Multi-Gene

Chapter 68 - Nine Revolutions Fist Vs Whip Latch

Two female students quickly walked up to the ring that had been drawn by the instructor.

One of the girls, Tammy is a blond girl with a sharp eyes that radiated a certain amount of confidence. She was a bit curvy and also quite beautiful, compared to her opponent.

At first glance, Emma appeared quite short, she has an average face but her hair colour was pink. One might doubt whether she had dyed it but it appears she was born with it.

As the two settled on the stage, the instructor wasted no time and immediately shouted "Start!"

But what was surprising was that neither of them made their moved yet, instead both of them stood opposite each other, observing themselves.

Tammy stood arrogantly with a slight elegance in her posture, looking down on her opponent.

Opposite her, Emma stood in a battle stance, not daring to underestimate the one before her. She had heard about Tammy's deed.

Tammy had forced the individual who was currently at the 9th position. And although she hadn't won, she only lost by a few moves which proves her competence

After a few seconds passed, Emma seemed to have lost her patience and without warning, she rushed up towards Tammy, and launched a spinning kick towards her head!

The air whizzed by the force of the attack. It was clear that if the attack had landed on someone, it would at.least break a few bones. But, the attack had hit nothing but air.

Tammy's body swayed lightly like the leaf of a willow tree, as she evaded the deadly kick that was heading towards her head. Showing she had learnt a type of footwork technique since she easily evaded the attack.

Emma wasn't at all disappointed though, she didn't have any hopes of taking Tammy out on the first attack. And if that really happened, she would count that as her luck.

She was only testing the waters. It was normal courtesy to test each others strength before getting serious.

That was what Emma thought but as she was about to pursue her opponent to keep her momentum steady, her eyes caught a fist that was sent hurling towards her face accompanied with the faint sound of an engine rumbling from a distance emerging from the fist!

Nine Revolution Fist - a fist technique which taps into the power points in the bloodstream, revolving the blood located in the blood vessels, veins and meridians Nine times and also increasing the force in the fist nine times.

The fist technique was originally a Red grade technique as it is only a Red Grade level technique that can increase one's power by that much.

But the institute split the technique into three. Namely, Three Revolution Fist, Six Revolution fist and finally, Nine Revolution Fist.

Three Revolutions Fist had been simplified by the professors in the institute into a Black Grade Technique. But if you thought it would increase your strength by three times, then you are in for a big disappointment.

The Three Revolutions Fist only increases the attack force by half and only if you practice it to the Perfection state would you be able to unleash twice the strength contained in your fist.

Emma face changed slightly. Her opponent had used a Combat Technique.

She hadn't expected her opponent to utilize a combat technique only a few seconds starting the match.

She was hoping they would test the waters first, testing the limits of their powers before delivering the final and killing blow.

It's obvious what Tammy was trying to do. Tammy wanted to end the match as quickly as she could. And from this, one could infer that she is more impatient than Emma was.

Circulating her blood technique, and activating her combat skill. Emma could hear the joyful slouching of blood flowing through her veins faintly resounding in her body and with her heartbeat propelling like an engine.

Suddenly, she also threw her own punch! Fist against fist.

Swoosh!

Emma fist was soft but surprisingly fast. But as the two fists was about to collide.

Whip Latch!

Emma's arm unexpectedly grew soft, almost boneless, in a flash, she swiftly wrapped her arm around Tammy's incoming fist like a vine or a snake entangling a stick. Holding onto them strong and resilient.

Whip Latch - A technique which soften the bones to an unbelievable degree, making them soft and resilient.

The force behind Tammy's fist instantly slowed down immediately. Not wasting any time, Emma drew Tammy towards her.

Surprised, she stumbled forwards unexpectedly. Tammy's face turned dark in that moment. She had thought that the fight would be an easy win for her, bit unexpectedly, she had been placed at an absolute disadvantage.

It was absolutely infuriating, her face grew red as she turned angry. Without evading it, she moved towards Emma as though she was in her trap and then.

Boom!

An headbutt. She had headbutted Emma unexpectedly in her moment of anger. On normal circumstances, she would have never done that, as she considered herself above such low tactics but, her anger had gotten the best of her.

Emma stumbled back in shock. Her head was dizzy as she was unable to comprehend what was happening. A little bit of blood flowed down her tiny nose.

Not waiting the slightest for Emma to recover, Tammy stepped forwards and proceeded to knock her out cold with a single punch.

David raised his eyes brows in surprise. He hadn't been expecting this outcome and neither did anyone.

But this was also a lesson to him as he told himself.to be more cautious. They were different types of technique in the institute so he told himself to be extra cautious.

Instructor Aella glanced at Tammy with a wired look as she said "Good, perfect! During your spar, i hope you are able to utilize every single bit of power and advantages you can possibly get." after saying that, she called out to the next people that had been selected to spar.

But not after placing Emma's knocked out body in another part of the field.

Two male youths came out this time. Both were incredibly handsome as though they were models.

One was Latino with a white punk hairstyle.

While the other looked french, but he was a bit more handsome than the former with a black and heavily gelled hair that shone with the sun