Chapter 25: Crushing Morale

Toya muttered under his breath as he glanced down at the tablet in his hand. "Who is my next opponent?" he wondered aloud, studying the stats displayed on the screen.

[ Code Name: Siriwat

Quirk: Victory Aura

Increase stats and make their  opponent lose their morale

Videos ]

Toya watched the videos with a mix of shock and worry as he saw the devastating damage that Siriwat could inflict. "I'm fighting a Muay Thai practitioner," Toya muttered to himself, feeling a bit apprehensive. However, he believed in himself and his abilities, confident that he could beat the guy despite the odds.

Despite seeing Siriwat punch a steel object into pieces, Toya remained determined. "If I get hit, it's game over," he acknowledged. "But just like every fight I've had, I'll give it my all."

Toya couldn't help but think about his current situation as he warmed up his body. "With all of my winnings, I still won't be able to pay off Kei's family debt. What should I do? Should I accept the old man's offer?" he contemplated. "I'll think about it after the fight," he decided, focusing his mind on the upcoming challenge.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Siriwat was warming up by shadow fighting when a man in a full black suit suddenly appeared. "Master Lee said to give you a message. He said to make sure to break the kid in half," the man relayed.

Siriwat's face twisted into a crazed smile as he licked his lips. "You don't need to tell me twice. I already plan to do just that," he replied with a menacing tone.

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The arena was filled with the deafening roar of the crowd as the announcer's booming voice echoed through the stadium. "Ladies and gentlemen on our right side, we have the new rising fighter, Rekka!" he announced, his voice filled with excitement and anticipation. The spotlight then shifted to Toya, who stood confidently, staring down his opponent.

The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, thrilled to see an underdog fighter keep winning despite the odds being against him. They admired Toya's fighting spirit and determination to succeed.

"And on our left side, we have the mad dog of Thailand's underground fighter, Siriwat!" the announcer continued, his voice equally enthusiastic. The crowd also went wild, eager to see what Siriwat had in store for Toya.

Siriwat's face was twisted into a menacing smile as he glared at Toya, his eyes filled with a fierce determination to destroy his opponent. He then moved his hand in a slicing motion, as if to indicate his intention to kill Toya.

"Let's see who will be crowned as the winner for today's match," the announcer declared, his voice filled with excitement. He then began the countdown, "Three, two, one!" The bell rang three times, signaling the start of the fight.

The tension in the air was palpable as both Toya and Siriwat sprang towards each other, ready to unleash their attacks. Siriwat wasted no time and launched a lightning-fast double jab towards Toya's face. Toya's instincts kicked in, and with a quick movement of his head, he narrowly managed to dodge the punches.

As Toya evaded Siriwat's blows, a wave of astonishment washed over him. "How is he faster than me?" Toya wondered, his mind racing to find a strategy to counter his opponent's speed. He knew that launching his flame attack without a proper opening would only leave him vulnerable to a knee strike from Siriwat.

Siriwat relentlessly continued his assault, throwing a flurry of punches at Toya. Each punch came with precision and force, but Toya's agility and reflexes allowed him to dodge the incoming attacks. The intensity of the fight grew as both fighters displayed their skill and determination.

"You're doing well, brat," Siriwat taunted, his voice filled with a mix of admiration and malice. "But in the end, you will meet your demise at my hands." With each word, Siriwat moved forward, unleashing a relentless barrage of punches, aiming to wear down Toya both physically and mentally.

Toya understood the dangerous game Siriwat was playing. He realized that Siriwat was attempting to corner him, to limit his movement and options. Toya knew he needed to find a gap, a momentary lapse in Siriwat's defense, before he would be overwhelmed by the relentless assault. With every dodge and evasion, Toya analyzed Siriwat's movements, searching for that crucial opportunity to strike back.

In a daring move, Toya made a split-second decision. He crouched down and used his flame ability to slide across the arena, swiftly maneuvering to the other side. The crowd gasped in awe as Toya executed this impressive display of agility and control.

As Toya successfully executed his move, Siriwat, in a fit of frustration and anger, unleashed a powerful punch towards the cage wall. The impact was so forceful that it created a hole.

But Siriwat wasn't about to let Toya get away so easily. With glowing red eyes and a crazed smile, he taunted, "Where do you think you're going?" His voice dripped with a sinister tone, filled with a mix of anticipation and sadistic pleasure.

Toya, now airborne, responded confidently, "Running away." He knew that being in the air would grant him more options and a chance to regroup.

Siriwat's smirk widened as he sprang up towards Toya. However, Toya effortlessly dodged the attack, smoothly evading Siriwat's strike. But Siriwat's momentum carried him to the edge of the cage wall, and with a swift bounce, he propelled himself back towards Toya.

A sense of dread washed over Toya as he realized Siriwat's plan. He knew he had to act quickly to defend himself. Siriwat launched a straight punch towards Toya, aiming to deliver a devastating blow. But in a remarkable display of reflexes, Toya managed to dodge the attack at the last possible moment, narrowly avoiding the punch.

Seizing the opportunity, Toya decided to unleash his fiery Rasengan, a powerful and concentrated attack. He directed it towards Siriwat's back, hoping to catch him off guard. However, Siriwat, displaying his own agility and skill, countered with a bicycle kick that sent Toya crashing into the nearby cage wall. The impact was jarring, causing Toya to cough as he struggled to regain his breath.

Toya coughed and struggled to stand up on his shaky legs. Sweat trickled down his forehead as he fought to catch his breath. Doubt crept into his mind, and he couldn't help but wonder, "Am I going to lose?"

The kick to his head had taken a toll on Toya. His vision blurred, and his head spun with dizziness. He felt his energy draining, his body growing heavy with exhaustion. Despite the physical and mental strain, Toya pushed himself to keep going, refusing to give up.

A sinister grin spread across Siriwat's face as he observed Toya's weakened state. "Interesting, kid. You managed to tank my hit," Siriwat remarked, cracking his knuckles. "Your head must be bleeding." His voice dripped with sadistic pleasure as he relished in Toya's suffering. "Let's end your suffering."

Siriwat advanced menacingly towards Toya, his footsteps echoing with a sense of impending doom. With a swift and powerful punch, he struck Toya directly in the stomach, causing Toya to jolt awake and experience excruciating pain. The impact forced Toya to double over, coughing up blood.

Confusion and frustration clouded Toya's mind. 'What is happening?' he wondered. 'He's been systematically wearing down my morale, crushing me mentally. No wonder I can't find the strength to push through.'

But the torment didn't end there. Siriwat, fueled by his sadistic nature, grabbed Toya by the head and forcefully pulled off his mask. The mask, a symbol of Toya's identity as Rekka, slipped from his face, leaving him vulnerable and exposed.

"This will be the end of you, Rekka," Siriwat declared, his words laced with a chilling finality.