Results

The spectators that were watching his fight all shivered in disgust and shock. They were shocked that someone so young could be so powerful and ruthless. Well, those were only the naive majority watching.

On the other side of the stadium, Kabal's fights were being undertaken. Kabal's body was slowly being forged by the Broken Man's Martial Art. At this point, he was an Upper Mortal that was peerless in his realm... with a few exceptions.

Kabal looked modest. His opponent was younger and much more lively.

Opponent: Give up now! I don't plan on killing the weak

Kabal: I'm sorry but I can't do that

Opponent: But you have no weapon. How will you fight me I have an axe?

Kabal: I need no weapon. Now come, don't waste time

The young boy rushed forward with his axe. He tried to put on a menacing face but his innocence was all too easily spotted by Kabal. The boy pretended to swing with all his might but it was a lie. He purposely used less power, he only planned on cutting Kabal's skin and no further. He wanted to scare Kabal and make him quit.

Opponent: I'm sorry but if I must I will kill you. I need to win that Princess. With that opportunity, my poor family can rise. We will receive all the possessions we desire. The boy's axe made contact with Kabal's left arm. His clothes were cut through easily, this boy clearly has a master….. a newly made apprentice, your master is an Upper Mortal. Kabal could see through the boy clearly.

The boy thought he had won but he quickly jumped back.

Kabal: You don't look strong but you're an Upper Mortal's apprentice. You're a young prodigy, you look to be 16. But you're far too young for this tournament

CLANG

The man's axe bounced off Kabal's arm and he was perfectly fine. The young man was baffled. "What are you? Even my master's body doesn't seem to be as durable as yours. Is it an evil art? What do you practice? I won't go easy on you."

Kabal was as calm and tranquil as ever. "What I practice is an art that was bestowed upon me by my brother. It is far from an evil art. You have a good heart but you're too inexperienced and naive. I see it in your eyes, you've never killed before."

Kabal advanced towards the man and was met by continuous strikes from his axe in different directions. His way of movement was very unorthodox.

CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG

Kabal blocked the blade head-on just using his bare hands. "You need to train further. I'm afraid your master wouldn't even beat me."

The boy swung with all his force. His eyes were welling with tears, he was furious, his master helped him and raised him from being an orphan. He wouldn't stand when someone openly ridicules his master. The axe was visibly stronger than anything he threw beforehand, he was pissed.

Kabal sensed it as a potential chance at growth and a potential chance to help KJ. Kabal intentionally weakened his defences and let this axe slightly cut his skin. A bit of blood trickled out and Kabal forced his enemy down to his knees.

Kabal pretended to be surprised. "Don't be discouraged. You have great potential and you are a young prodigy. Here….. look up. One day you cut me, who knows, one day you might be able to sever my entire arm. Keep working to grow stronger, as long as there is a tomorrow there is a possibility."

The opponent accepted his fate. He spoke in a depressing voice but there was a glimmer of hope somewhere inside of it. "My name is Zylin, I hope to see you in the future and I hope to have a battle with you then. For now, I will return to my master and receive his guidance, farewell."

And with that Zylin made his way out of the stadium. Zylin was a fairly handsome boy. He had bright green eyes and bright shiny blue hair. It was tied up into a long ponytail that blew in the wind behind him. He had a white headband around his forehead that was tied in a not and fluttered out behind his head. His robes were a dirty white.... He doesn't look like he has much Dagals. His skin was a beautiful mix of turquoise and light green. If he was stronger and had more to his name, females would adore him

"KABAL IS THE WINNER"