Martial Arts System Chapter 158: The Reigning Kings.

Chapter 158: The Reigning Kings.

[Secret Quest Completed!]
[Destroy Avery's chances of becoming Emperor!]
[Rewards: Healing Potion (Rare) 10x - 5000 EXP - 10000 Coins]
[LEVEL UP!]
[Level 7 -] 8]
[Name: Kurogami Ichiro]
[System Level: Advanced]
[Martial Rank: Martial Captain]
[Trait: Calm Nature]
[Age: 16]
[Level: 8]
[SP: 50]
[Coins: 10000]
[XP: 650/12800]
[HP: 4/255]
[Strength: 221]
[Agility: 234]
[Stamina: 201]
[Vitality: 210]
[Charm: 300]
[Lottery Spins: 0]
[Quests]
[Shop]
[Lottery]
[Inventory]
[Inventory: Two Swords of Killing - Dynamite - Book of Etiquette - Healing Potion (Uncommon) - Motorcycle - Healing Potion (Rare) 10x ]
[Martial Arts: Iron Style (Mythical), Taekwondo, Karate, Muay Thai, Boxing,]
[Weapon Mastery: Knife Throwing - Dual Swordsmanship]
[Weakness Detection Eye Lv2: It allows you to see any weakness of the person with the rank of Martial General and below!]
[Death Ignore (Mythical): Death? Overrated - Once you die, you can ignore death and come back to the Realm of Living!]
[Expert Blacksmithing Mastery: Gives you abilities of Master Blacksmith - You will be able to create weapons which this world has never seen before!]
[Kurogami Ichiro's Legacy: The Legacy of Earth's Strongest Warrior - You can use one attack per week with the same strength as Kurogami Ichiro had in his prime!]
[Killing Blow (Rare): This allows you to kill anyone with one strike, but you need to be in contact with your target's body - You can't kill Martial King or above with (Rare) Killing Blow - Only Martial General and below.]
Ichiro sat on the hospital bed and looked at his sorry self.
Barely any skin left, and it looks like his ribcage can burst out of his skin at any time.
*BAM*
The door was opened with a slam.
''COME BACK HERE!'' A loud shout was heard, but the intruder had already entered the room.
The intruder had messy blond hair and a slightly disfigured face around his mouth. There was some signs of him being handsome youth previously, but that is long gone.
''Avery…'' Ichiro said with a hoarse tone.
Avery walked next to the bed and looked at him with a hate-filled gaze.
Soon the hospital room was filled.
Five figures with black suits came angrily, they were here to take Avery away, but then he ran here.
Irwin, Michael, Alice came after them.
Soon, Giron and Richard arrived as well.
They were happy to see Ichiro awake.
''Y-You think this is over? I-It's far from over…'' Avery said with a cold tone, but it also looked like it was painful for him to talk.
Ichiro moved his body and touched the ground with his two skinny legs.
''Arghh…'' He groaned in pain and stood up.
He was grabbing the desk to help him keep standing, but his legs was shaking like newborns.
Ichiro turned his gaze towards Avery, ''Is that so…''
Avery grabbed him from his hospital gown and pulled him closer.
''HEY!'' The Government workers shouted angrily and was about to stop whatever Avery was planning.
Irwin took his hands from his pockets and was planning to stop Avery at a moment's notice.
Ichiro looked into Avery's eyes fearlessly.
''There will be one day when we meet again… You Vs. Me. Battle to the death!'' Avery shouted and threw Ichiro's frail body to the hospital bed.
Ichiro crashed on the bed, but he didn't get injured.
''Wait for that day, Ichiro!'' After those words, Avery turned around and left the room.
The Government workers followed behind him.
''Ichiro, you alright?'' Michael asked and helped Ichiro to lie on the bed better.
''Yup…'' Ichiro replied and took a deep breath, but that alone made his ribcage almost burst out of his flesh.
''You should rest,'' Giron said and stepped aside.
Few doctors came with syringes.
''N-No…'' Ichiro went pale.
Michael and Alice wryly smiled.
One of the doctors grabbed his skinny arm and pierced his flesh with the syringe.
Ichiro's eyelids started getting heavier, and a few seconds later, he fell asleep.
…
Next Morning.
Ichiro and Sariel was transported towards nearby city by ambulance, and from there, they will fly towards Coldland by plane, but there are a dozen doctors with them.
Giron, Richard, and Rafael was already sitting on the bus, waiting for Michael.
Michael and Alice were holding while looking lovingly at each other.
''I wonder when we meet again…'' Alice said with a sad face.
Michael sighed, ''Yeah… I will visit you every holiday.''
''O-Okay…'' Alice said shyly, but there was happiness in her tone.
Michael kissed her lips one more time and turned around, ''I will call you!''
Alice smiled and nodded— she waved her hand as Michael entered the bus.
Michael looked at the interior of the bus, and the bus seemed much emptier than before, even though only two people were missing.
The bus started driving away.
Michael took another glance towards Alice and felt very lonely.
First time in his life, he actually felt like someone loved him, and if he had a choice to stay in Snowland… He would.
Rafael, who was sitting behind him patted his shoulder, ''You two might meet sooner than you think.''
Michael sighed and nodded, ''I hope so…''
The bus left the streets and soon exited Snowland.
Under snowstorm, the bus which carried the Champions of the Tournament… Left.
This tournament will be known later as the Battle of Reigning Kings.
It is the tournament, where first time ever… 6 Reigning Kings was under the same roof.
But it is also the tournament where the legendary rivalry of two individuals was sparked.
It is a rivalry which will be known all around the world in the near future.
This tournament also signaled the threat of new Kings.
But this was only the beginning… The threat of the Kings is far from over, and the entire Arya will remember the name of… The Four Kings of Coldland, and this will be the start of their legendary story.
In only three years, they printed their names on the history books, and it all started from Winterlight's Battle of Cities…
The Legendary Four Kings.
Rafael - The King of Superiority.
Sariel - The King of Elegancy.
Michael - The King of Heavenly.
Ichiro - The King of Dominance.
They are the Four Kings who made others feel despair under their mighty power.