" Will another Zenin upset happen or will Gen Zenin get revenge for the Zenin clan? Without further ado, will the next match begin! "
Yells out the announcer yanking his hand down. I listen to the crowd roar out cheering. I stare directly at Haruki but his eyes are staring at the floor. The announcer starts to step back getting out of our way. I slowly approach him. Haruki is too scared to stare into my eyes but.
The feeling of control made Maki lose. She believed she had Inumaki in her palms, but it was the exact opposite. He could be acting to make me lower my guard. I continued slowly walking towards Haruki as he stood motionless staring at the floor.
I walk closer and closer as a breeze blows my hair in the wind. I take one more step before I lunge forward charging towards Haruki with my fists balled. Haruki snapped his eyes off the floor and looked forward but it was too late. In a split second, I circled around loading back my leg.
I shuffle my feet throwing a kick towards his back. But before my foot could make contact with his body, suddenly his body vanished. I feel my eyes widen in surprise, as I slam my foot back onto the ground and duck. I feel a breeze graze the top of my head before seeing a heel. I stare at the heel before seeing Haruki back.
He must have thrown a roundhouse kick. I kick towards the back of his knee but like last time his body disappears into thin air. I glance around before leaning toward my right, slipping his punch. I reach out and tightly grab onto his left wrist.
He's somehow making his body disappear and reappear. I load back my head before headbutting him in the nose and busting open his nose. I let go of his wrist and threw a kick towards his side but his body vanished. Reappearing behind me.
I twirl around and cross my arms blocking a punch as my shoes skid across the stone floor. I glare at Hakuri until his body flickers again. I look towards my left before in a swift motion I reach out pointing my palm towards the air. I watch as Hakuri appears on my left. But could he move I grab onto his loose cloak with a grin on my face.
His eyes widen feeling my hand on his chest. I yank him towards me slamming a punch into his jaw. Blood spews out of his mouth as he grabs my wrist trying to free himself from my grasp.
I start slamming my fist into his face repeatedly as I hear the gasp of the crowd as blood covers the stone floor under us. I feel his body become limp as I let go of his cloak. His body starts to flop towards the floor until his body vanishes again.
I glance at the floor on my right before I pivot my body throwing a ferocious high kick. My kick sails through the air until Hakuri appears directly in front of my kick. My foot collides into his jaw twisting his head to the right as I hear a loud crack. His body is launched into the air. He twirls while flying through the air his body bouncing off the stone floor repeatedly until he vanishes again and reappears around twenty feet away from me kneeling.
Hakuri's face is bloody with his jaw clearly broken. I stare at him coldly as a cocky grin appears on my face. It didn't take long but I'm about 90 percent sure. I've figured out his technique. It's a form of teleportation. The only problem with the technique is it's super obvious where he's going to teleport to.
The area where he's going to teleport starts to build up curse energy on the ground or floor. It would be a difficult technique to fight if his curse energy control was more defined.
I walk towards his kneeling body. My footsteps echo out entering the quiet crowd's ears. I reach into my robe. Hakuri's eyes widen watching me shuffle through my robe before I pull out a knife.
The sun reflects off the blade making the flawless blade gleam in the sunlight. I grip the knife handle as I walk towards Hakuri and he slowly stands back up. His legs are wobbling and his eyes are hazy. I'm about to lunge toward him until he looks at the announcer and speaks.
" I-I surrender "
The announcer looks at him in surprise. I stare at Hakuri and the announcer in surprise. What? He's surrendered already. He's barely even injured. He only has a broken jaw. I smack my lips annoyed as I slide my knife back into my robe.
" Gen Zenin has flawlessly destroyed his opponent and will move on to the fifth bracket of the tournament. "...