Code Zulu Alpha: Nerd in the Apocalypse!

Chapter 1167: Cindy VS Alexa

Funnily enough, as Cindy stormed off to where the PT Room was, Alexa was just staring at me shocked because I just put her in a match without asking. It was true that she'd do me a favor here and there but compared to everyone in my group, she wasn't the one I'd pick first if we were being totally honest.

Alexa was still holding her spoonful of food, "W-Wha— Me? You're putting me in a fight?! With that girl?!"

I chuckled, "So what? Your odds are so-so, besides, even if Tatiana's been training you guys for a week plus extra— Nah, you'll just see for yourself."

"O-Okay?"

Tatiana quipped from the side, "Oh yeah, I'll double— no triple your training if you lose, soo… No pressure!"

"H-How is that no pressure?! I'm way~ pressured now!"

Jeremy cut in, "Nah, she's too fired up now getting put aside or what's the word I'm looking for? It's… It's not actually a word but her ego takes a hit if she thinks she's not that important— plus her movements get sloppy when she's mad. You'd only need to be really~ careful when she clams up."

I turned to him, "Really? Interesting."

He chuckled, "It's just weird if you ask me."

"Heh."

'I'm super chill but I do get fired up and gives me some bonuses but… I do some things when I clam up for real…'

With that said, Megan took it upon herself to hype up Alexa—though she also received an assuring nod from Seb—but it didn't take long before Tatiana and I were wearing referee uniforms and was about to officiate the two's exhibition match. Honestly, I'm more curious to see how Cindy moves because I know more than Alexa than what she knows she is capable of.

I started, "Alright, no eye-gouging, hits the to the back of the head, the whole she-bang— and if we say stop you stop. We'll be forced to use force when you don't comply to these basic rules of safety and we're looking for a clean fight!"

Tatiana added, "That's right! No hair-pulling, crotch-grabbing, nipple-twisting, throat-fingering—"

"The fuck are you—"

"Heh, I said too much— FIGHT!"

Ignoring Tatiana's silly face and everyone's chuckles, the two started by touching gloves and giving each other a nod. Additionally, they were wearing proper sparring equipment: thick open-finger gloves, headgear, and a mouthpiece, and they were on this thick mat that would provide a lot of cushion.

But yeah, Cindy was the one who rushed in after a short exhale while Alexa had already put up her guard.

With each compact attack, Alexa was getting pushed back more and more to the edge of the mat, but she was guarding everything optimally. I would've preferred if she employed head slips, because she could clearly see the attacks coming, but she would just turn her body and her guard at the most optimal position to block Cindy's attacks.

"IS THIS ALL YOU CAN DO?! FIGHT BACK!"

"..."

"FIGHT BACK, I SAID!"

All of a sudden, Cindy wound up her right arm for a millisecond longer—giving up a small opening and a prompt that she'd throw a bigger punch—and Alexa stepped to Cindy's left side instead of seizing the opening she gave her.

It was a valid move nonetheless but she would've finished the fight then and there.

But yeah, this was just me thinking of what I would've done but everyone had different fighting styles and to be completely honest, I think it was working to a degree.

Cindy seemed to be the type to overpower her opponents but since it was someone she wasn't familiar with, she opted for compact attacks—but with compact attacks mean more attacks thrown which could also mean more breaths taken in succession.

I might be reading too much into this because big attacks could do the same thing—but it would leave more and wider openings—but Cindy looked a little out of breath because of all the punching and shouting.

At this moment, we were back to square one with Cindy attacking and Alexa defending, but all of a sudden, we heard a very crisp sound of flesh hitting flesh as Cindy threw a low kick right onto Alexa's inner thigh. It wouldn't have been too much trouble now but she followed up with another one to even the other side before sending another one back to the same fucking spot.

"LIKE THAT, HUH?!"

"...!"

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All of sudden, Alexa's demeanor changed as she opted for the same attack Cindy did to her but it just brought a smile to Cindy's face as she took it head-on.

"THAT'S RIGHT! ONE MORE! AND DO IT FASTER!"

"HAH!"

"BARELY FELT IT! I'LL GIVE YOU ONE MORE!"

"HAHH!"

"LAST ONE—"

Cindy was just grinning from ear to ear as she saw Alexa's face turn even more serious but her face suddenly turned to what "This fucking bitch!" would look like if we put it into words.

What happened was instead of sending another low kick to her inner thighs—which she was definitely prepared for since she was flexing her quads—Alexa sent it right on her left torso without her notice.

And to add insult to injury—though not as much, Alexa performed movements as she threw a left kick straight for Cindy's right temple. If that kick was as "fast" as "normal" high kick would've traveled, with the amount of power Alexa put in it, it would've been a knockout if Cindy hadn't put up a guard at the moment it would've connected.

However, right as she threw more punches which Alexa guarded against, she ate two more low kicks which caught her off-guard for some reason because they were a tad "faster" than what she took willingly.

But yeah, this situation suddenly made her take a deep breath and take a lower stance as she put all her focus on Alexa's weird movements.

She was patiently waiting for Alexa to attack but we gotta cut them off because it had been a good three minutes. We would've let them fight for five minutes each for three rounds but that was what we decided on just because.

'To lessen chances of injuries too…'

"DING! DING! DING! Sorry, we don't have a bell—"

"FUCK! I WAS JUST ABOUT TO GET INTO IT!" she exclaimed as she turned to Alexa, "THE FUCK WAS THAT?! WHY ARE YOU KICKING SO WEIRD!"

Alexa couldn't believe her ears, "W-Why would I tell you?!"

"ARGH! YOU'RE DOING SOME WEIRD SHIT AND I'M GONNA FIGURE IT OUT!"

I chuckled from the side, "Oh, your special program doesn't cover that? Huh."

"S-SHADDAP! YOU'RE THE REF! BE PARTIAL AT LEAST!"

"Hey, we got a bet riding on this! At least let me trash-talk!"

"FINE, SHRIMP-DICK—"

Then reactions from my "circle" emerged one after the other. I wouldn't even put all of their names here but you know the deal. It's just that Cindy seeing their reactions, among other people who saw as well, caught her as off-guard as the weird kicks she's been receiving and she just went red on the face as she shouted at them.

"W-WHY ARE YOU ALL LAUGHING AT ME?! LAUGH AT HIM!"