Zack stood tall, his eyes fixed on the poster of his father, Milian Zenith. The weight of his legacy hung heavy in the air, and Zack's determination to prove himself burned brighter than ever. The room's alarm pierced the silence, and Zack rose to face his second match.
As he entered the arena, the crowd erupted into cheers and applause. Zack's red hair flowed like a fiery mane, and his eyes gleamed with a fierce inner light. The referee's voice boomed through the speakers, "On the right side, we have the legendary son of Milian Zenith, Zack Zenith!"
Across from him, Jiyong F.M., the Force-master agent, emerged with an aura of calm, calculated intensity. His dark blue arua flared, and the gravity in the stadium seemed to shift, as if the very fabric of reality had been altered.
"This isn't just any match, Zack," Jiyong declared, his voice dripping with confidence. "This is a clash between two Core-3 representatives. I won't hold back, and neither should you."
Zack's eyes flashed red as he activated his ability to see the future. "I know very well I brought shame on my father to loosing to Arkea's underdog but now I've made a vow I'll win every match even this one."
The crowd's voices merged with the referee's, "Fight!" The battle began, with both fighters boosting their physical strength using Arukyo.
Jiyong unleashed his domain, increasing the gravity to 50 times that of Earth's. The air seemed to thicken, and Zack's movements became stiff and labored. Jiyong, however, moved with ease, his arua-infused limbs propelling him forward with deadly precision.
Zack gritted his teeth, his mind racing with strategies. "I need to adapt, to find a way to counter his gravity." He focused his arua, pouring all his energy into his defense and body.
Jiyong's attacks rained down upon him, each blow landing with bone-crushing force. Zack blocked and evaded, his eyes glowing brighter with each passing moment. He saw the future unfolding before him, and with that knowledge, he countered Jiyong's every move.
Jiyong's expression changed from confidence to surprise, and finally, to anger. "You're...you're adapting!" he snarled, his arua flaring wildly then he smiled. "Good!! It looks like Moss's win truly was a fluke now let's get serious!"
Zack's fists clashed with Jiyong's, the impact sending shockwaves through the stadium. "I'm not just adapting, Jiyong. I'm rewriting the future and also It must be difficult maintaining such a domain."
The crowd erupted into a frenzy of cheers and applause, sensing the shift in momentum. Jiyong's domain began to falter, his arua waning as Zack's confidence grew.
In a desperate bid to regain the upper hand, Jiyong focused his arua into a devastating kick. Zack blocked it, but his arm buckled under the pressure, the radius bone snapping like a twig.
Jiyong's eyes gleamed with triumph. "Looks like your slowing down yourself. Most don't know but I know that your ability needs constant arua during a fight!" Jiyong then kicks one of Zack's arms breaking the radius bone then launches a punch thar gets caught by Zack. "The future is ever changing as they say so imagine your eyes needing to keep up with those changes costing you so much arua!"
Zack's vision began to blur, his strength waning. But he refused to yield. With a fierce cry, he launched himself at Jiyong, their fists meeting in a clash of titans.
Zack's fists cracked in agony as he continued to exchange blows with Jiyong. Every impact sent shockwaves of pain through his body, but he refused to yield. His pride, his honor, and his father's legacy hung in the balance.
"I...I won't back down," Zack gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with determination. "I'll take the pain, I'll take the hurt, but I won't lose."
Jiyong sneered, his confidence growing with each passing moment. "You're a fool, Zack," he spat. "You're no match for me."
With a cruel smile, Jiyong unleashed a devastating punch that shattered Zack's fist. The sound of cracking bone echoed through the stadium, and Zack's eyes widened in agony.
"It's over, Zack," Jiyong declared, his voice dripping with triumph. "You lose."
Zack's body trembled with pain, but he refused to surrender. He endured the chest-caving punch that followed, his lungs burning from the impact.
As he stumbled backward, Zack's eyes locked onto Jiyong's, a fierce glint burning within them. "I...I have one last resort," he gasped, his voice barely audible.
With a Herculean effort, Zack grasped Jiyong's arm, his shattered fist still crumbling beneath the force of Jiyong's grip. Zack's chest heaved with pain, but he focused all his remaining arua into his unbroken fist.
A massive, flaring aura erupted around his fist, illuminating the stadium in a blaze of light. Jiyong's eyes widened in surprise as Zack pulled him in, dodging over his head and landing behind him.
In a flash of movement, Zack delivered the final blow, striking Jiyong's forehead with incredible force. The sound of the impact echoed through the stadium, and Jiyong's body flew backward, crashing to the ground unconscious.
The stadium erupted into chaos as Zack stood victorious, his chest heaving with exhaustion, his fist still glowing with the remnants of his arua. He gritted his teeth, pain and fatigue etched on his face.
As he looked up to the royal seats, Zack's eyes met his father's, his face cold and imposing. But then, something miraculous happened – his father nodded in approval, a hint of a smile on his lips.
Zack's face lit up with a radiant smile, and he collapsed to the ground, his body surrendering to the exhaustion and pain. But in that moment, he knew it was all worth it – he had earned his father's approval, and he had proven himself as a true warrior and a worthy son.
End of chapter 20