My System & My Academy of Superpowers

"Later, you robot."

< Low health >

"Later, later, later!" Ryan ran with all his might. He kept ignoring the system's warnings.

the piece of metal fell from his hand. He charged at Robert. Ryan ran at his full speed. Robert panicked, he took few steps back.

his head moved slowly, Robert saw he was already near the red line, if he moved another step back he might get disqualified as this battle was still on!

Commentator || Oh? Looks like Ryan can still stand and fight! Good for us! The Game is still on! ||

Audiences broke out into loud cheers.

Robert wanted to get out of that mess, he searched for a way to run away from the borderline.

Robert started throwing his sharp knife-like stones at Ryan. unlike the other time, Ryan continued to dodge them successfully.

Robert failed in finding a way out of that threat Ryan had created. He left no place for Robert to run from. he was charging at Robert with all he got.

Robert was cornered. when he tried to leave from the left side, Ryan appeared in front of him. Robert kicked him and jerked back. When he tried from the right side, the same happened.

The distance between them closed up. Robert was cornered.

Ryan grabbed one stone in the air. the impact was too much for his upper body to take. he threw his right leg behind to transfer the impact on his right leg.

Ryan smirked.

"Shit. I should have not continued this battle when I had won." Robert took out all the stones he had in his carry pockets.

Ryan didn't want him to make another move, so he started moving to stop Robert from doing anything.

"AH?" Ryan stopped, the shoe's sole scrapped again. all the stones Robert had thrown were melting!

Ryan bit his lip, 'I am late.' He gripped the stone tightly.

'I am in a pinch.' Robert thought, 'So this is the only thing I can do right now.'

"Now! Come at me, Ryan Walker!" Robert shouted.

< Bleeding stopped >

Robert took his hands above his head, "Come. Ryan!!" he shouted, he brought his hands down. His hands were holding two shields in front of his face.

"Defense huh. so that is why you melted the stones huh?" Ryan asked. Robert nodded.

he had melted the stones to form shields. two shields in two hands.

Robert grabbed both shields in front of him. He held those shields in both hands.

< Blood level dropping >

'Well. Not like I want to kill you. I just want a drop of your blood!' Ryan thought. he grinned and took off running.

Robert without wasting any more time smashed both of the shields into each other. they became one quickly.

"Copper and Iron. Let's see how you break them." Robert yelled. He held the one big shield with both his hands.

'Huh?' Ryan slowed down, 'What do you mean Iron.... and Copper?!' Ryan was confused.

"Wait-" Ryan slowed even more, 'Don't tell me! His Trait is not to manipulate stones!?'

"What? What happened! Come at me with everything you have got!" Robert yelled again.

"Copper and Iron? So his Trait was not to control stones." Ryan got close to Robert. Robert was fully prepared for Ryan's attack.

Ryan tsk-tsked. he ran with the stone in his hands.

"Aaaah!!" Ryan screamed, he aimed at the shield. The stone object clashed with the copper-Iron shield, but nothing happened.

Ryan got quickly on his right knee. he picked up another piece of stone which was lying next to him.

Robert pushed his shield and threw Ryan back. Ryan got ahold of that stone piece. Ryan rolled over, still on his knees.

Robert got up, Ryan was already on his move. Robert paused to take his stance, the best defensive position ever. He got on his knees and put the shield in front of him.

'When he attacks the shield I will push him back.' He thought.

Ryan smashed the sharp object on the shield, quickly he transferred the knife to his other hand.

He took the shield as support to rebound, Robert pushed him, Ryan rolled over to the left side, he managed not to get thrown away.

As Robert had pushed the shield, there was a little gap between him and the shield, he held the shield. Ryan got an opening. Ryan stabbed the knife in Robert's calf.

Ryan jumped back after he was successful in hurting Robert's calf. He left the knife stuck into his calf.

'I just need to take out enough blood to knock him out.' That was his plan. To take enough blood from Robert so that he would lose consciousness.

< Not enough blood level. Can't control blood without sacrificing blood >

"Huh? The…. con- control blood?!" Ryan stuttered. The mystery of the robot and Ring was revealed.

< Blood can't be controlled. Attack instead >

Ryan started moving on his own.

"Should we stop the match, sir?" The invigilator, Stephen Sammers asked for permission.

"No, not yet. Let them fight."

"But sir. Both are injured, they are stabbed. They are losing blood though."

"I mean. They haven't given up yet, have they?" Atkinson asked.

"Uh. Right." They stopped communicating.

'No. I don't want to move. I just-' Ryan lost control over his body.

'I- I am done. I am at my limit after this I guess. My alchemy is out too.'

"I- I can't," Robert grunted. He got on his feet.

Ryan clenched his fists. Tight fist. Super tight. His slow walk turned to long strides.

"But. I can't lose to you, Ryan." Robert took his stance. He was standing right now. He brought the shield in front of him.

The knife stones were scattered all over the Arena. Ryan bent to grab one of them.

He increased his speed. Ryan screamed, he jumped. Right leg behind him, he kicked the shield with his left leg.

Robert tried to get away from Ryan's range of attack, but it was too late.

Ryan touched the ground. He smashed the knife into the shield. Robert got successfully out of Ryan's range. He went away, took his stance again.

'Alright, this is it.' Ryan ran. He clenched his right fist, he had the knife in his left hand.

Ryan jumped again. He didn't land his kick this time. With all of his strength, used his body weight and struck the shield with his bare fist.

"Huh? Impossible!" The shield shattered! Because of his powerful impact, the shield shattered to pieces right in front of Robert.

But Ryan was not done here. He raised his left hand, he had the knife in his hand.

The knife started to close the distance between Robert's head and the knife's tip.