"so your that black student transfer?"
"Hiroki stop it already!"
"Be quiet Nao. This guy's hitting on you as soon as he got here.. I'll teach him a lesson. Don't worry I know karate"
The transfer student loomed his dark skin gleaming the muscles in his arms and shoulders bulging visibly even through his uniform. He scoffed at I's formal posture cracking his massive knuckles with a sound like small firecrackers in the sudden hush. Nao stood at the edge of the circle her hands clasped tightly in front of her. Her pretty face was pale her eyes wide and fixed on her boyfriend.
"This is a bad idea Hitori!" she called out her voice high with worry.
Hitori's focus didn't waver. "It's fine Nao. Just a test of strength
Kokujin eyes drifted over to Nao lingering on her slender figure before snapping back to Hitori. The air grew thick with unspoken tension. This was about more than just strength.
With explosive speed I shot forward. He drove a powerful Mae-Geri straight toward Kokujin's midsection.The kick was a blur but Kokujin for all his bulk reacted with surprising agility. He twisted his torso taking the brunt of the kick on his side rather than his stomach. A grunt was forced from his lips but he immediately shot a hand out his large palm slapping the kick away and shoving back a step.
"Nghhhh ah"
[Hold up resetting my stance. My shin throbbed from the impact. It felt like kicking a brick wall.He's definitely very strong opponent. I will kick his ass and move forward]
Before he could launch another attack Kokujin charged. He threw a wild arcing haymaker designed to end the fight in a single blow
"Getting angry aren't we?" My training took over. Instead of blocking the punch I simply pivoted sharply on his heel. The massive fist sailed past his ear the wind of it whipping his hair. As Kokujin's momentum carried him forward i instantly seized the opening. I drove his elbow hard into the larger boy's bicep a sharp Empi Uchi that caused Kokujin to roar in pain and frustration. His left arm went momentarily numb.
"Take that you bitch! Mess with my girl again and it will be harder than before"
Furious Kokujin turned and swung again with his good arm a looping overhand punch. I just flowed backward his movements fluid. I deflected the punch with a circular block his opponent's superior strength pushing him back but not breaking guard.
Sensing an opportunity as Kokujin reset ah feinted high. As Kokujin raised his arm to defend his face i dropped low and my leg shot out in a perfect Ashi Barai sweeping Kokujin's lead ankle.
"AHHHH Take This!!"
His massive frame teetered precariously. With a desperate windmill of his arms he somehow managed to stay upright hopping on one foot for a comical second before regaining his balance. His face was a mask of pure fury; he'd nearly been put on the ground.
He lunged forward abandoning all pretense of boxing and going for a crushing tackle aiming to use his weight to smash into the unforgiving pavement
"Afraid? I'm beating you better than your mom?"
I'm ready for the brute-force assault side-stepped at the last possible moment. As Kokujin stumbled past off-balance and exposed My hand snapped forward. A precise Tate-Zuki a vertical fist strike connected with a sickening crunch directly on the point of Kokujin's shoulder.
A sharp electric jolt of pain shot down Kokujin's arm and across his collarbone. He cried out his voice a mixture of agony and disbelief. The punch hadn't been hard enough to break anything but it had hit a perfect nerve cluster. His entire right side went dead his arm hanging limp and useless at his side. He stumbled away from my clutching his shoulder his breath coming in ragged pants. The confident smirk was long gone replaced by a grimace
He tried to raise his dead arm but it wouldn't obey. The adrenaline that had been masking the pain faded replaced by a throbbing nauseating ache. His vision swam the black spots returning with a vengeance.
"You were just a weakling at the end of the day"
Every labored breath sent fresh waves of fire through his shoulder. His knees finally gave out. With a shuddering groan that was equal parts pain and humiliation Kokujin's massive frame crumpled hitting the pavement face-first with a heavy final thud.
An eerie silence fell by Kokujin's ragged wet attempts to breathe. Nao stood frozen her mind struggling to process the sudden brutal end. She had never seen I fight like that with such cold calculated precision. Her gaze was fixed on Kokujin's prostrate form a confusing mix of profound relief and pity washing over her.
"Look everyone pity you"
I stood panting over Kokujin his lungs burning his hands still held in a defensive position. He slowly relaxed his stance the adrenaline leaving his system replaced by a shaky exhaustion. He looked down at his own fists then at the crumpled form of the boy who had seemed invincible. A single trickle of blood ran from Kokujin's nose stark against the grey asphalt.
"What a loser let's go nao we have a date today don't we?"