Martial Glory, Chapter 47

The roar of my motorcycle cut through the air as I sped my ass off towards the Shiranui clan and seeing as it was only on the other side of the city. I got there quickly enough. But as I got there... It was a fucking mess.

The cops had clearly been called, but all those cops? Yeah they were dead. Their car's wrecked, thrown on their sides, a couple car's were thrown through the dojo's walls and one car was flipped over completely and had weak flames flickering over it's form.

'Fuck, the party is still going.' I thought as I killed the engine of my bike and then without any hesitation I flared my ghoul wings to throw myself into the air and although I couldn't fly with said wings yet.

They allowed me to rise much faster and glide through the air past the completely destroyed Gate of the Shiranui Dojo that had it's sign board destroyed.

Once I flew over the edge of the wreckage I was able to see what was going on. And it was... Nasty.

A dozen plus Shiranui disciples with their bodies wrecked by extreme violence and martial skill were left in the dirt. While three something dozen corpses with black ninja outfits were also left scattered across the ground.

Most clearly dead from martial arts, but multiple were dead clearly from gunshot wounds from the police who tried to deal with the situation.

But I was forced to lock on as I saw who I recongized instantly as Mai Shiranui with her skimpy outfit was engaged with two martial artists. And I quickly noted that they were low master's at best from their speed.

So without a word, I flapped my wings as hard as I could to throw myself down and I focused on the male martial artists who was wearing a leather jacket and pants while having short spiky silver hair.

"Oh! Who are you haha!?" He cheered out as he met my diving of a punch with his bare knuckles and forced me back with extreme force.

"Jake Bariss, disciple of Ryozonpaku." I said coldly with him raising an eyebrow and grinning as my wrist blades came out as well.

"Heh! I am Yashiro Nanakase, the Speed Head of the Eight Head's of Orochi! Now lets kill one another with grace!" He said with simple delight at having a worthy challenger in front of him.

Which made me realize that this wasn't going to be so simple as there was... Something beyond merely ki and the perfection that was the result in becoming a Master tier martial artist.

I blinked and then with a blur of motion that was just as fast as the true Master's of Ryozonpaku he was upon me with a brutal haymaker slamming into my chest that sent me flying backwards through the dojo's stone walls and past the wall of the next large property over.

"Fuck... He isn't human is he?" I spat out as that speed? Even as a Master it just didn't make fucking sense.

I got up with a scowl as I saw the man happily hop over the wall and begin walking towards me.

My ribs audibly snapped back into place as my rushing blood carried the bioweapons through my body to heal the wounds. And seeing as this guy wasn't so human... I wasn't going to hold back!

"Come on man, you got those wings so you obviously got some demon blood or magic going on. Show me the good stuff or I won't even bother remembering your ass." Yashiro said with his wine red eye's glowing in turn.

"Fine, but don't die so easily. I don't want my grandpa beating my ass thinking I wanted to kill you!" I snapped as my wings condensed and began shooting a wave of crystal darts at him at high speed.

But then I saw the man flicker and almost buzz in place before cackling as he began punching the stream of dart crystals shot at him at such extreme speed he became like a mirage.

Still... I saw as he missed one barely, I saw how my MOLD dart easily cut through his flesh which made me both blink and scowl as I realized that his body.

Wasn't the product of becoming a true Master tier martial artist. He wasn't a Master, he just had fucking extreme speed that even Master's would envy.

Which meant that if I could get a couple good hits on him... I could take him down!

I stopped the barrage of crystal darts and I formed the four large tendrils from my upper waist that slammed into the ground as he zipped back them and towards me.

And as he came in with a knife hand, to use his extreme speed to spear into my flesh. I fell back into my core of martial arts. I went soft with his knife hand cutting my side a bit, but as his arm sailed past me.

I grabbed his arm, and with the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist I used his momentum to redirect the force of his spear to throw him upwards before using his arm as a lever to slam him into the ground with concrete shattering force.

"Not... Bad little brat." He growled as he looked up at me from the ground and then with a cold expression I squeezed his wrist and then I kicked his arm before twisting his wrist at the same time.

A loud crack rang out as his wrist was dislocated and ripped out of it's socket but then with the force of my pull his form blurred and then my vision dulled before pain exploded across my face as he punched my face at extreme speed that made me flip across the air and land back in the Shiranui Dojo.

'That speed is just fucking nonsense. He has some kind of bioweapon or some nonsense. Did he get cheeta genetic augmentations or some bullshit?' I thought with exasperation even as I got and saw Mai still fighting her female enemy who was dressed in a skimpy leather outfit.