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In the world of combat, the outcome of a fight between two perfectly balanced fighters is often decided by a single slip or the greater mastery of one of them over a particular martial arts point.
If two fighters are great strikers, all it takes is a single slip-up, or a greater knowledge of grappling on one side, for the outcome to be decided.
Similar physiques, the one with the better technique wins. Similar technical level, the one with the better physique wins.
But what if both physique and technique are extremely similar?
Well, in this case...
The cunningest wins.
Boom!
Barely dodging a knee strike, Yuji immediately moved to his clone's back, successfully grabbing him around the waist and lifting him off the ground purely with his strength.
His opponent was on alert, but could do nothing when Yuji threw him to the floor in a perfectly executed suplex.
Boom!
Yuji frowned as his body came to an abrupt halt in mid-air, his eyes rising enough for him to see his clone using his legs to stop himself from hitting the ground.
Not surprised by the move, Yuji immediately reacted by turning and punching, but his clone moved faster when he used his hands to spin backwards with a kick that hit the back of the young fighter's head.
Yuji gritted his teeth and threw himself to the side to dodge an ax kick, quickly getting up only to raise his defense to block a powerful knee.
!
Feeling the blow weaken his defense, Yuji tried to move away, but a kick to his calf prevented him from moving without losing his balance, which in this situation, he chose to resist.
A bad choice, since it left him at the mercy of his opponent.
Boom!
A flurry of attacks fell on his defense, Yuji gritting his teeth as he barely blocked some of them, diverting the trajectory of some to less vital places on his body in order to reduce the damage.
As the attacks continued to come incessantly, Yuji brought his elbows to his abdomen in the face of those ferocious blows, his teeth clenched in frustration as he struggled to defend himself.
[Congratulations, you've learned [Kaiwan Style]!]
Using the technique that Kuroki had used during the fight between the two, [Sanchin], Yuji skillfully resisted the attacks that came at his defense, his eyes squeezing shut as he tried to find any loophole to counterattack.
"..."
Unfortunately, the clone was faster in this regard.
Boom!
Yuji choked as his opponent's hand broke through his defense and hit him in the stomach, air escaping from his lungs as his legs threatened to give way.
'That was... the [Devil's Spear]?!'
Seeing a punch flying towards him, Yuji narrowly dodged it, quickly countering with a well-placed kick to the clone's thigh.
'I need to catch my breath.'
Feeling his vision waver, he jumped backwards as he drew air back into his lungs, his eyes widening in surprise when, blinking for a single second, his opponent appeared at his side, Yuji barely able to dodge a spinning palm that lightly struck his shoulder.
"Fuck!"
Feeling the flesh of his shoulder twist slightly, Yuji cursed as he kept his guard up, his eyes fixed on that clone of himself.
From the start, Yuji was undeniably being dominated by his opponent.
With their first exchange of blows, Yuji had been able to gauge the clone's level of strength, and could say with certainty that there was no difference between them in terms of physical attributes.
So why was he being dominated so blatantly?
The answer to that was: Technique.
Even though they both shared the same physique, there was a clear difference between their techniques.
Yuji was indeed a skilled fighter in terms of technique. At a young age, he had already reached a technical level that many masters would envy having in certain martial arts.
But compared to the clone in front of him, Yuji was nothing more than an intermediate level.
"The ability is called [Unconscious], and for us, Kure, it only enhances our senses to superhuman levels. It was something genetically chosen as a countermeasure in case the Yamashita clan became our enemies. Initially, it was supposed to be a skill that would amplify our combat level to the maximum, but it turned out that this effect was achieved by a single person, from generation to generation.
This ability at its maximum potential, in addition to enhancing the senses to unparalleled levels, would increase the user's combat level until he eventually surpassed any opponent he was facing, making him what we could call: The representation of martial arts in an individual. A living concept! Such a high level of this skill has never been achieved, not even by a Kure. Yuji, who allowed me to see this skill while I'm still alive, deserves my respect.
Because he is destined to become the strongest."
When asked by Katahara about Yuji's ability that gave him Kure-like eyes, Erioh gave him this answer.
A living representation, a concept, someone who completely mastered martial arts. That's what Yuji was up against.
How could he beat that? How could he beat someone who was like a martial arts god?
"Fuck."
Yuji growled, his posture slowly changing as a smile slowly appeared on his lips.
"If you know completely everything I already know..."
Placing his left hand in front of him with his hand ajar, Yuji left his right fist clenched close to his chin, his eyes filled with determination as his aura changed before his clone's eyes, causing him to frown, his first display of emotion during the entire fight.
"Then I need to create something new."
[Ding!]
[The system congratulates you on creating your own style!]
[Does the user want to name it now?]
'Yes.'
[Please name it: . . .]
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