Chapter 8: Chapter 7: The Breaking Point
The air between Raizen and Darius was thick with tension, the crowd holding their breath as the battle escalated. Darius cracked his knuckles, his smirk fading into something more serious. "I was going easy on you, but now you'll see what true power looks like."
Raizen's system pinged again.
[Draconic Combat Instincts: 35% Unlocked]
[Predictive Strike Simulation Active]
His vision sharpened further, every twitch in Darius's muscles revealing his next move before he even executed it. The moment Darius surged forward again, Raizen reacted before the attack was launched, pivoting on his foot and narrowly dodging a devastating uppercut.
Darius's eyes widened for a brief moment before he twisted mid-air, redirecting his momentum into a devastating heel kick. Raizen saw it coming—but it was too fast.
CRACK!
The impact slammed into Raizen's left shoulder, sending him sprawling across the combat platform. Pain shot through his body, his vision flashing red.
[Damage Sustained: 41%]
His arms trembled as he forced himself to his feet, rolling his shoulder. Darius scoffed. "That should've put you down. What the hell are you?"
Raizen exhaled sharply, the pain dulling under the adrenaline coursing through him. His body felt heavy, but something inside him was awakening. The system pulsed.
[Warning: Extreme Stress Detected. Activating Emergency Adaptation.]
Heat rushed through his limbs, his senses expanding beyond anything he had experienced before. His muscles no longer felt strained—they felt alive.
Darius launched himself forward again, his E-tier technique boosting his speed further, but Raizen met him head-on.
The moment Darius threw his next punch, Raizen's hands moved on instinct, catching his fist in mid-air.
The crowd gasped.
Darius's expression shifted from confidence to alarm. Raizen tightened his grip, his system feeding him new data.
[Temporary Boost: Strength Enhancement Active - 30 Seconds]
A sudden surge of raw power flooded his muscles, and before Darius could react, Raizen twisted his opponent's arm and drove his knee into his ribs with explosive force.
CRACK!
Darius let out a pained gasp as he staggered back, clutching his side. The force of the blow had been unnatural—even he could feel it.
Raizen rolled his shoulders, the fire in his blood still burning. He wasn't just keeping up anymore. He was winning.
Darius gritted his teeth, standing shakily. "This isn't over."
Raizen smirked, his body humming with new energy. "No, it isn't. But it's close."
The countdown continued.
[Time Remaining: 0:45]