CHAPTER 12
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Watching the match that was coming up close, he planned to make mental notes about the behaviors, possible counters, and patterns of the huge participant. He had already prepared for the Boxer and Kenichi, so he's left with analyzing the huge guy.
His instincts were still telling him to be wary of his abilities, and they have never failed him yet, so he will trust them for now and plan as hard as he could.
'I should also take a moment to sort out the techniques that I've stolen today. Simulate them into Eye of the Mind. Plus, practice that too when in private for the semi-final. Maybe during the second break later.'
He has a trump card that he made a few weeks prior to the tournament and hoped he could conceal before the final fight in the Finals if he was in a pinch, but still, it was best to analyze as much as possible.
As the two fighters were wearing their equipment, the announcer introduces the two participants.
"On the red side... OMORI TAKEO! And on the blue side... FUJIKO MINO!"
So the large man was called Omori Takeo... Alright, noted. That guy looks like another potential friend to add to the almost empty list.
As usual, the invigilator starts the match by swinging his arm down after explaining the rules, the normal procedures of a match.
"Quarter-Finals Roundddddd THREEEEE! Get ready for an interesting match!"
The two got into their stances, Fujiko Mino, the random went into a closed-hand guard with a forward stance while the big guy, Omori Takeo was in a neutral stance with his hands near his waist.
Interesting stance from Omori, while the random was most likely a Karate or Taekwondo User based on his stance alone.
"FIGHT!"
DING DING DING~
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The random immediately starts rushing at Omori with a battle cry, making Gohru and the rest facepalm.
'How did he even get to the Quarter-Finals? He has so many openings so big, I swear even Nikocado Avocado could pass through them!'
He thought, exaggerating about the last sentence but it was through. There were almost a dozen openings that he could use to knock him out. His running even has no guard to protect his face and neck! Did he advance to the Quarter Finals with just his strength and height?
Out of all the participants in the Quarter Finals, he was the shortest, the girl from earlier was the second shortest and Kenichi was 4th. The random and his friend were about the same height at 2nd while Omori was the tallest.
Ah, but Nikocado Avocado. Good times on the internet, especially when the HeroTube, Youtube's equivalent here in this universe was just Heroes vs Villains, maybe a touch of female Heroes being sexy, but most videos were just Hero propaganda.
Snapping back to reality when the corner of his eye saw Omori moving his right arm, pointing at the running boy with a neutral expression on his face.
'Finally, so were my predictions correct? Is it Judo or Aikido — ?"
TAK!
With a swift strike that Gohru barely saw, Omori walks away after the strike sound as the random fell backward to the ground anti-climactically.
'W-What in the fuck was that?!'
It was quick, the quickest he had ever seen someone attack. A knife strike to the neck before a palm strike to the chest. All in one motion.
'What kind of monster is that?! That was all physical strength?!'
He gaped at the superior strength and speed before swallowing the saliva that built up in his throat.
'Shit, and he didn't even show a thing at all. All I know for certain from this display is that he is twice as fast as me. That's not good.'
Kenichi was just barely faster than me, so if one of us fights him next, we were going to have a hard time. The odds were not the highest now.
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Looking at his opponent before him, he just sighed. After that match between Omori and his friend, the dude was just shaking in fear confirming his earlier assessment of the two.
"The final round of the Quarter Finals is about to start! On the red side... JIN GOHRU! And on the blue side, FUJIKO SONO!"
Oh, so they were brothers. Huh, they do after thinking about it. That's why he's so shaken up.
Deciding to just end the fight immediately, he upped his current power control to 80%, hoping that this wouldn't be too much power to make a repeat of his first match.
Getting into his stance, he watched as the poor guy shakily got into his stance.
He honestly feels bad for the guy now as the invigilator starts the fight.
"BEGIN!"
BOOM!
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"You alright?" Gohru asked his friend who was rubbing the red mark on his face.
It was currently break No.2 from 4 p.m. to 6 p.m. before the Semi-Finals, so he could sit with Kenichi to talk.
The match between the random's brother and him was boring and anti-climactic. It was just a repeat of the incident with the Matsu guy. One kick was all it took, excluding the damaged advertisement board and shocked crowd.
"Ugh... That girl seriously packed a punch. That elbow strike and knees still hurt..."
Since only unconscious or eliminated participants could get healed by a doctor with a Healer Quirk, Kenichi was clear to go with his injuries once the doctors confirmed that he was not gravely injured.
"She was quite good too. She was quite skilled and had quick decision-making. It was too bad that you have the height and range advantage."
If she was against Gohru instead of Kenichi, he would have a hard time getting back inner control in the clinch, so he was lucky that he didn't face her.
"Yeah, I got her number too if you want it. She's really good and I'd like to spar with her again." Gohru just raises an eyebrow at that statement before grinning mischievously.
"Sasuga, Kenichi. You work fast." The boy squinted his eyes in confusion before his face exploded in redness, exclaiming from his seat.
"W-What! Gohru! NO!"
"Hehehehe... I wonder what Ms. and Mr. Hirose would think if you got a girl's number?" He chuckled menacingly as Kenichi paled at the thought. His mother was always a sucker for tradition, so the moment she hears about this, she's going to flip.
After chuckling at his only friend's (The orphans don't count) dilemma, he clears his throat before continuing.
"Ahem! Alright, time to get back to serious mode. Did you see what that Omori guy did to that random?"
They went back into focus mode as Kenichi grimaced.
"Yeah, a knife strike to the neck before a palm strike right? Almost missed it too. That guy is seriously good."
"Do you know anything about that palm strike? Like what martial arts does that belong to?" He asked the fighting nerd who had a frown on.
"I'm not too sure, but I think it is somewhere in the very close CQC-range Chinese martial arts like Wing Chun or Shaolin based on the knife strike and the palm attack, but it may also be not Chinese since even Karate and Taekwondo have knife strikes even though palm strikes are not that common, it is still a possibility."
He hums as he explains, to which he clicked his tongue.
"So we're back at square one. And we don't even know about his fighting style and Quirk. This is seriously bad. I don't think I could even block that initial strike."
"Well, there's nothing we can do honestly, either pray that the Boxer fights Omori, or we go with the flow and fight him blind if we get selected." He gives his advice as Gohru just sighed before standing up from his seat.
"I'm gonna take a while, so don't wait for me. I'll meet you back here once the break's over?"
"Sure. I want to talk to my parent anyways."
"Help me take a look at Kodao, please."
"Sure."
And with a fist bump, they went their separate ways.
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