4. Weird Encounter

*Adam's POV*

Today is really suck. I wake up late and miss my favorite melon bread at the shop. They are sold out as soon as i came. Damn, i shouldn't train so late yesterday. Tomorrow i need to wake up earlier. Everything for melon bread.

To make it worst, i came late at the school. Although i'm a champion of Judo last year, the teacher still give me punishment of cleaning the school bathroom. It makes me angry just to think about it. The only saving is that i can eat a good food at cafetaria for lunch. I choose this school because of their decent cafetaria. School cafetaria's food on average are suck. Thats why it rare to have a good school lunch.

I come to the cafetaria to grab my lunch just before some food flying toward me and dirtied my uniform. I looked toward someone who caused it. A fatty fell while holding his food tray.

I'm so mad. Not because of my dirtied uniform. It is because i'm hungry right now and someone just wasted a good food in front me. I looked to this fatty and his friend tried to say something to me.

"We apolo-"

But because i'm so angry, i throw a punch unconsiously toward him before he finish what he want to say.

Damn, i shouldn't throw a punch carelessly or i will get into a trouble.

*Grip*

What!? He can take my fist head on!? I know that i'm only using a bit of my strength, but for ordinary people it was enough to make them get an injury.

He seem to be directing a part of the impact to the ground if i'm looking at his stance. Did he know how to fight? I asked to myself wondering. But still, our weight and height have wide margin. How can he did it?

"Slow down bud. No need to be so uncivilized" He said to me and explained what just happened and they start to argue.

This Wood always makes trouble everywhere he goes. I looked to him and said

"Shut up! The next time i see you playing around with food, i will beat you up myself!"

"You...!"

He left as he glared at this guy.

"Whats your name?" I ask him.

"Me? I'm Ron. Ron Walden" He said.

Ron Walden? I never heard of him. Is he a freshmen? It doesnt matter. My gut tell me that this guy know how to fight. If we fight, i'm sure he could hold on for a few rounds before i knock him down with his current strength.

Huh intersting. After the 'guy' who always sleep at the rooftop, this guy is the second person that could possibly fight me properly. No ordinary people can take my blow properly like him. I also see his eyes that speak 'confidence'. A fighter at bone it is.

"I'll remember you"

I said that as i walk away from cafetaria.

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I seem to forget something.

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Damn. I havent had my lunch. Should i go back? No no no. A man never go back on his word. Um? its unrelated with my situation tho. Forget it. I'll just have a double meal after school.

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*Ron's POV*

Today start the mark of my training regime. Lets run a few lap around the park and then grab a food at the minimarket nearby before going back home. It is useless if i got my exprience with this crappy physical condition. 'Ron' doesnt seem to like physical activity too much as far as i remember. You could say that no matter how good your software is, it is useless if you got a trash hardware.

I'm not surprised to know that this kid doesnt even have a running shoes. Thats why i just ordered right away after that accident. Okay hop we go.

Luckily, today's weather is really good for a runs. The sun shine through the trees with a small breeze once in a while.

"Okay thats it. 5 km should be enough for today. Lets increase the distant a little bit tomorrow."

Lets grab something to eat before i go home.

On the way to the minimarket, i see a middle-aged man practicing some martial art. I was curious, so look at him for a bit. From the moves that he does, he seem to be practicing one-inch punch. I know it because i'm a bit familiar with this style. But there is some moves that i dont recognize.

I know it was one-inch punch because one of my gang member was using this style before. This style have a similar routine as karate. The different is in how they deliver the strength in their punch.

While karate are something like accumulating power before you release it at the end of your punch, one-inch punch focused on burst power with half-moves. Thats why its really hard to practice one-inch punch. But if someone can master it, i can be a deadly moves.

The middle-aged man seem to notice that i was observing him for awhile.

"What do you want young man?" He said. He look at me with a strict face. How do i say this? He seem to be so disciplined like a special forces i used to met in my old life.

"No, nothing. I just saw that you're practicing one-inch punch but i dont know the moves that you use before you delivering the punch. So i was curious." i answered.

"You know about one-inch punch?" he frowned as he heard my answer.

I feel the aura around the middleaged-man become dark and gloomy.

Damn, i forgot that this style was not common even among martial artist. My gang-member before even told me that when i saw someone use this style, just pretend that i dont know about it unless they tell me by themselves. Because one who practice this style usually have a great background and only a certain people because of its strict heritage.

I need to found an excuse to avoid some trouble coming my way. Should i lie my way out? Cmon think harder. Whatever, I'm student anyway so i think its alright if i bullshiting for a bit right.

"Huh? Someone told me about this?" i told him as i tilted my head with little confused act.

"What do you mean? " he ask again.

"Well, i dont know how to explain this. But i saw an oldman using this moves before and he taught me for a bit" i said. I'm sorry unknown oldman.

"What is his name?" his dark aura receded a bit.

"I dont know. He never told me about his name."

"Then show me what he taught. Spar with me"

Is this man just asked me a student to spar with him a legit middle-aged man?

I better say it right now.

"ARE YOU CRAZY!?".