40 Strongest disciple vs strongest boy

Logan has a few injuries from his fight with the old hag, her ability to twist the flow of his ki destabilised him abit. The ability he gained allowed him to adapt his energy to every world he visits while maintaining the properties gained. This mixed universe has changed his energy more than he thought, kushinada used her abilities on his ki flow disrupting it.

Thankfully he can fix it but it will take a few hours, the semi finals and finals are scheduled for a week from now, his opponent is unknown. Logan decided to go back to kuroki and orochi, maybe meeting some of the masters would be beneficial.

He could hear the crowd roaring in anticipation for the upcoming fight between the two favourites to win. He recognised both and is unsure of how they've changed in this world. Kenichi may have incorporated another style into his mma from the kengan world and baki has Ki now meaning he's a different caliber of dangerous.

He walked up the stairs towards the gathering of combatants, an attendant opened the door for him. Logan walked in concealing his injuries with a smile. Everyone in the room looked towards Logan with unhidden interest.

The more violent people in the group trembled a little as they sensed his fight below while those of Ryōzanpaku were analysing him so they could determine his origins. Logan shows years of experience well beyond most people, this couldn't have been achieved alone so they guessed he has a master. Within his array of styles would be his base which he inherited from someone which is what they want. They wish to see who made him into the man before them.

He walked towards kuroki "yo! Enjoy the show?" The grizzly man snorted "you toyed with him." "Well how else was I going to draw out his technique?" Kuroki and orochi just stared at him "don't lie, you already studied it the second he assumed the stance you took the attacks for a different purpose." He just nodded going silent, he walked to the handle bars to see kenichi kneeling down in the ring waiting for his opponent.

He's shivering in nervousness which made Logan sigh "he's really pathetic~ I know he was meant to be a representation of Sei ki but this level of anxiousness before a fight is unsettling." The masters and friends of kenichi perked their ears as they heard him speaking interested to hear his input.

"This isn't about confidence it's about his very being. He's unsuited for combat, if I was to summarise this boy I'd say he's the epitome of every guy who trains martial arts as a hobby. He lacks a definition of the word martial and focuses to much on the word art. Aggressive styles like karate and muai Thai would just ruin him."

Shio sasaki took offence to that so said "are you insinuating I taught him incorrectly?!?" With anger laced in his voice. Logan looked at him and felt his ki.

"Yes and no, you hammered those styles into him making them fit. He'll never be able to take them above the master level as you have which makes him a failure of a disciple. What you taught is correct but for him it's wrong, a style like Taichi, Baguazhang or maybe even wing chun would suit the boy."

Everyone is silenced at the boys words, as they thought about the meaning behind them. A disciple is meant to inherit and succeed their master. Kenichi is the opposite of a killer so he'll never go beyond the master realm in arts designed for killing and war meaning he will never surpass his masters in their arts and will only be able to take pieces and merge them.

"Becoming an MMA master is a different story entirely, I'm just suggesting that the boy learns styles suited to his nature. Because if he continues using those style against someone who can fully utilise them." And left the rest unsaid as baki entered the arena causing the crowd to go wild.

Akisame and Kensei Ma pondered if their arts were suited for kenichi, they noticed how gentle he is and every martial art they've taught has a base of taking life. His words about violent styles echo into shigure, appachai and sakaki.

As baki greeted the crowd and was observing his opponent the elephant in the room chose to speak. "What about my style young man?" Asked the gargantuan blonde man who was licking a lollipop that looks like a child should be begging their parents for it.

"Yours? Though your skills are weird I think I could beat them. After all I just beat your better half who sharpened her skills during war. You most likely did the same so what do you think? Could kenichi fight in the same places you did using the same methods?" For one of the few times in his life the elder had to ponder if he was wrong about a decision. On his path to where he came to today there was something's that didn't fit into the Sei lifestyle. Most masters who followed his choice had to come to this after crossing the line, kenichi hasn't.

"Well it's not like it matters anyway, even if he wins I'll crush him next week. Doesn't matter which of the styles from your dojo he uses. I can crush em all" he said to change the mood. The masters forgot the situation they were just in and let their determination wild. A resounding "hoh~?" Sounded out through the room. They all came to the conclusion that should kenichi win or lose he will be trained harsher and be made to fight Logan.

Kenichi from the ring felt his spine tingle and instantly looked to his masters who were giving him the look he feared. He had a flash back of his first days of training. Baki noticed his opponent was distracted and the gong has sounded.

He wanted to crush his opponent and go cool off before he fights those other two strong people next week. His instincts screamed that those three were a much bigger challenge than kenichi. He liquified himself earning gasps from the audience.

Cockroach dash!!! Was the technique he was about to use. Kenichi turned around after reclaiming his nerve and watched as baki blasted towards him. He took a calm breath and a circular orb formed around him and condensed onto his frame.

Ryusui Seikūken!!! He was absorbed into watching baki breathe. He observed every aspect of his monstrous body as it burst into action. The speed baki travelled at was impressive but for kenichi his masters move at similar speeds. In a display of flexibility kenichi leaned back fully allowing baki to pass over his body.

Baki isn't some novice though~ as he passed over he did his best to perform a move he experienced once long ago. Pacman grappling, baki was mid movement but he could execute the same form Oliver biscuit used to grab him in the past.

Baki wrapped kenichi in his grasp and the momentum dragged his opponent along with him. Ignoring the world moving around him baki continued to drag kenichi further into his embrace so he could be crushed and compacted by his muscles.

Kenichi recognised this as some strange grappling technique. Fortunately he has experience dealing with those, Akisame made miu, Renka and Rachel practice ground work with him. It was a rather *pant pant* intensive experience for a young man like kenichi. As he remembered those times his nostrils flared like another brown haired protagonist surrounded by hot girls throwing them self at him.

He felt and heard cracking coming from his body which snapped him out of his delusions. He decided to use one of his original techniques that he hand crafted to deal with ground grappling.

"Shirahama mma style dragon twister". And with that he manoeuvred his hand and twisted. He expected the same result that he always gained from the move.

But all he received was a growl of pain followed by the heaviest punch he'd ever received in his life. Kenichi's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he recalled his mistake. Logan as if having the exact same thought slapped his forehead and said aloud.

"Did this moron just pinch baki's nipples and expect him to moan and release him like he was some horny teenage girl trying to get in his pants!!!!"

His masters had black-lines on their faces with the two parents among them being noticeably more aggrieved. Kenichi said that it was a technique which means he practiced it. They looked at their little girls who were blushing at Logan's statement. The man in a bowl hat looked at the blonde giant and nodded. They decided to castrate their disciple during a "training accident". Not very Katsujinken if you ask me.

The guys who normally mix with baki had a disgusted look on their face. They would openly go for someone's balls but they wouldn't make a technique out of pinching someone's nipples. The kengan fighters and street fighters held similar beliefs.

Baki was pissed but kenichi was KO'd and killing wasn't allowed in this tournament. With a huff he walked away while the ref signalled his victory. Logan just looked at the screen displaying that next week he will fight Sakura, ansatusken would be an interesting match up for him.