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5 | Rematch… Wait No!

    “What? You’re weaker now,” Kenneth’s lips curled into a smirk. “Well, you did punch me in the balls,” Kenneth’s smirk drops as he scratches his stomach.


    Kenneth rushes at Eli, his fist clenched.


    You used [Jab!]!


    Kenneth caught the flimsy jab, his palm wrapped around Eli’s fist. With a sharp twist of Eli’s wrist, he brought Eli’s shorter form onto his knees. Eli’s knees slammed onto the ground. Bits of glass sink softly onto the fabric of his knees.


    “Arghhh…” Eli shut his eyes.


    “What a beautiful sight,” Kenneth smirked; he licked his lips. Kenneth’s free hand clenched and raised.


    Thwack!


    [Please, Hit Me More!] Activated! 2x


    Eli’s head snapped to the left, his cheeks a bit scuffed.


    Thwack!


    [Please, Hit Me More!] Activated! 3x


    Thwack!


    [Please, Hit Me More!] Activated! 4x


    Thwack!


    [Please, Hit Me More!] Activated! 5x


    Kenneth’s fist rose high, his lips curled into a cocky smile. But, as his fist began to move towards Eli’s face, Eli’s hand shot out in a blur to catch Kenneth’s fist. Kenneth’s grin falters as he tries to yank away. Kenneth released Eli’s other fist. He shifts his weight, and his fist delivers a sickening impact on Eli’s ribs.


    Eli’s hand slowly lets go of Kenneth’s fist. He staggered back.


    Gah! That doesn’t feel good at all. Is it because I reached my—


    Thwack!


    Kenneth''s frame twisted before he unleashed a devastating uppercut, his knuckles connecting with Eli''s stomach in a brutal impact. The air whooshed out of Eli''s lungs as his body bent over, his chin hung loosely to expose a gaping mouth. A splatter of spit erupted from between his lips, spraying the ground below as he gasped for breath.


    Ding!


    [New Main Quest!]


    Main Quest: Defeat Kenneth Smith (0/1)


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    N-new quest—?!


    Eli’s body crashed into a nearby wall, his head snapping violently. Blood slithers down his nostrils, his hair tousled.


    “There’s no way he could beat Kenny. Why’s he here? How did he join?” The other members discussed it among themselves.


    Kenneth’s footsteps echo in the abandoned building, his hands inside his pockets. Eli stood up with the help of the wall. Kenneth ran his hand through his black locks.


    “You really think you could beat me? I won’t fall for your tricks anymore, you nutcracker,” Kenneth’s lips curled into a cocky grin.


    Kenneth’s hand curled into a tight fist, and he shifted his weight. Kenneth’s fist shot out to deliver a devastating straight punch. Eli barely ducked over. Kenneth’s knuckles crashed onto the wall.


    The sound of bones hitting the concrete echoed across the building. Kenneth’s face contorted, his face twisting in pain as blood began to seep from his split knuckle.


    “You bitch—“


    You used [Jab!]!


    Kenneth’s head snapped back as Eli’s jab connected. Kenneth’s split knuckle falls onto his hip, one shoulder raised higher than the other. He can’t use that arm now… Eli thought as he raised his fist, shaking.


    Kenneth’s left fist rose high, his face marked with tiny bruises. Kenneth dashed toward Eli’s form. Eli dodged Kenneth’s punch, and the punch whistled through the air.


    Kenneth stumbled forward as his fist punched the air. He looked at Eli’s face.


    You used [Jab!]! You used [Jab!]! You used [Jab!]…!


    A barrage of jabs rained on Kenneth’s body, each finding its spot. He attempted to shield himself with his left arm, but it was futile. Kenneth’s gaze fixed on Eli’s fist. He saw Eli winding up another jab.


    Kenneth’s left fist curled into a ball of rage. At the last moment, he unleashed his punch. Eli slipped on some old newspaper on the ground. Bone hitting the wall echoed, and neck veins bulged in Kenneth’s neck.


    Kenneth’s face contorts with pain. Another hand split. Blood seeps through the cracks of his knuckles. He slowly descended to the floor, both knuckles touching the concrete floor, marking the ground with spots of blood.


    “I lost,” Kenneth declared, his eyes lacking the vibrant color. Eli looks up from the floor, and he slowly ascends and dusts off his shirt.


    “He won? He actually WON?!” The other members gasped. They started to applaud for the performance.


    Riley clasps his hand and grins. “We have a new leader for Logan High!” He announced as he also clapped for Eli.


    Eli’s heart raced. He looked all around the room; he winced in pain from his rib.


    Ding!


    [Main Quest Complete!]


    Main Quest: Defeat Kenneth Smith (1/1)


    <Reward: [Gold Card]>


    “Reveal,” Eli muttered as he closed his eyes. The [Gold Card]’s cover shed, imaginary gold sparks danced inside the room.


    [Gold Card]


    <Attack Card>


    Title: Peekaboo


    <Description: See other people’s stats>


    [Rank: F (0/100)]


    Eli’s eyes widened, and he looked to the side. Kenneth is still sulking on the floor; he looks at his split knuckles.


    You used [Peakaboo]!


    Kenneth Smith


    Strength: B-


    Endurance: C


    Speed: C-


    Potential: C


    Intelligence: D+


    Kenneth’s body shivered, and he looked up and looked around.


    [Few Hours Later]


    Eli arrived home. He quickly went into his room and jumped onto his bed. “What a looong day… everything hurts…” Eli groaned on the bedsheets, and he rolled over.


    “I thought I would get a fighting card,” Eli sighed as he sat up and ran his hand through his black locks. “I need to get stronger,” Eli looked around his room. “Doesn’t Jack have a punching bag? Don’t my cards have a mastery? Open system,” Eli rubbed his chin.


    System:


    Title: [Loser]


    Name: Eli Gray


    [Level 1: 20/100]


    Age: 17


    Height: 168 cm (5’6 ft)


    Quest: [None]


    MP: 125/125


    Strength: E


    Endurance: D


    Speed: E


    Potential: SSS


    Intelligence: B


    Cards: [1 Bronze Card(s), 1 Gold Card(s)]


    Skills: [Pierce: 50 MP]


    Passives: [Please, Hit me More!]


    Eli’s finger touched the [Cards] and opened the [Jab!] card.


    [Bronze Card]


    <Attack Card>


    Title: Jab


    <Description: Boxing jab>


    [Rank: F (97/100)]


    “Wow, I wonder if my power increases if I rank it,” Eli pondered as he put his finger on his lips. He stood up from his bed and stretched. “I will try something,” he exited his room and entered his brother’s room.


    It was a regular room. An old sandbag was hooked to the ceiling. Eli approached the sandbag and touched it. He takes a few steps back.


    You used [Jab!]! [Jab!] ranked up! [F-Rank > E-Rank]!


    Eli’s eyes widened at the notification. His lips slowly curled into a cheeky smirk. “Time to grind until I pass out!”


    You used [Jab!]! You used [Jab!]! You used [Jab!]! You used [Jab!]…!
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