Martial Arts System

''Huff... Huff...'' Ichiro's athletic and semi-muscular body was drenched in sweat while he was training in a spacious room located in the mansion.

''T-Towel,'' Azura said shyly, while her eyes didn't leave his eight pack.

''Thanks.'' Ichiro took the towel and wiped his sweaty body.

The spacious room looked like a gym with weight plates, benches, dumbbells, workout racks, kettlebells, bars, and storage racks.

'They have even their own gym... I want a house like this in the future... Maybe when I get my fucking money!' Ichiro grimaced— he hadn't forgotten that System was keeping his money as a hostage.

But he has a feeling that System might be right.

Getting too much money at an early phase will make Ichiro more tempted to laze around and enjoy a luxurious life.

That's why most of the families don't allow their younger generation to use any of their wealth— they need to reach an acceptable level in Martial Arts first.

Ichiro threw the towel aside and took a deep breath.

[Steel Smash + Ironing Ridge + Iron Short Punch + Iron Predator]

Ichiro did a powerful straight punch, followed by an elbow attack, and then a powerful body punch, and lastly, a cross slash with his two claw-like hands.

Azura saw nothing, but an illusionary figure was in front of Ichiro.

The figure blocked Ichiro's Steel Smash, but his Ironing Ridge hit the figure on the forehead, which made the figure stumble backward.

Then Ichiro's body punch emptied the figure's lungs out of the air, and finally, Iron Predator finished the opponent off.

Ichiro grabbed his shirt and wore it.

''Ah...'' Azura sighed out of disappointment but quickly hid it under her innocent smile.

''Do you want to do something today?'' Ichiro asked and walked next to her.

Azura went into thinking posture and thought a few moments, ''I have one hour before school starts.''

Ichiro nodded, ''I can walk you there.''

Azura smiled sweetly, ''Thanks!''

Ichiro smiled and grabbed her hand.

They walked out of the training room and went to dress up.

A few minutes later, they met up in the lounge of the house and left the mansion.

The snow covered the ground while more snow fell from the sky.

Hundreds of servants were using shovels to take out the snow in every mansion of the neighborhood.

Ichiro and Azura left the neighborhood and started walking towards High School of Fighting under comfortable silence.

Azura was holding Ichiro's hand and was innocently smiling, but then she saw a screen in one of the shop windows.

The screen showed a battle between Ichiro and Avery.

The citizens and News Station of Coldland have still not forgotten the incredible battle.

It is still replayed in almost every major city in Winterlight.

But it is even more overkill in Irio.

Every citizen in Irio has seen the battle over hundred times by now.

Ichiro took a glimpse at the screen and turned his gaze away instantly.

''W-Wait, isn't that?'' Murmurs appeared on the streets.

Everyone's gazes turned towards the handsome black-haired young man.

The sound of camera shutters echoed in the streets.

It was the first public appearance of Ichiro after the tournament, and instantly hundreds of pictures was taken of him.

Azura hid behind Ichiro, hoping that she wasn't captured in the pictures.

Ichiro didn't even blink— he kept walking and ignored the camera flashes.

A few of the more enthusiastic female fans wanted to go there and hug living shit out of Ichiro, but then they received Azura's murderous glares.

They instantly went timid and lowered their heads.

Azura glared at everyone and hugged Ichiro's arm with protectiveness.

Soon, they left the citizens behind and entered the gates of the High School of Fighting.

One guard was sitting in a small building— everyone needed to show ID before entering because a lot of reporters tried to sneak in to get any information about Ichiro.

''ID.'' He said nonchalantly, but then he saw a beautiful young woman taking her wallet from her pocket.

He instantly stood straight— small hue of pink in his cheeks.

This guard has quite a major crush on the beautiful young woman.

The guard is 25 years old, and this is his first job. The moment he met Azura first time, he was lovestruck, and ever since that day, he has tried to flirt with her with every chance he got.

Azura hasn't noticed his feelings because her concentration is all about Ichiro's feelings, and she doesn't really care about anyone else except her family.

''Hey, Miss Azura. You look lovely today.'' The Guard said with a handsome smile on his face.

''Aha...'' Azura didn't even hear him— she was trying to take an ID from her wallet.

The Guard didn't seem to mind and tried to open his mouth one more time.

*BAM*

But then someone punched the window powerfully, which almost broke it.

''Who?!'' The Guard screamed and turned his head, his eyes locked with an angry-looking black-haired man.

The Guard recognized him instantly.

''K-King...'' He lowered his face, he knew that this beautiful young woman was dating with Hero of Coldland, but he thought that he still had chances.

Ichiro glared at him with murderous intent, but his killing intent made the guard piss himself.

Azura showed an ID for the Guard and saw him sitting emotionlessly.

''Excuse me?'' Azura said with her cute tone.

The Guard dumbly pressed the button, and the gates were opened.

Azura shrugged and put the ID back in her wallet.

She turned her head towards Ichiro and sweetly smiled.

Ichiro grabbed her hand and entered the school premises with her.

They entered the school building and soon appeared in front of their classroom, which was already half full.

The corridors were bustling, but everyone stopped and looked towards Ichiro with widened eyes.

''Have fun,'' Ichiro said and kissed her lips.

Azura closed her eyes and enjoyed the kiss— soon, Ichiro separated his lips and turned around to leave the school.

Azura entered the classroom with a blushing face, but then she was surrounded by her classmates asking about Ichiro.

Ichiro left the school building and turned his gaze towards the dormitory.

'I wonder how they are doing...' With those thoughts, Ichiro started walking towards the dormitory.