Story 1 Martial Glory Chapter 4

Kasumi's flying knee was aimed directly at my chest so relying on my knowledge of the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist I took a deep breath and let my instincts take over and guide my knowledge of the martial arts as I had no foundation in them so I didn't know how to properly use them in accordance to my opponents move.

So my body went semi-limp as Kasumi's knee neared my chest I swayed to the side with one hand slapping her knee further out which increased the speed of my own spin and as I used that spin to try to bring an elbow onto Kasmui's side with the spin. But instead, I was abruptly punched in the side of the head by Kasmui as she flew past me and rolled across the ground to get back on her feet before I could even regather myself from the blunt punch to the head.

I regathered myself and held my hands up as she approached at a more sedate pace and then she began testing my defenses with lunging, sweeping kicks that whistled through the air that I could barely redirect with my Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist until I decided to use the almost supernatural technique of the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist in the Awakening Breath.

I breathed deeply and even Kasumi flinched at the whistling sound as my chest expanded to a decent size and then my vision became seemingly crystal clear as my body was flooded with oxygen and other energy and then as she came in with a sidekick that I slapped aside with my newly enhanced strength she whirled around with that slapped aside kick to bring it down onto my head in an axe kick so I grabbed her pale smooth leg and used her momentum against her to throw her over my shoulder and onto the ground with a loud thudding noise as he back connected with the ground.

But even as I threw her to the ground I frowned and shook my hands out as in that brief moment I held her lower leg to throw her kicking form onto the ground she kicked my wrist and hands that were holding her other leg three fucking times and now I couldn't even feel my hands that were rapidly turning purple from the abuse she was heaping on it.

Kasumi however didn't even seem winded from me slamming her on her back and only just flexed her legs and waist to throw herself back to her feet. So as she came back up to her feet and held up her fists again in her adjusted ninjutsu stance I was reminded of how unconditioned my body was compared to these martial artists.

"Not bad Jake, you actually held onto me in that throw but you need to be a lot faster and precise if you want to actually throw me around." She called out cheerfully as she approached with her hands still up and I could only wryly smile at that.

"Kasumi check his actual reflexes and talent in close combat instead of just whaling on him," Kensei called out from the sidelines and Kasumi nodded but her amber eyes remained locked onto me then I realized what Kensei meant. As she did this weird footwork that made her almost blur forward and even as my instincts guided me to slap aside three rapid jabs of her fists I was kicked in the back of my leg by her that made that leg scream in pain and made me hobble and take another two punches to my chest.

I grimaced and my eyes tightened on her form honestly I was getting sick and tired of getting my shit kicked in so even as my elbows popped and my untrained body screamed in protest I went completely limp and began whipping my arms around in the Water Stream Encampment technique that had my arms emulate the motions of a praying mantis with my fists being the sharp point of the blade that began lashing at Kasumi.

I got her twice with the abrupt technique with my fist slamming into her right breast as she stopped that fist from hitting her face and instead slapping it down into her chest my other successful hit was when I blocked a roundhouse kick from her and punched her in the upper shoulder as she attempted to dodge my counter-attack.

But within tens seconds of using the Water Stream Encampment, she got used to the sweeping motions of my arms and the punishing fists on the ends and when I attempted to slap aside one of her kicks she leaped into the air and her other leg lashed out with the crook of her knee catching around my neck and then her other leg that I slapped aside circled around my neck on the other side and then she pulled her self onto my shoulder and twisted with my body being thrown to the ground with my face locked against her stomach.

But no joy was to be found there as it felt like she fucking pulled my spine out of my back when she used my neck as the fulcrum to throw me with her entire body weight. So I just laid there on the mat with Kasumi thankfully having mercy and not like elbowing me in the head as I just rested my head on her stomach.

"Alright that's enough Kasumi, good job in not twisting his neck a couple more degrees or he would be in a brace for the next week or two even with my assistance," Koetsuji said as I felt him gracefully pull me off Kasumi as she sheepishly laughed.

"Yeah, I was kinda scared I overdid it so I didn't move him haha." She chuckled and I just groaned as I took shallower breaths as I turned down the Awakening Breath technique with that high coming from the technique ending I could feel my body screaming at me in pain at my usage of techniques I was most definitely not ready for with my untrained body.

But now it was my turn and as Kensei and Koetsuji looked at me to begin speaking they hesitated before Kensei spoke wryly. "So uh kid, do you know who your father is? I mean you got the blond hair and blue eyes..." Kensei rubbed his head looking beyond fucking awkward as I blanked at his question. "Your martial art is really similar to the Grandmaster's Seikukuen in its blocking and style. And you honestly look quite a bit like his son so it's uncanny." He finished and then I remembered how my isekai agent said my body would be morphed to fit into this world's martial arts...

What if my fucking body was remade with the DNA of Saiga Furujini his son or actually Hayato Furinji's own DNA?!