Three Days have gone by of nonstop battling. Issac has been trying to perfect his flame fist slowly gaining exp to level it up. It's now to the point that there are only ten contestants left.
"Alright ladies and gentlemen, we have our last 10 contestants standing and since I'm getting bored here I've decided the make it into a brawl fight. So let's get these kids in there and have some fun eh"
Issac was confused at the idiot referee but still walked up on stage with the other contestants. Checking his stats he saw that he has leveled up 3 times.
"Hey System use extra points into strength"
[Strength is now 14]
"Sweet why don't we test this but having some fun"
Issac looking at the other contestants came up with a wild idea
"Hey Pussies My brilliant Mind has come up with a great suggestion. Why don't y'all all come at me at the same time. I'm like the fucktard ref and I'm really sick of being here"
The other people looking around confused
"HAHAHA man I love this kid know what I'll allow it. If you could defeat these guys I'll actually take you myself to my sect. Trust me sits between than these pieces of shits"
"Okay old man watch that's why don't you y'all bitches come here for me"
Hearing these match made in heaven finding a agreement they charged at Issac with anger
Issac used the butt of his sword to knock down the first one while ducking under another one of the blows. He then used flame fist and punched away non stop creating flames with every punch he made. He showed to everyone at the competition that he is the mother fucking king. He stopped only when the last guy fell down.
"Well what's your name old man"
"Haha call me uncle. I was a friend of your fathers… I'll answer some questions you might have when we have some private time together but until then let's head to my sect