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Episode 1: Welcome To Radiance City: The Kid With The Iron Skin!

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OOC!
FINALLY FIGURED WHERE I WANT TO TAKE THIS STORY!

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*BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!* the sledgehammer's blows echoed through the air as it was swung against the tire. When training with sledgehammers, emphasize repetitive slams into the program; this can develop endurance in a lot of key areas like your back, shoulders, traps, core, and arms. You can also use one-handed slams (also known as Tomahawks) which will cause you to use balance and core strength. Footwork is key: you have to pivot one foot in some exercises and then make sure that your feet are set firmly every time (the last thing you want is the hammer coming back at you and hitting your shin). You can also square your feet up with the tire and do overhead slams, keeping your body straight and aligned. Slams require major muscle groups and stabilizer muscles to work together during the movement, causing an awesome exercise for raw power and endurance. He kept this up with the slams from his right side for another 3 sets of fifteen swings until he was done and then he switched to the left side for another set of slams! Four sets of fifteen slams from the left side with fifteen second breaks between sets! After this was completed he switched to overhead slams for the last four sets of fifteen slams! Again and again and again he smashed the thirty pound sledgehammer against the tire until he was done and finally set down the hammer as he took a breather.

*POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW!* went his palms against the sandbag filled with granite he'd tied against the tree for an hour before he would switch to punches, hammer fists and back fists for an hour each. This was the Iron Palm section of his training. Iron Palm practices aim to increase the bone density this not only makes the hands less vulnerable to damage but also heavier and more capable of damaging (think of being hit with a piece of metal rather then a similarly sized piece of wood). Alongside this the methods develop the tissue and muscles of the hand making them stronger and protecting the tendons and veins.

Yet Iron Palm is not just about toughening the hands. When done correctly Iron Palm teaches to strike with the whole body (not the arm). The body becomes like a massive whip generating a wave of force. The muscles of the hand are trained to instinctively flex open or closed (according to hand the formation) to maximize force when striking. These methods should also increase blood circulation (and, from a traditional Chinese medical perspective, qi flow) to the hand. This is of great help to qigong practitioners, who tend to find that the practice increases subjective feelings of energy in the hand. It is also of use to those who use the hands for healing and massage.

Indeed one of the interesting aspects of Iron Palm training is that when done correctly it does not ‘deaden’ the nerves of the hands but seems instead to give them more sensitivity (perhaps due to the increased blood circulation). It is a common misconception that one aims to essentially damage the nerves to ‘endure more’ pain in Iron Palm – this is completely untrue; losing any sensitivity in the hands would be a massive disadvantage in a fight as well as in life.

Almost all Iron Palm alongside the striking portion contains components of herbal medicine (dit da jow – ‘hit fall wine’), accurate body mechanics, qigong, specialized breathing methods and lifestyle pointers. Authentic Iron Palm methods developed over many years with a great deal of time, trial and error, body feel and contemplation. In common with the aims of all good Kung Fu good Iron Palm aims to build the body up, not break it down. It is a gradual process. People used to everyday exercising and pushing themselves to the limit tend to want to bring the same attitude to Iron Palm. It must be remembered that pushing muscles to ‘failure’ means a bit of aching the next day and then they grow back stronger, pushing bones to failure equals making dust!

Once he finally finished this section of his training he switched to Iron Leg Training. Which was mostly the same but revolved around the legs. He accomplished this by kicking hard bags. Once he finally finished this section of his training he switched to Bodyweight Training: 200 Air Squats, 200 Push Ups, 150 Sit ups, 150 Dips, 75 Pull Ups and 75 Lunges.

Air squats, also known as bodyweight squats, are commonly used in training programs like CrossFit and workout routines. They are only done using your own body weight, while regular squats may use additional weights instead. You should feel the squat in your thighs and in your glutes. To do an air squat, you keep your feet at shoulder width apart and pointed straight ahead. When squatting, your hips will move down and back. Your lumbar curve should be maintained and your heels should stay flat on the floor the entire time and your hips will descend lower than your knees!

It was an insane workout program. A brutal workout program but it was the one he'd been dedicating himself to ever since that night.

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He squeezed his eyes shut and continued one arm pull ups with the tree branch. He couldn't get distracted. He had to focus on training. He couldn't let his memories of that thing distract him. He had to focus. He had to stay focused. Just forget about it for now and focus on training.

He eventually completed his pull ups and took a breather before performing the lunges on his way out of the woods and then he walked around while continuing to do them.

After this was completed he walked over to a tree stump and retrieved his water bottle and sipped it while he continued to rest up. He still had an hour of running to do before he could really take a break but at least he could take a little breather.

He was strong, he knew that, and he got stronger every day. Every day he pushed himself harder and harder to get better and stronger and faster and yet...somehow...for some reason...he still couldn't even imagine taking on The Masked Man. The fact of the matter was that he wouldn't even be here right now if Auntiehadn't shown up when she did. So he owed it to her, and everyone else attacked that day, to master her Iron Body Kung-Fu to be ready for anything but especially if they ever ran into The Masked Man again or anything like him...

He finished his water and closed his eyes for another new few minutes before he got back up, refilled his drink, put the cap back on and put the water bottle back in his satchel and took off running.

"Do you really want to go down this road, King? You need to know that my training is not for the faint of heart. I will push you to and beyond your limits until you break."

"I am! I am! I'm ready! I can do it!" King insisted. "You saw everything he did there! You were the only one who stood a chance and look at what he did to you! I have to be ready in case he ever comes back! We don't even know if he's really dead! The cops never found the body! Please Auntie! You've gotta teach me! You have to!"

"Alright then. You're certainly eager enough and you make a good point. Okay. But I don't want any tears or complaining, understood? Not even one. You are going to do everything I say, train when I say, how I say and for however long I say. Am I clear?"

"YES AUNTIE! I CAN DO IT! I won't let you down! I promise!"

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SuperKamiGuy1 wrote:

*BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!* the sledgehammer's blows echoed through the air as it was swung against the tire. When training with sledgehammers, emphasize repetitive slams into the program; this can develop endurance in a lot of key areas like your back, shoulders, traps, core, and arms. You can also use one-handed slams (also known as Tomahawks) which will cause you to use balance and core strength. Footwork is key: you have to pivot one foot in some exercises and then make sure that your feet are set firmly every time (the last thing you want is the hammer coming back at you and hitting your shin). You can also square your feet up with the tire and do overhead slams, keeping your body straight and aligned. Slams require major muscle groups and stabilizer muscles to work together during the movement, causing an awesome exercise for raw power and endurance. He kept this up with the slams from his right side for another 3 sets of fifteen swings until he was done and then he switched to the left side for another set of slams! Four sets of fifteen slams from the left side with fifteen second breaks between sets! After this was completed he switched to overhead slams for the last four sets of fifteen slams! Again and again and again he smashed the thirty pound sledgehammer against the tire until he was done and finally set down the hammer as he took a breather.

*POW! POW! POW! POW! POW! POW!* went his palms against the sandbag filled with granite he'd tied against the tree for an hour before he would switch to punches, hammer fists and back fists for an hour each. This was the Iron Palm section of his training. Iron Palm practices aim to increase the bone density this not only makes the hands less vulnerable to damage but also heavier and more capable of damaging (think of being hit with a piece of metal rather then a similarly sized piece of wood). Alongside this the methods develop the tissue and muscles of the hand making them stronger and protecting the tendons and veins.

Yet Iron Palm is not just about toughening the hands. When done correctly Iron Palm teaches to strike with the whole body (not the arm). The body becomes like a massive whip generating a wave of force. The muscles of the hand are trained to instinctively flex open or closed (according to hand the formation) to maximize force when striking. These methods should also increase blood circulation (and, from a traditional Chinese medical perspective, qi flow) to the hand. This is of great help to qigong practitioners, who tend to find that the practice increases subjective feelings of energy in the hand. It is also of use to those who use the hands for healing and massage.

Indeed one of the interesting aspects of Iron Palm training is that when done correctly it does not ‘deaden’ the nerves of the hands but seems instead to give them more sensitivity (perhaps due to the increased blood circulation). It is a common misconception that one aims to essentially damage the nerves to ‘endure more’ pain in Iron Palm – this is completely untrue; losing any sensitivity in the hands would be a massive disadvantage in a fight as well as in life.

Almost all Iron Palm alongside the striking portion contains components of herbal medicine (dit da jow – ‘hit fall wine’), accurate body mechanics, qigong, specialized breathing methods and lifestyle pointers. Authentic Iron Palm methods developed over many years with a great deal of time, trial and error, body feel and contemplation. In common with the aims of all good Kung Fu good Iron Palm aims to build the body up, not break it down. It is a gradual process. People used to everyday exercising and pushing themselves to the limit tend to want to bring the same attitude to Iron Palm. It must be remembered that pushing muscles to ‘failure’ means a bit of aching the next day and then they grow back stronger, pushing bones to failure equals making dust!

Once he finally finished this section of his training he switched to Iron Leg Training. Which was mostly the same but revolved around the legs. He accomplished this by kicking hard bags. Once he finally finished this section of his training he switched to Bodyweight Training: 200 Air Squats, 200 Push Ups, 150 Sit ups, 150 Dips, 75 Pull Ups and 75 Lunges.

Air squats, also known as bodyweight squats, are commonly used in training programs like CrossFit and workout routines. They are only done using your own body weight, while regular squats may use additional weights instead. You should feel the squat in your thighs and in your glutes. To do an air squat, you keep your feet at shoulder width apart and pointed straight ahead. When squatting, your hips will move down and back. Your lumbar curve should be maintained and your heels should stay flat on the floor the entire time and your hips will descend lower than your knees!

It was an insane workout program. A brutal workout program but it was the one he'd been dedicating himself to ever since that night.

He squeezed his eyes shut and continued one arm pull ups with the tree branch. He couldn't get distracted. He had to focus on training. He couldn't let his memories of that thing distract him. He had to focus. He had to stay focused. Just forget about it for now and focus on training.

He eventually completed his pull ups and took a breather before performing the lunges on his way out of the woods and then he walked around while continuing to do them.

After this was completed he walked over to a tree stump and retrieved his water bottle and sipped it while he continued to rest up. He still had an hour of running to do before he could really take a break but at least he could take a little breather.

He was strong, he knew that, and he got stronger every day. Every day he pushed himself harder and harder to get better and stronger and faster and yet...somehow...for some reason...he still couldn't even imagine taking on The Masked Man. The fact of the matter was that he wouldn't even be here right now if Auntiehadn't shown up when she did. So he owed it to her, and everyone else attacked that day, to master her Iron Body Kung-Fu to be ready for anything but especially if they ever ran into The Masked Man again or anything like him...

He finished his water and closed his eyes for another new few minutes before he got back up, refilled his drink, put the cap back on and put the water bottle back in his satchel and took off running.

"Do you really want to go down this road, King? You need to know that my training is not for the faint of heart. I will push you to and beyond your limits until you break."

"I am! I am! I'm ready! I can do it!" King insisted. "You saw everything he did there! You were the only one who stood a chance and look at what he did to you! I have to be ready in case he ever comes back! We don't even know if he's really dead! The cops never found the body! Please Auntie! You've gotta teach me! You have to!"

"Alright then. You're certainly eager enough and you make a good point. Okay. But I don't want any tears or complaining, understood? Not even one. You are going to do everything I say, train when I say, how I say and for however long I say. Am I clear?"

"YES AUNTIE! I CAN DO IT! I won't let you down! I promise!"

Running was a great form of training and exercise that helps boost endurance and increases your heart rate. Running for boxing is an aerobic training and conditioning exercise, meaning it improves strength, speed, and aerobic fitness. Conditioning is imperative for contenders to become unstoppable both in and out of the ring. Shadow boxing during running can have three purposes, first it might be for loosening up muscles that start to tightening up during running and the second one is simply for conditioning and the third reason might be just practicing throwing punches while moving forward. Also known as boxing roadwork, it used to consist of long-distance running, but modern boxing roadwork is a bit different. Today’s boxing roadwork includes distance as well, but your miles are broken up with various forms of interval training including sprints, backpedals, shuffling left and right, and movements from the ring, like rolling and slipping. The ultimate goal of roadwork for boxers is to develop aerobic conditioning for all aspects of boxing, including mental focus and cardiovascular strength. He incorporated all of this into his running while enjoying the beauty of nature. The forest, the trees, the grass, the flowers, the bright blue sky, the puffy white clouds and the sun shining down on him. The birds sang and flew through the air around him and his feet crunched the ground. He incorporated his footwork into it while punching the air and throwing elbow strikes as well as high knees. It was a long run that took one hour and three minutes and twenty-seven seconds to complete all together but it was more than worth it for the exercise and practice he received while doing so. So for now he just enjoyed the relaxing breeze, the sun's shining warmth and nature's beauty. He kept running and running and running until he finally made it back to their dojo house built upon the Heaven-Reaching Highland

https://i.imgur.com/FmNM1nf.jpg
https://www.houzz.com/photos/japanese-g … p~33748358

Embracing this unique site, the Dojo was designed to respect the natural landscape through it's simplicity. Having the structure float among the landscaping, the Dojo presents a softer, more mindful connection to the ground. Panels surrounding the communal space seamlessly glide back allowing individuals to easily enjoy this sublime setting. Aunt Yanagimachi's Dojo was contemporary and conditional and designed for peace of mind and relaxation. It was deliberately built way up here in the outskirts of Radiance City on a high hill overlooking the city specifically to get away from all of the hustle and bustle of the city so she would have peace of mind. It was perfect for training. This area really did have everything they needed for it.

Aunt Yanagimachi Niaoyuanjiao stepped out of the dojo and smiled at him. Her long dark hair tied up in its usual braid and wearing her workout clothes which exposed her rock solid muscles. The battle scars on the left side of her face, and around her body, did nothing to distract from her Amazonian Beauty. "Morning kid! How's it going so far?"

"Hey Auntie!" He greeted as he returned to the stump, sat down and took another swig from his water bottle until he'd downed it. "Whooo! That's better." He took a deep breaths and then he stood up and looked back at her and bowed. "I just finished the jogging part and I am feeling good!"

"That's good to hear, Himura, come on in and take a shower and relax for a bit, I'll have a hot meal ready for you, and then we'll go to the park."

"Oh wow. You serious?"

"For training purposes of course."

"Of course." He laughed. "Thanks again Auntie." He smiled and jogged part her into the house and high-fived her on the way in.

The heat of the shower water sprayed down on him as King relaxed in the shower, the tension leaving his muscular toned body as he relaxed. His fiery red hair wetting down by the water and his hazel eyes shut. The steam rose up around him and he let it all take him away.

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SuperKamiGuy1 wrote:

Running was a great form of training and exercise that helps boost endurance and increases your heart rate. Running for boxing is an aerobic training and conditioning exercise, meaning it improves strength, speed, and aerobic fitness. Conditioning is imperative for contenders to become unstoppable both in and out of the ring. Shadow boxing during running can have three purposes, first it might be for loosening up muscles that start to tightening up during running and the second one is simply for conditioning and the third reason might be just practicing throwing punches while moving forward. Also known as boxing roadwork, it used to consist of long-distance running, but modern boxing roadwork is a bit different. Today’s boxing roadwork includes distance as well, but your miles are broken up with various forms of interval training including sprints, backpedals, shuffling left and right, and movements from the ring, like rolling and slipping. The ultimate goal of roadwork for boxers is to develop aerobic conditioning for all aspects of boxing, including mental focus and cardiovascular strength. He incorporated all of this into his running while enjoying the beauty of nature. The forest, the trees, the grass, the flowers, the bright blue sky, the puffy white clouds and the sun shining down on him. The birds sang and flew through the air around him and his feet crunched the ground. He incorporated his footwork into it while punching the air and throwing elbow strikes as well as high knees. It was a long run that took one hour and three minutes and twenty-seven seconds to complete all together but it was more than worth it for the exercise and practice he received while doing so. So for now he just enjoyed the relaxing breeze, the sun's shining warmth and nature's beauty. He kept running and running and running until he finally made it back to their dojo house built upon the Heaven-Reaching Highland

https://www.houzz.com/photos/japanese-g … p~33748358

Embracing this unique site, the Dojo was designed to respect the natural landscape through it's simplicity. Having the structure float among the landscaping, the Dojo presents a softer, more mindful connection to the ground. Panels surrounding the communal space seamlessly glide back allowing individuals to easily enjoy this sublime setting. Aunt Yanagimachi's Dojo was contemporary and conditional and designed for peace of mind and relaxation. It was deliberately built way up here in the outskirts of Radiance City on a high hill overlooking the city specifically to get away from all of the hustle and bustle of the city so she would have peace of mind. It was perfect for training. This area really did have everything they needed for it.

Aunt Yanagimachi Niaoyuanjiao stepped out of the dojo and smiled at him. Her long dark hair tied up in its usual braid and wearing her workout clothes which exposed her rock solid muscles. The battle scars on the left side of her face, and around her body, did nothing to distract from her Amazonian Beauty. "Morning kid! How's it going so far?"

"Hey Auntie!" He greeted as he returned to the stump, sat down and took another swig from his water bottle until he'd downed it. "Whooo! That's better." He took a deep breaths and then he stood up and looked back at her and bowed. "I just finished the jogging part and I am feeling good!"

"That's good to hear, Himura, come on in and take a shower and relax for a bit, I'll have a hot meal ready for you, and then we'll go to the park."

"Oh wow. You serious?"

"For training purposes of course."

"Of course." He laughed. "Thanks again Auntie." He smiled and jogged part her into the house and high-fived her on the way in.

The heat of the shower water sprayed down on him as King relaxed in the shower, the tension leaving his muscular toned body as he relaxed. His fiery red hair wetting down by the water and his hazel eyes shut. The steam rose up around him and he let it all take him away.

The hot wet droplets rained down all over his body and swiftly replaced the sweat they washed away along with curing his fatigue. It recharged and re-energized him. King soon took his hands away from the wall and folded his hands in front of his chest and closed his eyes and calmed his heart as he embraced the shower and used it for a momentary peaceful period of meditation. After his cleansing meditation was over with he stepped out to dry off.

After changing into a set of dry clothes he returned to the dojo kitchen and sat down with his Aunt to enjoy a beef stew. "Thanks Aunite. This looks amazing."

"All the best ,kiddo." She ruffled his hair and then they sat down outside to eat together.

The backyard of the dojo had fitness equipment, mats, bags, a pond and a shed with more equipment inside all spaced out so there was plenty of room to exercise. "Hey Auntie? Not that I'm complaining, I promised never to do so, but can't we do everything we can do at the park here?"

"You're right. But sometimes a change in venue can be good for the mind. Staying in the same place all the time would get boring. You need to switch it up every now and then to keep things fresh."

"Oh okay that's a good point." He tasted the stew and ate some meat. "This is incredible as always Auntie."

"Healthy and nutritious is the way to go." She quoted and they enjoyed eating together.

They continued eating together until they finished and then they cleaned their dishes and the kitchen and then they stepped outside to begin their long walk to the Rosewood Garden Park.

Clay Remington, a young man with short brown hair worn in a bowl cut, balanced on a pole in the park. His short blue jacket blowing in the breeze behind him as he moved his arms in a clockwise and counter clockwise motion while standing on one leg with his other rose up to his stomach. Physical balance is an important part of Martial Arts, and other sports and activities. It greatly improves your health, strength, and athleticism. Making sure to get regular exercise and an proper amount of rest, each night is necessary to be physically balanced. As such he began practicing his blocks and deflections while balancing on one leg a few times before he switched to his other leg.

https://i.imgur.com/WxG2BMt.jpg

Rosewood Garden Park really was one of the best places for a nice relaxing exercise and practice like this. It was so beautiful here. Nature was in abundance and it was so peaceful. Kids could come and play while their families had their get togethers and picnics with the sun shining down on them and butterflies flapping their wings and the birds singing their songs. It calmed his mind and warmed his soul. Studying at The Inner Warrior Dojo was fun of course but this was where they came when they really wanted to unwind. He closed his eyes and continued practicing his blocking techniques while embracing the peace and tranquility of his surroundings and let it all flow into him. It was a nice relaxing morning day and absolutely nothing could ruin it for him.

"Sup Geek Squad?" A loud voice suddenly called to him from behind.

"YAAAAAAHHH!" He jumped in the air, lost his balance, flipped in the air and reached out and caught himself on his hand and balanced on it. "Wh-wha? Huh? What?" He noticed the blonde guy with his hair gelled up in a spiked style waving to him. "Vilfredo? What are you doing here?"

https://i.imgur.com/XzfwU3I.png

Vilfredo Acciaio laughed at him. "Just waiting for the right moment."

Clay groaned and pushed off of his hand and landed on his feet and turned around to look back at him. "You here for a rematch?"

"Ease up. The Rising Phoenix Studio Martial Arts Emporium teaches us primarily to fight in official tournaments unless we get attacked first. No reason to humiliate you in public too."

Clay glared at him but he relented. If he wasn't going to pick a fight then Clay wouldn't either. "You just got a lucky shot."

"It's called skill bro."

"Fine, fine, mad skills. Happy?"

"Extremely."

Clay smiled and relaxed. "So what are you really doing here?"

"Enjoying this beautiful day. We've got a few left before school starts back up again so I'm going to enjoy it while I can."

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The hot wet droplets rained down all over his body and swiftly replaced the sweat they washed away along with curing his fatigue. It recharged and re-energized him. King soon took his hands away from the wall and folded his hands in front of his chest and closed his eyes and calmed his heart as he embraced the shower and used it for a momentary peaceful period of meditation. After his cleansing meditation was over with he stepped out to dry off.

After changing into a set of dry clothes he returned to the dojo kitchen and sat down with his Aunt to enjoy a beef stew. "Thanks Aunite. This looks amazing."

"All the best ,kiddo." She ruffled his hair and then they sat down outside to eat together.

The backyard of the dojo had fitness equipment, mats, bags, a pond and a shed with more equipment inside all spaced out so there was plenty of room to exercise. "Hey Auntie? Not that I'm complaining, I promised never to do so, but can't we do everything we can do at the park here?"

"You're right. But sometimes a change in venue can be good for the mind. Staying in the same place all the time would get boring. You need to switch it up every now and then to keep things fresh."

"Oh okay that's a good point." He tasted the stew and ate some meat. "This is incredible as always Auntie."

"Healthy and nutritious is the way to go." She quoted and they enjoyed eating together.

They continued eating together until they finished and then they cleaned their dishes and the kitchen and then they stepped outside to begin their long walk to the Rosewood Garden Park.

Clay Remington, a young man with short brown hair worn in a bowl cut, balanced on a pole in the park. His short blue jacket blowing in the breeze behind him as he moved his arms in a clockwise and counter clockwise motion while standing on one leg with his other rose up to his stomach. Physical balance is an important part of Martial Arts, and other sports and activities. It greatly improves your health, strength, and athleticism. Making sure to get regular exercise and an proper amount of rest, each night is necessary to be physically balanced. As such he began practicing his blocks and deflections while balancing on one leg a few times before he switched to his other leg.

https://i.imgur.com/WxG2BMt.jpg

Rosewood Garden Park really was one of the best places for a nice relaxing exercise and practice like this. It was so beautiful here. Nature was in abundance and it was so peaceful. Kids could come and play while their families had their get togethers and picnics with the sun shining down on them and butterflies flapping their wings and the birds singing their songs. It calmed his mind and warmed his soul. Studying at The Inner Warrior Dojo was fun of course but this was where they came when they really wanted to unwind. He closed his eyes and continued practicing his blocking techniques while embracing the peace and tranquility of his surroundings and let it all flow into him. It was a nice relaxing morning day and absolutely nothing could ruin it for him.

"Sup Geek Squad?" A loud voice suddenly called to him from behind.

"YAAAAAAHHH!" He jumped in the air, lost his balance, flipped in the air and reached out and caught himself on his hand and balanced on it. "Wh-wha? Huh? What?" He noticed the blonde guy with his hair gelled up in a spiked style waving to him. "Vilfredo? What are you doing here?"

https://i.imgur.com/XzfwU3I.png

Vilfredo Acciaio laughed at him. "Just waiting for the right moment."

Clay groaned and pushed off of his hand and landed on his feet and turned around to look back at him. "You here for a rematch?"

"Ease up. The Rising Phoenix Studio Martial Arts Emporium teaches us primarily to fight in official tournaments unless we get attacked first. No reason to humiliate you in public too."

Clay glared at him but he relented. If he wasn't going to pick a fight then Clay wouldn't either. "You just got a lucky shot."

"It's called skill bro."

"Fine, fine, mad skills. Happy?"

"Extremely."

Clay smiled and relaxed. "So what are you really doing here?"

"Enjoying this beautiful day. We've got a few left before school starts back up again so I'm going to enjoy it while I can."

They began walking together. "Sooo how are the Phoenices?"

"You mean the future world champions?" Vilfredo asked smugly. "We're doing great. We have a new set of students all lined up ready to learn the true way of the fist. They'll rise from the ashes of their current existence like triumphant cosmic firebirds and unlike their raging fires within!"

"I've got to hand it to you Vil, setting your students on fire is certainly a unique teaching method."

"We do light fires under their asses for pullups." He confessed. "Physically and metaphorically."

"I always knew you guys were crazy but it's nice to have confirmation."

"Now, now, just because we're hardcore does not mean we're crazy. We just take training seriously. Besides, we're Phoenices. You can't be a firebird if you're afraid of fire."

"How do you guys even get away with that?"

"Money talks."

"You are aware you're confessing to everything right?"

"Money talks." Vilfredo repeated. "So how about you?"

"Honorable, disciplined and still striving for inner peace."

"So it's lame, got it."

"Hey just because we're disciplined and focused on personal betterment does not mean we're lame. That is what martial arts is supposed to be about."

"The marital arts are also about making sure you're able to kick ten kinds of ass whenever the need arises."

"Yeah, see, we're not like you guys." Clay insisted. "We can't just go around picking fights like everybody else. The Inner Warrior's Dojo's Fighting Style is about betterment and self-defense. Fighting is only in case of emergencies, self-defense, defense of a third party, and most of all in case conflict resolution fails. Using the techniques anyway, for bullying, for example, will lead to your expulsion upon discovery. And make no mistake, one way or another, they will find out, it's like Baskin Robbins up in there, and the violator will be Persona Non Grata."

"We're the same way. We're just more badass about it." Vilfredo joked and patted him on the back. "Come on man! You'll never rise through the school ranks like that."

"What's wrong with being a C-List Fighter?"

"It's not an A-Rank."

"Well neither are you, B-Rank."

"We still outrank you guys and we always will."

"Keep dreaming dude." Clay responded.

"Get it together man." He fired back with a smile.

The duo continued their banter until they spotted two new faces exploring the park. A muscular redheaded kid about their age and some musclebound scarred face giant.

"Hold up....who are they?"

"I have no idea. They must be new in town."

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They began walking together. "Sooo how are the Phoenices?"

"You mean the future world champions?" Vilfredo asked smugly. "We're doing great. We have a new set of students all lined up ready to learn the true way of the fist. They'll rise from the ashes of their current existence like triumphant cosmic firebirds and unlike their raging fires within!"

"I've got to hand it to you Vil, setting your students on fire is certainly a unique teaching method."

"We do light fires under their asses for pullups." He confessed. "Physically and metaphorically."

"I always knew you guys were crazy but it's nice to have confirmation."

"Now, now, just because we're hardcore does not mean we're crazy. We just take training seriously. Besides, we're Phoenices. You can't be a firebird if you're afraid of fire."

"How do you guys even get away with that?"

"Money talks."

"You are aware you're confessing to everything right?"

"Money talks." Vilfredo repeated. "So how about you?"

"Honorable, disciplined and still striving for inner peace."

"So it's lame, got it."

"Hey just because we're disciplined and focused on personal betterment does not mean we're lame. That is what martial arts is supposed to be about."

"The marital arts are also about making sure you're able to kick ten kinds of ass whenever the need arises."

"Yeah, see, we're not like you guys." Clay insisted. "We can't just go around picking fights like everybody else. The Inner Warrior's Dojo's Fighting Style is about betterment and self-defense. Fighting is only in case of emergencies, self-defense, defense of a third party, and most of all in case conflict resolution fails. Using the techniques anyway, for bullying, for example, will lead to your expulsion upon discovery. And make no mistake, one way or another, they will find out, it's like Baskin Robbins up in there, and the violator will be Persona Non Grata."

"We're the same way. We're just more badass about it." Vilfredo joked and patted him on the back. "Come on man! You'll never rise through the school ranks like that."

"What's wrong with being a C-List Fighter?"

"It's not an A-Rank."

"Well neither are you, B-Rank."

"We still outrank you guys and we always will."

"Keep dreaming dude." Clay responded.

"Get it together man." He fired back with a smile.

The duo continued their banter until they spotted two new faces exploring the park. A muscular redheaded kid about their age and some musclebound scarred face giant.

"Hold up....who are they?"

"I have no idea. They must be new in town."

Aunt Yanagimachi Niaoyuanjiao beamed as she looked around the park. "Oh this is perfect. Do you see what I see, King?" She asked her nephew.

"Plenty of exercise and workout space. We can use this."

"More specifically? We can use everything here in our workouts. Check it." She gestured grandly. "Explosive Pull-Ups, Park Failing Reverse Rows, Monkey Bar Pull-Ups, Dip And Kicks, Inclined Railing Push-Ups, Stair Squats, Karaoke Shuffle, Step Ups, Stair Jumps, Slalom Jumps, Burpee Box Jumps, Bulgarian Split Lunges, Glute Bridges, Swing Crisscrosses, Tree Planks, Slide Sit-Ups, Swing Tucks, Plank Pairs, Side Jumps and Pole Taps. We've got it all right here! This is the perfect place for a free workout!"

King's eyes widened as he looked over the park and took it all in. "I get it now! You're so right! This is perfect! Hey, hey, what do you want to start with first?"

"Hmm. Alright. How about this? We'll do a quick warm up first and then we'll start with the pull ups and proceed from there. How does that sound?"

"Awesome. What's the plan?"

"We'll do a set of jump squats and dips. 10 reps each."

"Sweet. This is going to be fun." He punched a fist into his palm and followed his Aunt to a more wide open section of the park where they could workout without getting in anybody's way.

"Yep. Definitely new in town. I've certainly never seen them before."

"This should be fun. Lets go introduce ourselves."

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Aunt Yanagimachi Niaoyuanjiao beamed as she looked around the park. "Oh this is perfect. Do you see what I see, King?" She asked her nephew.

"Plenty of exercise and workout space. We can use this."

"More specifically? We can use everything here in our workouts. Check it." She gestured grandly. "Explosive Pull-Ups, Park Failing Reverse Rows, Monkey Bar Pull-Ups, Dip And Kicks, Inclined Railing Push-Ups, Stair Squats, Karaoke Shuffle, Step Ups, Stair Jumps, Slalom Jumps, Burpee Box Jumps, Bulgarian Split Lunges, Glute Bridges, Swing Crisscrosses, Tree Planks, Slide Sit-Ups, Swing Tucks, Plank Pairs, Side Jumps and Pole Taps. We've got it all right here! This is the perfect place for a free workout!"

King's eyes widened as he looked over the park and took it all in. "I get it now! You're so right! This is perfect! Hey, hey, what do you want to start with first?"

"Hmm. Alright. How about this? We'll do a quick warm up first and then we'll start with the pull ups and proceed from there. How does that sound?"

"Awesome. What's the plan?"

"We'll do a set of jump squats and dips. 10 reps each."

"Sweet. This is going to be fun." He punched a fist into his palm and followed his Aunt to a more wide open section of the park where they could workout without getting in anybody's way.

"Yep. Definitely new in town. I've certainly never seen them before."

"This should be fun. Lets go introduce ourselves."

The pair walked over to the two athletes currently working out in a grassy area of the park and Clay stepped forward first. "Hi there. We're not interrupting are we?"

"Hi there." The redhead greeted them while continuing to perform his jump squats. "Anything I can help you with?"

"My name's Clay Remington and this is my friend Vilfredo.""

"Vilfredo Acciaio. A pleasure to make your acquittance."

"Nice to meet ya. I'm King and this is my Aunt Yanagimachi."

"Hello." She greeted. "Would you like to join us for a workout?"

(Oh so she is a woman.) Vilfredo realized. (That settles that debate. Cool beans.) "Sure we'd be glad too and uh maybe afterword we can show you some moves. I don't want to come off as bragging but, my dojo, The Rising Phoenix Studio Martial Arts Emporium, is kind of a big deal around here and The Inner Warrior Dojo where Clay trains is pretty good too."

"It's completely up to you of course." Clay informed them. "We're just making an offer because we think you'd be awesome additions to any dojo. Are you attending one at the moment?"

King smiled and nodded. "Just my Aunt's. It's kind of on the outskirts of the city and it's just us. The Yanagimachi Style is kind of a family style."

"Oh that's cool. So what do you call it?" Vilfredo asked.

"Iron Body Kung-Fu." He responded and flexed. "Martial Arts With An Iron Body!"

"Hmmm." Vilfredo rubbed his chin. "Well it definitely seems to be working for you. Alright, you can tell us all about it after the workout. You ready Clay?"

"Born ready." They fist bumped and then bowed to King and his Aunt.

"Okay then. Lets begin."

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The pair walked over to the two athletes currently working out in a grassy area of the park and Clay stepped forward first. "Hi there. We're not interrupting are we?"

"Hi there." The redhead greeted them while continuing to perform his jump squats. "Anything I can help you with?"

"My name's Clay Remington and this is my friend Vilfredo.""

"Vilfredo Acciaio. A pleasure to make your acquittance."

"Nice to meet ya. I'm King and this is my Aunt Yanagimachi."

"Hello." She greeted. "Would you like to join us for a workout?"

(Oh so she is a woman.) Vilfredo realized. (That settles that debate. Cool beans.) "Sure we'd be glad too and uh maybe afterword we can show you some moves. I don't want to come off as bragging but, my dojo, The Rising Phoenix Studio Martial Arts Emporium, is kind of a big deal around here and The Inner Warrior Dojo where Clay trains is pretty good too."

"It's completely up to you of course." Clay informed them. "We're just making an offer because we think you'd be awesome additions to any dojo. Are you attending one at the moment?"

King smiled and nodded. "Just my Aunt's. It's kind of on the outskirts of the city and it's just us. The Yanagimachi Style is kind of a family style."

"Oh that's cool. So what do you call it?" Vilfredo asked.

"Iron Body Kung-Fu." He responded and flexed. "Martial Arts With An Iron Body!"

"Hmmm." Vilfredo rubbed his chin. "Well it definitely seems to be working for you. Alright, you can tell us all about it after the workout. You ready Clay?"

"Born ready." They fist bumped and then bowed to King and his Aunt.

"Okay then. Lets begin."

COMMENCE THE MONTAGE!


The trio started off with a set of jumping squats which was actually pretty fun and then they switched it up to dips before walking over to the trees and selecting a series of branches that could support their weight and began performing explosive pull-ups on them. It was easy enough for Vilfredo, King and his Aunt but Clay was having a bit more trouble with it. Still he was eventually able to finish after the others had done so.

Next up was reverse rows via the various bars they had available around the park, followed by traveling across the monkey bars and utilizing them as pull up bars you would find at a gym.

Then dip kicks on benches, push ups on railings, squats on stairs to strengthen essential muscles, a karaoke shuffle (a cross-stepping movement that propels the body laterally. and helps improve lateral movement, agility and footwork.) up and down hills.

They performed step ups on stairs and benches to target their quads, caves and glutes, performed stair jumps to strengthen their quads and hamstrings and work on their stability, gathered rocks and placed them in a zig-zag formation to leap back and forth to each rock for a few minutes for cardio and leg strengthening, burpee box jumps from pushup positions to squats and onto benches to work their glutes, quads, calves and hamstrings and make themselves more powerful, faster and springier than ever.

They used other benches for Bulgarian Split Lunges by keeping one foot on the benches and placing the other one in front of them at a 90 degree angle and lower down to strengthen glutes and quads, glute bridges by laying down on the grass with their feet on the bench and their butts about one foot away, lifted their legs and butts up and then lowered them down, grabbed swings, held onto the chains, leaned back at 45 degree angles, and crossed their legs back and forth while focusing on net letting the swings move.

The more they worked on this the more they worked their abs and stabilizing muscles. Next they put their feet on trees behind them, held and released while moving their feet higher and higher up the tree for tree planks that worked their spines, rhomboids, lats, trapezius, core, quads, glutes, hamstrings, shoulders, and triceps. 

Following this they perform sit-ups on the slide by wrapping their feet around the top handles and edges to hold themselves up.

Afterword they return to the swings to use them as stability balls to strengthen their lower abs by focusing on their forms and extending their legs all the way back while pushing the swing away. After this they returned to the fenches, benches and rocks, whatever they could find, got into side plank positions with one hand on their chosen support and the other arms extended into the air to work their transversus abdominis muscles, gluteus medius and gluteus minimus muscles (abductors), the adductor muscles of their hips, and the external, and internal obliques, glutes, quads and hamstrings.

They alternated side jump-ins to work their cores and arms by starting in plank positions and then jumping forward to the left, back to the star, and forward to the right. Next they found poles and tree trunks, grabbed them for support and swung their legs up down.

She let them all take a break and bought them all water bottles and then they got to work for the rest of the workout.

Four back and forth dip walks across the bars, 15 second Scapula retraction hangs from bars, 50 second dead hangs,  40 jump squats, 30 push ups, 20 burpees, 10 chin ups, 10 pull ups, 20 dips, 30 pike push ups, 40 knee raises and they ended it all with another 50 second dead hang.

By the time they were done, Clay and Vilfredo had collapsed on the benches gasping for breath and sweating like waterfalls  while King relaxed with his Aunt. "So what do you think guys? Pretty fun right?" King laughed.

"That....was....awesome." Clay acknowledged. "Ex-hausting...but...fun." He gave a tired thumbs up. "I've...gotta...do this...more often." He chugged down the water. "Oh this is lifesaving."

"That was cool....you guys...do this a lot?"

"It's our way of life, bro." King informed Vilfredo.

"Oh man. You are going to be super popular at school. B-Rank Easy."

"B-Rank? What's that?"

"Oh...well....martial arts are super popular in Radiance, right?" Vilfredo chugged his drink. "Ahhhhhh. So, naturally, it's popular in Radiance High. So much so that we have purposeful arena's set up for martial arts exhibitions. There are certain rules of course, and it's optional, but everyone there respects skill. The better you are, the better your rank, the more popularity and prestige you get in school. The ranks are F, D, C, B, A and S. The F and D-Ranks are at the bottom, the C-Ranks are average fighters, the B-Ranks are the superior fighters, the A-Ranks are among the best and the S-Ranks are the superstars."

"Okaaaay....but what does S stand for?"

"It stands for Shuu. The Japanese reading of excellent." Clay explained. "You can increase your rank in the school either through in school competitions and demonstrations or by winning competitions around the city."

"Huh. Sounds like you've got a rather wacky school system." Aunt Yanagimachi noted.

"Sounds like a challenge." King grinned. "If that's the case, I might as well aim for the S-Rank."

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COMMENCE THE MONTAGE!

The trio started off with a set of jumping squats which was actually pretty fun and then they switched it up to dips before walking over to the trees and selecting a series of branches that could support their weight and began performing explosive pull-ups on them. It was easy enough for Vilfredo, King and his Aunt but Clay was having a bit more trouble with it. Still he was eventually able to finish after the others had done so.

Next up was reverse rows via the various bars they had available around the park, followed by traveling across the monkey bars and utilizing them as pull up bars you would find at a gym.

Then dip kicks on benches, push ups on railings, squats on stairs to strengthen essential muscles, a karaoke shuffle (a cross-stepping movement that propels the body laterally. and helps improve lateral movement, agility and footwork.) up and down hills.

They performed step ups on stairs and benches to target their quads, caves and glutes, performed stair jumps to strengthen their quads and hamstrings and work on their stability, gathered rocks and placed them in a zig-zag formation to leap back and forth to each rock for a few minutes for cardio and leg strengthening, burpee box jumps from pushup positions to squats and onto benches to work their glutes, quads, calves and hamstrings and make themselves more powerful, faster and springier than ever.

They used other benches for Bulgarian Split Lunges by keeping one foot on the benches and placing the other one in front of them at a 90 degree angle and lower down to strengthen glutes and quads, glute bridges by laying down on the grass with their feet on the bench and their butts about one foot away, lifted their legs and butts up and then lowered them down, grabbed swings, held onto the chains, leaned back at 45 degree angles, and crossed their legs back and forth while focusing on net letting the swings move.

The more they worked on this the more they worked their abs and stabilizing muscles. Next they put their feet on trees behind them, held and released while moving their feet higher and higher up the tree for tree planks that worked their spines, rhomboids, lats, trapezius, core, quads, glutes, hamstrings, shoulders, and triceps. 

Following this they perform sit-ups on the slide by wrapping their feet around the top handles and edges to hold themselves up.

Afterword they return to the swings to use them as stability balls to strengthen their lower abs by focusing on their forms and extending their legs all the way back while pushing the swing away. After this they returned to the fenches, benches and rocks, whatever they could find, got into side plank positions with one hand on their chosen support and the other arms extended into the air to work their transversus abdominis muscles, gluteus medius and gluteus minimus muscles (abductors), the adductor muscles of their hips, and the external, and internal obliques, glutes, quads and hamstrings.

They alternated side jump-ins to work their cores and arms by starting in plank positions and then jumping forward to the left, back to the star, and forward to the right. Next they found poles and tree trunks, grabbed them for support and swung their legs up down.

She let them all take a break and bought them all water bottles and then they got to work for the rest of the workout.

Four back and forth dip walks across the bars, 15 second Scapula retraction hangs from bars, 50 second dead hangs,  40 jump squats, 30 push ups, 20 burpees, 10 chin ups, 10 pull ups, 20 dips, 30 pike push ups, 40 knee raises and they ended it all with another 50 second dead hang.

By the time they were done, Clay and Vilfredo had collapsed on the benches gasping for breath and sweating like waterfalls  while King relaxed with his Aunt. "So what do you think guys? Pretty fun right?" King laughed.

"That....was....awesome." Clay acknowledged. "Ex-hausting...but...fun." He gave a tired thumbs up. "I've...gotta...do this...more often." He chugged down the water. "Oh this is lifesaving."

"That was cool....you guys...do this a lot?"

"It's our way of life, bro." King informed Vilfredo.

"Oh man. You are going to be super popular at school. B-Rank Easy."

"B-Rank? What's that?"

"Oh...well....martial arts are super popular in Radiance, right?" Vilfredo chugged his drink. "Ahhhhhh. So, naturally, it's popular in Radiance High. So much so that we have purposeful arena's set up for martial arts exhibitions. There are certain rules of course, and it's optional, but everyone there respects skill. The better you are, the better your rank, the more popularity and prestige you get in school. The ranks are F, D, C, B, A and S. The F and D-Ranks are at the bottom, the C-Ranks are average fighters, the B-Ranks are the superior fighters, the A-Ranks are among the best and the S-Ranks are the superstars."

"Okaaaay....but what does S stand for?"

"It stands for Shuu. The Japanese reading of excellent." Clay explained. "You can increase your rank in the school either through in school competitions and demonstrations or by winning competitions around the city."

"Huh. Sounds like you've got a rather wacky school system." Aunt Yanagimachi noted.

"Sounds like a challenge." King grinned. "If that's the case, I might as well aim for the S-Rank."

"Okay man, look, before you get too far ahead of yourself, you should know that the S-Ranks are the best fighters in the school which means they rank among the best in the city." Clay informed him. We're talking some really crazy good fighters, bro, best of the best in a city full of the best."

"You can't just get in there, King. You need to really work your way up." Vilfredo told him. "I think you have the potential for it but there is a lot of competition."

"So if the school is that intense then how does the staff keep order?" Auntie questioned.

"Well part of it is that attacking them is strictly off limits. The other is that most of them are martial artists in one way or another so they can enforce order."

"Also the Student Council is on their side as well."

"The Student Council?"

"That's where the best in the school reside. The top S-Class fighters in the school have all teamed up to keep authority and order in Radiance High alongside the staff. People are welcome to challenge them of course but...yeah, the odds of beating them are not great."

"I'll tell you something else: Their leader and The Student Council President of Radiance Highschool is Sung-Min Metharom and he is unstoppable. No matter what happens you must not challenge him. Nobody's been able to beat him. I can tell you're good, King, but he's on another level."

(Got it! Challening him first chance I get!) King decided. "Understood. Super badass. Got it. I appreciate the compliments by the way."

"You're welcome."

Vilfredo clapped his hands. "I'll tell you what. Why not swing by our Dojo tomorrow? We can show you some moves and you and I can have a quick spar so I can test your mettle. It'll give you a good idea of the competition levels in the school."

"Sure! That sounds like fun. Do you have a card or something?"

"Right here man." Vilfredo handed him a business card. "Always a good idea to keep them on your person."

"Awesome. This is going to be fun. Tomorrow afternoon sound good?"

"11:00 AM?"

"Perfect. We'll be there."

"Great. I'll let Sensei know you're coming."

Clay looked from Vilfredo to King and back. (Now this...I've gotta see.) "You guys won't mind if show up and watch do you? I mean, if I can work into my schedule."

"Sure. So long as you can make it you're free to watch."

"Awesome. This is going to be fun. I'll see you there." King offered his hand and Vilfredo reached out to shake it and immediately noticed how strong he was. It felt like a solid iron vice grip!

(Okay! Well! Tomorrow's going to be fun!) "Great. See you there." He replied and shook his hand up and down before backflipping back over the bench, landing on his feet, taking a bow and walking away. "This was fun! We should work out together more often!"

"You know it man!"

"By Vil! See you tomorrow!" Clay called to him.

"See you there!"

Clay waved goodbye and they relaxed together for a bit before Clay spoke up again. "Want to see our dojo?"

"Sure."

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"Okay man, look, before you get too far ahead of yourself, you should know that the S-Ranks are the best fighters in the school which means they rank among the best in the city." Clay informed him. We're talking some really crazy good fighters, bro, best of the best in a city full of the best."

"You can't just get in there, King. You need to really work your way up." Vilfredo told him. "I think you have the potential for it but there is a lot of competition."

"So if the school is that intense then how does the staff keep order?" Auntie questioned.

"Well part of it is that attacking them is strictly off limits. The other is that most of them are martial artists in one way or another so they can enforce order."

"Also the Student Council is on their side as well."

"The Student Council?"

"That's where the best in the school reside. The top S-Class fighters in the school have all teamed up to keep authority and order in Radiance High alongside the staff. People are welcome to challenge them of course but...yeah, the odds of beating them are not great."

"I'll tell you something else: Their leader and The Student Council President of Radiance Highschool is Sung-Min Metharom and he is unstoppable. No matter what happens you must not challenge him. Nobody's been able to beat him. I can tell you're good, King, but he's on another level."

(Got it! Challenging him first chance I get!) King decided. "Understood. Super badass. Got it. I appreciate the compliments by the way."

"You're welcome."

Vilfredo clapped his hands. "I'll tell you what. Why not swing by our Dojo tomorrow? We can show you some moves and you and I can have a quick spar so I can test your mettle. It'll give you a good idea of the competition levels in the school."

"Sure! That sounds like fun. Do you have a card or something?"

"Right here man." Vilfredo handed him a business card. "Always a good idea to keep them on your person."

"Awesome. This is going to be fun. Tomorrow afternoon sound good?"

"11:00 AM?"

"Perfect. We'll be there."

"Great. I'll let Sensei know you're coming."

Clay looked from Vilfredo to King and back. (Now this...I've got to see.) "You guys won't mind if show up and watch do you? I mean, if I can work into my schedule."

"Sure. So long as you can make it you're free to watch."

"Awesome. This is going to be fun. I'll see you there." King offered his hand and Vilfredo reached out to shake it and immediately noticed how strong he was. It felt like a solid iron vice grip!

(Okay! Well! Tomorrow's going to be fun!) "Great. See you there." He replied and shook his hand up and down before backflipping back over the bench, landing on his feet, taking a bow and walking away. "This was fun! We should work out together more often!"

"You know it man!"

"By Vil! See you tomorrow!" Clay called to him.

"See you there!"

Clay waved goodbye and they relaxed together for a bit before Clay spoke up again. "Want to see our dojo?"

"Sure."

The trio strolled through the city. "So, this Iron Body Kung-Fu of yours. Could you tell me more about it? I don't think I've ever heard of it."

"Like I said before, it has a heavy emphasis on conditioning and physical improvement, using both modern techniques and anything in our area, and powerful grappling and striking techniques. Practical strikes utilizing fists, feet, elbows knees, and the head, intercepting and deflecting incoming attacks without slowing down your own,  It's about launching rapid powerful strikes using coordinated movements to generate bursts of power intended to overwhelm the opponent, simultaneously attacking and defending by economizing motion through simultaneous parrying and striking and mixing in grappling when it's appropriate." He explained.

"So basically it's a linear, pragmatic style that beats down the opponent while deflecting and diverting their strikes without pause, grappling when necessary and has a heavy emphasis on bodybuilding?" Clay summarized.

"Bingo. We turn our bodies into suits of armor, both inside and out, while also keeping up with our skill training and practicing and honing our techniques with the intention of running over our opponents and defeating them as quickly and efficiently as possible. How about you?"

"Oh, us?" Clay asked. "Well The Inner Warrior Dojo is based around defense. We focus around deflecting, parrying and redirecting our opponents attacks to open them up for quick hits of our own. We place an emphasis on patience. Deflecting and diverting our opponents attacks while outmaneuvering them until they tire out or make a mistake and then punishing them for it with basic kicks and punches, but delivered with pinpoint precision. That's just when we have to fight though. Other than that, we just focus on forms, proper diet, exercise and inner peace. Strong in mind strong in body you know?"

"I like it. It's practical and realistic for the real world. You're going to go far with that kind of thinking." King admitted.

"Thanks man. Hey, you know, we have after school study sessions at the library every Friday, either the school one or the Reader's Garden Library, if you ever need help on a particular subject."

"Oh cool. I'll be sure to keep that in mind."

"No problem. Besides, it's the least I can do to thank you for that workout. I'm definitely going to toss these ideas around to the others and see what we can come up with for it."

"That's the spirit, Clay." He smiled.

"Sooo this training of yours." He looked down at his hands. "Is that why you're hands are so rough?"

King laughed. "Noticed that did you?"

"Kinda hard not to when you're shaking hands and working out with us." Clay admitted.

He raised his calloused rough strong hands and wiggled his fingers. "A hard body starts with strong hands. Striking straw mats, iron sand, rocks, trees, bags, etc for a majority of the day, with your fists, feet and striking limbs, for a majority of the day on top of strength conditioning and sticking with it will give you some damn good results." He scooped up a nice rough strong looking rock the size of his palm and length of his fingers. "Keep at it long enough and you can do fun stuff like this." He struck the rock hard with his other hand so hard he pulverized it and caused the rock to erupt into a burst of dust!

https://i.imgur.com/tm0p7La.gif

Clay's eyes went wide as he saw the pulverized rock blow away in a cloud of dust. King blew on it and the rest of it blew away. "It's the same concept as Tameshiwari Training really."

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The trio strolled through the city. "So, this Iron Body Kung-Fu of yours. Could you tell me more about it? I don't think I've ever heard of it."

"Like I said before, it has a heavy emphasis on conditioning and physical improvement, using both modern techniques and anything in our area, and powerful grappling and striking techniques. Practical strikes utilizing fists, feet, elbows knees, and the head, intercepting and deflecting incoming attacks without slowing down your own,  It's about launching rapid powerful strikes using coordinated movements to generate bursts of power intended to overwhelm the opponent, simultaneously attacking and defending by economizing motion through simultaneous parrying and striking and mixing in grappling when it's appropriate." He explained.

"So basically it's a linear, pragmatic style that beats down the opponent while deflecting and diverting their strikes without pause, grappling when necessary and has a heavy emphasis on bodybuilding?" Clay summarized.

"Bingo. We turn our bodies into suits of armor, both inside and out, while also keeping up with our skill training and practicing and honing our techniques with the intention of running over our opponents and defeating them as quickly and efficiently as possible. How about you?"

"Oh, us?" Clay asked. "Well The Inner Warrior Dojo is based around defense. We focus around deflecting, parrying and redirecting our opponents attacks to open them up for quick hits of our own. We place an emphasis on patience. Deflecting and diverting our opponents attacks while outmaneuvering them until they tire out or make a mistake and then punishing them for it with basic kicks and punches, but delivered with pinpoint precision. That's just when we have to fight though. Other than that, we just focus on forms, proper diet, exercise and inner peace. Strong in mind strong in body you know?"

"I like it. It's practical and realistic for the real world. You're going to go far with that kind of thinking." King admitted.

"Thanks man. Hey, you know, we have after school study sessions at the library every Friday, either the school one or the Reader's Garden Library, if you ever need help on a particular subject."

"Oh cool. I'll be sure to keep that in mind."

"No problem. Besides, it's the least I can do to thank you for that workout. I'm definitely going to toss these ideas around to the others and see what we can come up with for it."

"That's the spirit, Clay." He smiled.

"Sooo this training of yours." He looked down at his hands. "Is that why you're hands are so rough?"

King laughed. "Noticed that did you?"

"Kinda hard not to when you're shaking hands and working out with us." Clay admitted.

He raised his calloused rough strong hands and wiggled his fingers. "A hard body starts with strong hands. Striking straw mats, iron sand, rocks, trees, bags, etc for a majority of the day, with your fists, feet and striking limbs, for a majority of the day on top of strength conditioning and sticking with it will give you some damn good results." He scooped up a nice rough strong looking rock the size of his palm and length of his fingers. "Keep at it long enough and you can do fun stuff like this." He struck the rock hard with his other hand so hard he pulverized it and caused the rock to erupt into a burst of dust!

Clay's eyes went wide as he saw the pulverized rock blow away in a cloud of dust. King blew on it and the rest of it blew away. "It's the same concept as Tameshiwari Training really."

"Awesome bro. So, we're talking real training right? Not the parlor tricks?"

"Correct. Like I said." He blew on his hand to get the rest of the dust off. "I do stuff like this on a daily basis."

"It's a good idea. For martial arts practitioners, the bones, skin and muscles are the three most important areas. According to Wolff's Law, the skeletal system will become stronger after healing. According to this law, our bone density increases after healing so breaking boards damages the bones in order to strengthen them. If you keep training with it you can even break harder things. Punch a brick with your bare hand, and if you are untutored in the martial arts, you may break a finger. Punch it with the proper force, momentum, and positioning, and you'll break the brick instead." Clay explained while doing a quick boxing combination. "Still this is the first time I've seen someone obliterate a rock like that."

"Keep practicing. You'll get there." King assured him.

"I sure hope so. It would be super cool to be able to do that. Oh hey its down this way. Melody Plaza is right down these streets."

"Cool. Lead the way."

https://i.imgur.com/Z6oI8Wi.png


The Malachite Beauty's jewelry shined like the stars and shimmered like the Sun. True to its name, The Malachite Beauty was one of the most beautiful jewelry stores in Radiance City. Everything about this store was designed to enhance it's beauty while also emphasizing their beautiful jewelry. Sure everything was very expensive but that's the price you pay for high quality jewels! Eira Brooks danced in place as she vibed with the Classical Music playing through the speakers. Her day drifted on making money hands over foot piling on as the wealthy citizens of Radiance City drifted in and out buying the incredibly expensive jewels they had to sell. It was another incredibly lucrative day of business at The Malachite Beauty.

The doors banged open and a group of muscular leather bound bikers, their bodies completely covered by their armored motorbike leather jackets, gloves and devilish helmets, rushed into the store and went on the attack. They quickly rushed the customers, barreled into them, slammed them to the floor, stole their merchandise and pocketed them while others ran to the glass cases and began smashing them open with their pipes, crowbars or wrenches and grabbing the jewels inside. Eira let out a shriek of fright from being surprised by the sudden attack of the thugs and recoiled as the case in front of her was smashed open and another one of them grabbed the register and smashed it open to grab the money. Gathering her courage, Eira took a few steps back and then she took a running leap forward, sprung over the cases and landed in front of the two bikers and she went on the attack! "Get the hell out of here!" She shouted and went on the attack with a few quick kicks that the thug blocked and avoided before swinging his pipe at her but Eira ducked down to dodge it and then she went for a roundhouse kick on him but he blocked that as well and kicked her backwards before the other one hit her in the stomach, punched her and threw her over the cases down onto the floor! She crashed down onto the floor and groaned in pain while holding her stomach. The thug with the wrench landed in front of her and swung down at Eira but she rolled out of the way, got up on one knee, grabbed his wrist and then she punched out at him but he caught her punch and kicked her down again and put a foot on her chest and slammed the wrench down next to her head.

"First and only warning bitch. Stay down or that's your head next." He threatened and jumped back over the cases and walked away laughing with his companion. As Eira sobbed on the floor in pain the other cashiers were similarly thrown to the floor and while the security guards tried to take aim at them the thugs grabbed the shocked and scared customers and held them hostage as they backed away towards the door before suddenly shoving the customers forward and ran to the door while two others stepped in and tossed molotov cocktails into the store! They hit the floor and exploded into fireballs which in turn activated the sprinkler systems in the ceiling and caused water to spray down all over the store.

The bikers laughed madly and drove away!

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"Awesome bro. So, we're talking real training right? Not the parlor tricks?"

"Correct. Like I said." He blew on his hand to get the rest of the dust off. "I do stuff like this on a daily basis."

"It's a good idea. For martial arts practitioners, the bones, skin and muscles are the three most important areas. According to Wolff's Law, the skeletal system will become stronger after healing. According to this law, our bone density increases after healing so breaking boards damages the bones in order to strengthen them. If you keep training with it you can even break harder things. Punch a brick with your bare hand, and if you are untutored in the martial arts, you may break a finger. Punch it with the proper force, momentum, and positioning, and you'll break the brick instead." Clay explained while doing a quick boxing combination. "Still this is the first time I've seen someone obliterate a rock like that."

"Keep practicing. You'll get there." King assured him.

"I sure hope so. It would be super cool to be able to do that. Oh hey its down this way. Melody Plaza is right down these streets."

"Cool. Lead the way."

https://i.imgur.com/Z6oI8Wi.png


The Malachite Beauty's jewelry shined like the stars and shimmered like the Sun. True to its name, The Malachite Beauty was one of the most beautiful jewelry stores in Radiance City. Everything about this store was designed to enhance it's beauty while also emphasizing their beautiful jewelry. Sure everything was very expensive but that's the price you pay for high quality jewels! Eira Brooks danced in place as she vibed with the Classical Music playing through the speakers. Her day drifted on making money hands over foot piling on as the wealthy citizens of Radiance City drifted in and out buying the incredibly expensive jewels they had to sell. It was another incredibly lucrative day of business at The Malachite Beauty.

The doors banged open and a group of muscular leather bound bikers, their bodies completely covered by their armored motorbike leather jackets, gloves and devilish helmets, rushed into the store and went on the attack. They quickly rushed the customers, barreled into them, slammed them to the floor, stole their merchandise and pocketed them while others ran to the glass cases and began smashing them open with their pipes, crowbars or wrenches and grabbing the jewels inside. Eira let out a shriek of fright from being surprised by the sudden attack of the thugs and recoiled as the case in front of her was smashed open and another one of them grabbed the register and smashed it open to grab the money. Gathering her courage, Eira took a few steps back and then she took a running leap forward, sprung over the cases and landed in front of the two bikers and she went on the attack! "Get the hell out of here!" She shouted and went on the attack with a few quick kicks that the thug blocked and avoided before swinging his pipe at her but Eira ducked down to dodge it and then she went for a roundhouse kick on him but he blocked that as well and kicked her backwards before the other one hit her in the stomach, punched her and threw her over the cases down onto the floor! She crashed down onto the floor and groaned in pain while holding her stomach. The thug with the wrench landed in front of her and swung down at Eira but she rolled out of the way, got up on one knee, grabbed his wrist and then she punched out at him but he caught her punch and kicked her down again and put a foot on her chest and slammed the wrench down next to her head.

"First and only warning bitch. Stay down or that's your head next." He threatened and jumped back over the cases and walked away laughing with his companion. As Eira sobbed on the floor in pain the other cashiers were similarly thrown to the floor and while the security guards tried to take aim at them the thugs grabbed the shocked and scared customers and held them hostage as they backed away towards the door before suddenly shoving the customers forward and ran to the door while two others stepped in and tossed molotov cocktails into the store! They hit the floor and exploded into fireballs which in turn activated the sprinkler systems in the ceiling and caused water to spray down all over the store.

The bikers laughed madly and drove away!

"So who's your Sensei?" King asked.

"Oliver Gallente." Clay replied. "He's a Middle Eastern War Vet but he doesn't really like to talk about it."   

"Understood but is a guy like that is teaching defense?" King questioned this initially but then he thought about it some more. "Actually, yeah, that makes sense."

"That's right, King." Aunt Yanagimachi agreed. "Behind all of the pop culture glamorization...war is hell. It always has been. And it always will be. Its currency is death, dismemberment, desperation, and fear. It doesn’t end in parades. It ends in caskets." She informed the kids, quoting Dan Rather while doing so. "It's the sign of a wise man that Sensei Gallente is teaching these kids the ways of peace and real life skills. I think you're going to be fine with him, Clay."

"Thank you Miss Yanagimachi. I'll pass that along."

"Go right ahead."

They continued strolling down the street towards the dojo when they heard yelling and hollering and laughing over the roar of motorcycles! Yanagimachi narrowed her eyes. "Get behind me. Now."

"What?"

"Who are those guys?"

"Now!" She repeated. The two boys looked at each other and they obeyed and hid behind her. The bikers raced down the street weaving in and out of traffic and swiping at the civilians of the city en route to the trio. Most of the group road past them except for the last one who came in swinging a club at Yana only for her to snap into action, grab the club out of his hand, kick his motorcycle hard enough to put a dent in it, grab the biker off of his bike all in one smooth movement, raise him up above her head, turn around and slam him down on the grass! His motorcycle crashed to the street and spun around in a circle with the other bikers dodging it and then circling back around to face the woman who just interrupted their fun. "I'll handle this. You kids run ahead, get to the dojo and take shelter."

"No offense, Auntie, but I don't they're going to let us do that." King informed his aunt as he stepped up next to her. "Besides. This is what I trained for. Clay? We'll handle things here. Get out of here and call the police."

Clay looked from them to the bikers and back. He swallowed. "Sorry guys....can't do that. I mean, sure, we aren't supposed to fight outside of matches but...well, you know, self-defense. Besides, we were just starting to become friends and I don't think any of that merchandise belongs to them." Clay gathered his courage and stepped up next to them. "This is your first day in Radiance City, right? Please allow me to demonstrate just how awesome everyone here really is."

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SuperKamiGuy1 wrote:

"So who's your Sensei?" King asked.

"Oliver Gallente." Clay replied. "He's a Middle Eastern War Vet but he doesn't really like to talk about it."   

"Understood but is a guy like that is teaching defense?" King questioned this initially but then he thought about it some more. "Actually, yeah, that makes sense."

"That's right, King." Aunt Yanagimachi agreed. "Behind all of the pop culture glamorization...war is hell. It always has been. And it always will be. Its currency is death, dismemberment, desperation, and fear. It doesn’t end in parades. It ends in caskets." She informed the kids, quoting Dan Rather while doing so. "It's the sign of a wise man that Sensei Gallente is teaching these kids the ways of peace and real life skills. I think you're going to be fine with him, Clay."

"Thank you Miss Yanagimachi. I'll pass that along."

"Go right ahead."

They continued strolling down the street towards the dojo when they heard yelling and hollering and laughing over the roar of motorcycles! Yanagimachi narrowed her eyes. "Get behind me. Now."

"What?"

"Who are those guys?"

"Now!" She repeated. The two boys looked at each other and they obeyed and hid behind her. The bikers raced down the street weaving in and out of traffic and swiping at the civilians of the city en route to the trio. Most of the group road past them except for the last one who came in swinging a club at Yana only for her to snap into action, grab the club out of his hand, kick his motorcycle hard enough to put a dent in it, grab the biker off of his bike all in one smooth movement, raise him up above her head, turn around and slam him down on the grass! His motorcycle crashed to the street and spun around in a circle with the other bikers dodging it and then circling back around to face the woman who just interrupted their fun. "I'll handle this. You kids run ahead, get to the dojo and take shelter."

"No offense, Auntie, but I don't they're going to let us do that." King informed his aunt as he stepped up next to her. "Besides. This is what I trained for. Clay? We'll handle things here. Get out of here and call the police."

Clay looked from them to the bikers and back. He swallowed. "Sorry guys....can't do that. I mean, sure, we aren't supposed to fight outside of matches but...well, you know, self-defense. Besides, we were just starting to become friends and I don't think any of that merchandise belongs to them." Clay gathered his courage and stepped up next to them. "This is your first day in Radiance City, right? Please allow me to demonstrate just how awesome everyone here really is."

The bikers were certainly dangerous looking. They had blood red flames on their leather jackets and pants with the image of a devil on their chests and their blood red devil skull helmets complete with devil horns on the tops of them. They backed it up as well with their trail of destruction and, unknown to the trio, their sudden brazen robbery of the store.

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The bikers immediately reacted to the attack against their friend and they turned back around and stared the trio down.

"Who the fuck are these guys?"

"Shit did he just take out Amaretto?"

"I-I think that's a woman actually."

"Bull. You see those muscles? No way that's a chick. Bowl cut is the girl."

"Yo what the fu-" Clay started before Yana interrupted.

"Who are you anyway?"

"We Are The Demolition Devils and we're here to take over this city and grind every little punk bitch in it under our feet and you? You just fucked with the wrong people. We're going to crack your skulls open for this!" He threatened and the bikers pulled over and got off their bikes and approached them with their weapons at the ready. It was obvious that they were fully intending to kill them quickly and move on.

They were in for one hell of a wakeup call.

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