me a title, it's a cool title not gonna lie, but– Dragon Warrior? Seriously? Do I look like a panda to you guys?"
Moji shrugged. "I didn't start it and I don't get why you're complaining, it's a cool title man!"
"It is! But I don't want some people, guys who wants to challenge me or something, to mistake someone else as me." Zenkichi explained.
Moji scoffed and replied, "And why the hell would they mistake someone else as you?"
Zenkichi flatly stared at him. "When you hear someone called the Dragon Warrior, what comes to your mind? What do you imagine the guy as?"
"I'd–" Moji raised a finger up and opened his mouth to respond back, Zenkichi stared at him with a raised eyebrow, but he thought about it and lowered his finger and closed his mouth. "Fuck. You're right."
Zenkichi had a point. Instead of the lean and lanky guy that can turn into the Colossus from X-Men, he'd imagine a huge dude with big muscles or a normal fat dude that was hiding his true strength.
Zenkichi shook his head. "Seriously, who had the bright to give me that title."
"I did." Shiranui proclaimed, her hand raised before drowning herself back to her bowl of ramen.
"..." Zenkichi's face turned dark and facepalmed.
'IT WAS YOU?!'
Moji stared at them with hollow eyes and shook his head, wondering if those with a screw loose equals being a genius in something.
Though considering all the geniuses he had met to this point...
'If being a genius comes at the cost of one's sanity, then count me out. There's no way in hell I'm becoming a nutcase just for being good with something.'
While Moji shivered at the thought, Zenkichi briefly stared at him blankly, thinking; 'Come to think of it, when the hell did this guy become part of our group and start eating with us?'
Zenkichi sighed and crossed his arms behind his head and said, "I just hope that I won't get harassed by someone just because I got a cool title. I wanted to learn martial arts to defend myself, not go fighting some battle junkies."
'I've got better things to do after all. Finding Naze-senpai and her group and stop them from harming anymore students. But the information Shiranui gave me about her is all scarce; she suddenly appeared out of nowhere and had enrolled into the academy back at the middle school level; where she got "bullied" while also becoming friends with someone named Itami Koga.'
'She continued on with her school for a few months, laying low, before she, together with her friend, suddenly got a special scholarship and a permission from the school to only appear on some days for attendance and exams. And that's all the information about her, without any leads on where she is or what group she joined. Though it's kinda obvious it's the school...'
"Hayst~ What the hell should I do?" Zenkichi lazily complained out loud.
"Then why don't you lend me your services, Hitoyoshi-kun."
"Hm?" Zenkichi furrowed his brows and turned around and found someone standing next to him, with long spiky hair and a villainous face with a creepy smirk on his lips and a large frame; he looked like a rip-off of a saiyan. He narrowed his eyes.
"Kanoya...senpai?"
Kanoya's lips widened into a grin. "Hey, there's something I want your advice about and I'm sure it's something which will work out in your favor."