Otherworld Adventure 147 The Fiercest Flower

Fatima's siblings were also there, but they seemed a little disinterested.

"Hey, Matty...she's going to thrash them right?" Luca quietly asked.

"Uh huh, ever since we've been transferred to this place, sis has begun training again in secret with mother. I'm not sure how she'll fare against our little monster of a brother, but I don't think she'll have any problems crus.h.i.+ng these people." Matheus, the eldest of the brothers responded as he took a look at his fired up eldest sister.

She was currently sitting down with her legs folded in uniform. She was waiting for their father to finish with the preparations.

"...is dad just asking for his disciples to be shamed or something?"

"Uaaahhh...Ahy ah we e'en he'e?" Gabriel asked with a yawn. Angelia who was sitting on his lap turned her head up to look at her brother and cutely said, "We're here to cheer on big sis!"

"Hehe~"

The siblings were getting along well and the other younger generation of the family came over and sat around the 4. Normally this would rarely happen back on Earth since the branch families were living separately from the main family.

None of the branch families had any martial background since only the main household was required to train in the family's traditional martial arts, so many of them, besides the family heads, were scholars, businessmen, doctors, or some other profession.

The preparations were soon complete and everyone was ready. Fatima made her way to the middle of the dojo and bowed once to her father. She then waited for her opponent to step forward.

One of the men standing to the side stepped forward and saluted to his master, Kaiser, before walking in front of Fatima and cupping his hands in salute. The man then took a stance, one that was very familiar if Cecil and Lucia saw it. It was the normal fighting stance from the Silvaria Family's martial arts.

Not everyone in the dojo could learn this, only the top 10 disciples would be granted permission to learn this directly from Kaiser, the head of the Silvaria Family. The normal disciples would only learn different martial arts, a simplified version of the Silvaria Family's core martial arts techniques. The current opponent that Fatima would be facing was the 10th ranked disciple in the dojo.

Fatima cupped her hands in response before getting into a different stance, not one the Silvaria famliy's disciple was familiar with.

Seeing the stance his daughter was taking, Kaiser raised a brow in surprise. Then he announced the start of the match. The first stance and form of the Silvaria Family's martial arts was mostly about defending and counter attacking. It was a stance that was used for responding to situations and for self-defense purposes only.

The stance and form that Fatima used was the most aggressive form of the Silvaria Family's Martial Arts. It was the form that Cecil mainly used and the one that he taught to Lucia. It wasn't something that was pa.s.sed down to the dojo's disciples.

The aggressive stance and form that they would learn was a different one. Fatima's opponent calmly waited for her to approach, once she got into range the disciple quickly adjust his body to respond to Fatima's attack.

It was a mistake however. Just before her fist was caught, Fatima quickly rotated her body and sent a back kick straight towards the disciple's face. The change was too quick and the kick connected and the disciple was sent flying across the dojo's floor.

He was knocked out cold. The series of movements were so fast that it only happened in the blink of an eye. The other disciples in the dojo didn't even register when their fellow disciple was knocked flying.

Fatima's speed and execution was flawless, even Kaiser couldn't help but sigh in appreciation.

'This girl...she would have been the most ideal family head... it's a shame, but she does have her own dreams.'

Kaiser began applauding and so did the rest of the people inside the dojo. Fatima's only response was to take her position once again, not paying any mind to the audience.
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This time, the other top ranking disciples were clearly hesitant. They already knew they wouldn't be able to beat her. Kaiser chuckled seeing their hesitation. He stood up and made his way in front of Fatima to everyone's surprise.

"Fools, look closely and engrave what you're about to see in those things you call eyes!" Kaiser loudly yelled. He turned towards his daughter and got into the same stance that she used earlier.

Fatima only frowned and got into her previous stance. Once Kaiser saw his daughter do this, the atmosphere around him immediately changed. It was similar to when Cecil began fighting. Not only that, but Kaiser was releasing a slight intent that caused Fatima to freeze up a bit.

Kaiser's intent wasn't like Cecil's Spear Intent. Unlike Cecil who needed a weapon, Kaiser released his intent relying on only his body. Kaiser, upon seeing his daughter coping with the slight intent that he released, smiled slightly in appreciation.

"Good, very good," Kaiser said. "Now... here I come!"

Kaiser kicked off the ground and dashed towards Fatima, the man sent a fist flying straight towards his daughters face.

Fatima gritted her teeth. She rushed forward and moved to deflect the fist. Once she got into range, she swiftly lifted both her hands and smacked aside Kaiser's fist. She had to use both hands since she knew how strong her old man was.

Once the punch was deflected, Fatima quickly leaned in, putting all her body behind her elbow strike directed at her father's chest. The elbow was quickly blocked by Kaiser, but the resulting force from her strike was enough to push his big body back a little.

Fatima quickly picked up the short gap she created in between her strike and followed up with a side kick to her father's waist. The kick connected, but she felt like she struck a hard wooden log.

Using the momentum from her kick, Fatima kicked off the ground with her other foot, while the foot that was still planted on her father's waist she used as a pivot to direct a roundhouse kick to her father's face.

Kaiser was smiling proudly throughout the whole exchange.

'Thank goodness... I won't have to worry about her anymore.'

The fight continued for another 5 minutes, the resounding and powerful attacks that Fatima sent to her father rang throughout the dojo. After sending the first attack at his daughter, Kaiser had only kept on defending while sending small jabs and kicks at his daughter to which Fatima smoothly blocked and counterattacked with even greater force.

It was only after another minute or so that Fatima lost as she collapsed onto the floor in exhaustion. She was innately a compet.i.tive person, so she felt very frustrated at her loss, but there was just no way for her to win in this match.

She had proven herself to be above any of the disciples trained by her father, but the person she was facing was the man himself. The same person who had once trained her as a child, the one who would and could never lose to his children.

Her father's defenses were so st.u.r.dy that no matter how hard or how clever she attacked; her father was still able to calmly block it all. The most dastardly thing was that with every attack she delivered, it felt like she was the one being damaged instead.

Despite her father not attacking her, Fatima was the one that collapsed on the floor, battered and bruised.

"Ugh..." Fatima tried to raise her body up, but then she felt weightless. She looked up and saw her father's smiling face close to hers.

"You did a good job, little one. Now it's time for you to rest. OI, ALL YOU IDIOTS! DID YOU SEE THAT?! YOU FOOLS CAN'T EVEN COMPARE TO MY DAUGHTER! A GIRL! HOW CAN YOU FOOLS EVEN LIVE WITH YOURSELVES?!"

After his exclamation, the dojo's disciples all saluted to their master and to the young woman in his arms. The other family members who were spectating applauded and Anastasia quickly made her way towards her daughter.

"Honey, are you alright?"

"Yes, mom... haaauuhh... a little bruised, but it's okay. I felt like I kept hitting a metal plate every time I attacked dad." Fatima mumbled.

Hearing the word 'metal plate' caused Anastasia's face to darken. She coldly glared up at her husband and said.

"Did you...tighten your muscles every single time your daughter attacked you?"

"Eh? Huh? Y-yeah..."

"IDIOT! Don't you know that it'll only hurt her?!"

"ah! S-sorry honey, it was a...a conditional response! It was reflex! I can't control that!" Kaiser said in his defense.

"Then how come when I hit you, you don't tighten up your muscles?!"

"Th-that's because... uhm..." The wife's reply made the husband speechless. He couldn't explain it.

"I-it's like this, I don't want to hurt you so I don't do it on reflex–"

"So you're saying it's okay to hurt your own daughter?!"

"W-wait, NO! NO! That's not what I meant!"

"Ohh, you're gonna get it later." Anastasia hissed.

"..."

"Now, hurry up and bring my daughter to the main mansion!"

"Y-yes, ma'am."

The disciples could only stare in awe at the little woman. No matter how grizzly their dojo master was, he would always turn meek and become a teddy bear in front of this woman.

Fatima was blus.h.i.+ng red as a tomato. She was very much embarra.s.sed to be caught in the middle of her parents' spat.

From the outcome of the match, it was finally decided that Fatima would be the one leading the expedition force that was going to explore the areas on the other side of the mountain range.

What they found would then be the next turning point for the Earthlings. The discovery of mana and magic was just around the corner and it would soon bring huge advancements and improvements to the city and its inhabitants. The Digital Era had finally come to pa.s.s and it was now time to welcome the dawn of the Magic Era of Humanity.