Martial Arts System

Darc had a small smirk, ''Well, good luck with that!'' He went into a throwing stance and threw something towards Ichiro.

''Hmm?'' Ichiro caught a wooden box, and instantly Kira's attention was locked at him.

She changed the targets and started running after Ichiro.

''Why the fuck are you after me?!'' Ichiro screamed.

''You are carrying Power Limit Remover, moron!'' Darc grinned and waved his hand.

Ichiro looked at the wooden box with a surprised face.

The wooden box was quite simple, but it holds something incredibly valuable.

Kira swung her sword, which was only an inch away from slashing Ichiro's neck.

''Damn!'' Ichiro unsheathed one of his swords and swung it towards the incoming sword.

Their swords clashed, but Kira instantly did another slash. She pushed forwards with no care for her safety. Instead, she had only one purpose… To kill her opponent!

Ichiro easily deflected the sword strikes because his sword mastery was one level higher than Kira's.

But Kira didn't seem to mind and pushed forwards, but even her physical strength wasn't anything special.

Ichiro frowned and wondered what she was trying to do, but then he saw her doing a small wink.

'She isn't planning to kill me… No… She is faking the fight!' Ichiro didn't change his expression and continued deflecting the attacks, he also started acting like they were having a life and deathmatch, but his sword strikes weren't dangerous at all.

Kira raised her leg and tried to slam her leg inside Ichiro's torso, but he easily blocked it with his own leg.

He used the impact of the kick to propel himself backward.

Kira wiped the sweatdrops from her delicate forehead and took a deep breath as she looked at Ichiro's handsome features.

'Why did the teacher tell to spare him? I am curious, but I have my own mission.' She turned around and started running in the opposite direction; she took a final glance at Ichiro and continued her run afterward.

''Where are you going?!'' Darc shouted with disbelief, ''Fucking discrimination? You seemed wanting to hurt me so much, but not this pretty boy? Fucking unfair!''

Kira looked at him with a glance full of disdain.

Darc watched her running away with mouth agape, ''I don't understand crazies.'' He turned his body around, but he didn't see Ichiro anywhere…

''Come back! You have my Power Limit Remover!'' Darc angrily started running after the red dot, but when he watched the smartwatch.

The red dot moved with such speed that it should be impossible for human being.

''Fuck!'' He cursed and slumped down on the ground, ''My Power Limit Remover… I will get it back!''

…

In the spectators' room.

''Why did she leave?'' Rijun frowned while looking at Elina.

VIPs seemed displeased of not able to see a deathmatch between Gold-Ranked individuals.

Leppercon also looked towards Elina, who seemed very composed.

''There are 9 hours left.'' Elina calmly said while sipping a coffee, ''What is the point of carrying the Power Limit Remover so early. She will be the only target of others. Currently, the strongest ones will be carrying the Power Limit Remover, so Kira is waiting for the stronger ones to get eliminated by the weaker ones who gang up on him.''

''Ah.'' VIPs nodded with understanding.

Ali nodded, ''Also, the holder of Power Limit Remover most likely will keep running away and not focus on the Eliminations anymore. There might be few Fighters who will still surpass the Elimination count of Power Limit Remover holder.''

Everyone nodded with understanding.

Leppercon smiled and nodded, ''This is a strategy-based event after all… It seems some of the Fighters had also teamed up, which was our goal since the start. This way, the weaker ones also have the chance of winning; they only need to be smart to get trustworthy teammates, but if they are too stupid and proud to not gather teammates… They can die; the world doesn't need more idiots.''

Everyone nodded and looked at the time limit, which finally went under 9 hours.

…

Half an hour later.

''Huff… Huff…'' Ichiro leaned on the wall as he took deep breaths. He was running nonstop for over half an hour.

'This won't work… I can't keep running 9 hours without stopping; there must be a better way.' Ichiro scratched his head, and then an illusionary light bulb appeared above his head.

'Wait… What if I can defend a small pathway… I might be able to survive, and I might know perfect spot…' Ichiro grinned and started running towards the room, where dozens of doors and stairways to the roof were located.

He has memorized every path he has taken, and he easily found his way to that room.

He ignored the doors and ran the stairs all the way to the top, where one metal door was located. He entered the roof swiftly and closed the metal door behind.

He took one of his swords from the sheaths and pushed it deep inside the metal door's lock.

''This won't hold… But it will stall some time.'' Ichiro murmured and climbed all the way to the top of the small building, which was showing the entrance of the roof clearly.

This spot isn't only good at spotting his enemy.

But, also the red dot doesn't show on which floor he is in!

There are over 5 different floors and also a rooftop!

The red dot only tells the general position, but not which floor he is on!

One of the smarter ones will find out where he is, but he doesn't care.

Ichiro also looked around the roof, there might be others hiding there, and there might be other entrances to the roof, but he can clearly see the area of 100 meters around him.

No one can sneak attack him, which makes his position excellent, but others might team up on him, but he also found a solution to that.

But, he hopes that there isn't a team-up of 5 Fighters because that almost forces him to move away from his comfortable spot.