What The Luck!?

"What the heck was that? There are no kicks in a boxing match!\' The boxer was furious at this violation of the rules.

"Good thing this isn\'t a boxing match." Art was thankful for the stretching that had added to his flexibility. He was easily able to bend and set ut a serious of three kicks. They held less power than he put in to the first bit it was enough to make the boxer back off.

With no momentum, the boxer was at a loss so far leaving Art to push forward even more. He knew that he had been keeping up due to his training and wasn\'t going to show any less strength. His next kick swung out in a large predictable arc making the boxer step in to it with his arm ready to block.

To anyone, watching it was an arrogant mistake by Art, but to Asher and Garet it was a perfect bait. The boxer readied his block but didn\'t feel the kick. Instead, he heard Art\'s foot slam to the ground and a solid left hook hit his exposed cheek.

Art had faked the large kick to lure in his opponent, then taken the opportunity to send out a hard blow. Art could feel the strain on his fist as he made contact and told himself he would be buying protective gloves from the camp store as soon as he had enough points. If he could challenge enough people today he would not have a problem doing so.

Art had expected the boxer to go down with that solid punch but was surprised to see him fix his stance and keep bouncing. The look in his eyes had become much more serious now that he had been hit the first time. This match was going to be longer than he had predicted.

The boxing club member tried to push Art back with a three punch combo, but Aty pushed forward and blocked every single hit with his arms. He wasn\'t the least bit afraid of taking some hits so that he could try the throw he sneakily learned from the elite home gym system the night before.

Art had been jealous of Asher getting ahead and learning a move he wasn\'t able to do and therefore, added it in to the tutorial for the moves he wanted to train. He had yet to throw a real person but this wasn\'t the problem. His body knew the feeling and he was confident in his technique.

The combo had ended and Art was still standing strong. Before the boxer could step back and reset his stance Art lowered his level and reached upwards to grasp the boxers\' wrist. His hand clasped on without any resistance and as Art turned the boxer could only remember the fearful take of how Asger had made his friend fly through the air.

In just a few moments more Art had the boxer above his head flying through the air as well. There was no hesitation to his throw and it flowed smoothly. "You\'re killing it Art!" Asher\'s cheer went unheard as Art pinned the boxer down and pushed in to his back. He was still holding the wrist behind his opponent\'s back and his knee on the spine.

"Do you give?" Art said this through a calm breath. The other boxing club had grown silent and solemn seeing their member in such a position.

"I\'m done, whatever." The boxing club member was already down in the match and gave in through a clenched jaw.

Art stood up and walked back to the group. His eyes met Ashers\', "Like that throw? I practiced it last night when you were napping."

"It was pretty epic. I didn\'t think you had gone ahead and learned it so fast." Asher was impressed but Garnet was a little less impressed.

"You paused when you got him in the air. If he had any knowledge on defending the through you could have lost and been in a body lock. Use the training dummy in the cabin if you can find the golden egg again. Asher knows the difference." She walked away and stood near Jane who had already started her own match. Asher realized that while Art had battled someone Jane had already finished off another opponent as well.

"Jane is crushing her opponents. All she had to do is get them focused on charging at her then she raises her mask and they freeze while falling forward. She had pinned two people in a row." Asher was a little more afraid of the words Jackson used. If Jane was using that strategy he would need to use his training and luck to make sure he wasn\'t beaten instantly.

"Stop using your power that way. You are too predictable!\' Garbet yelled this at Jane and kept walking the sparring field. Asher could tell Jane was a little unhappy with this because she wanted to be praised for her wins. But Garnet was right. Jane needed to strengthen her skills before she relied on her super power to win over and over.

"So, you are the one I can challenge when I have my ten wins right?" The voice came from behind Asher and gave him a surprise. "My name is Neil Roth, we happen to be in the same class but we have not formally met."

"Oh, I\'m sorry for not introducing myself officially yet. I feel like so much has happened and I keep missing the chances to get to know everyone." Asher laughed a little awkward that another one of his classmates was introducing himself.

"I don\'t mind. We all have a busy day to day life. I rarely speak in class anyways, I focus on my meditation and karate. I am a member of the karate club but I have been forced not to participate due to my super power. I spoke to Miss Garnet and she said I am allowed to participate as long as I exhaust my energy, but I don\'t need to worry about doing so against you." Neil held himself tall and reached a hand out to shake Ashers\'.