Martial Arts System

''Whew…'' Lucas grabbed the steering wheel tighter and tried to keep the plane as stable as possible; he wanted to be at least some assistance.

Bonney shakily turned her head towards the window and saw a black dot in the distance, approaching the plane with deadly speed.

She knew if that somewhat innocent-looking dot managed to hit the plane, everyone would die.

''Can he do it?'' She whispered towards Rick, ''Can he save everyone?''

Rick's heart was racing, and he didn't know the answer to that question.

He managed to do it three times, but everyone would die if even one of his kicks were too weak.

He hoped that the youth knew what he was doing.

After not getting an answer, Bonney became anxious and couldn't do anything except look at the black-haired youth.

The first missile was only a few hundred meters away.

Ichiro raised his leg and waited patiently.

Bonney gulped, and every second felt like an eternity. She didn't see the youth making any moves, which made her even more frightened, and the missile was getting closer.

Once the missile was only a hundred meters away, Ichiro made his move!

''Iron Kick, Stomp!'' His bare feet were slammed into the hard floor.

*BAM!*

The plane shook and made everyone's hair fly around restlessly.

Bonney still had her eyes wide open as she witnessed the whole thing.

Rick had his eyes shut tightly, and once the trembling stopped, he slowly opened and sighed deeply.

Lucas wiped his cold sweat and looked at Ichiro, who had his bottom of his feet smoking.

''W-We survived…'' Bonney muttered with disbelief and almost felt like crying.

''Not yet,'' Ichiro said and looked towards the distance.

There were surprisingly two missiles coming at the same time!

He grimaced at the sudden turn of the events.

''You always bring bad news!'' She screamed with frustration and couldn't take the nervousness.

Her heart feels like it might jump out of her chest.

''This is bad…'' Lucas suddenly said, ''Final missile is 50 meters behind the second missile.''

''That is indeed… Bad news.'' Ichiro bit his lip and started thinking, 'The second missile is dodgeable, but then the final missile has enough time to change trajectories and will kill us….'

''What is the plan?'' Lucas asked in a hurry after seeing the missiles being only 500 meters away.

They will arrive at the hundred-meter mark in a few seconds.

'I need to kick harder…' Ichiro had an instant thought. The only way to truly dodge was to reduce altitude enough for the missile to miss.

''Brace for impact, I guess.'' He wryly smiled, which made Lucas serious.

He understood what Ichiro's look meant. He wasn't sure whether they would be able to survive.

''Haahhhh…'' With a deep breath, he raised his leg and looked outside the window with a serious look.

His leg was still smoking, which gave him a very dangerous look. It was like his leg was on fire and was ready to kill demons and gods alike.

Soon, the second missile reached the hundred-meter mark.

''Iron Kick, Stomp!'' Ichiro's barefoot started approaching the floor, but during that time, he widened his eyes as he felt his kick being stronger than he had ever managed to do so far!

*Ding* *Ding*

[New Technique Created!]

[Rewards: +20 Strength]

A holographic screen appeared on his vision, but the words that were seen on the screen were what shocked him.

He never thought he would be able to create a new technique.

He managed to improve his techniques but never managed to create a new technique, which he thought was impossible to do.

He created hundreds of techniques in his past life, but not even one in his current life.

Ichiro managed to create sword and spear techniques, but they were mostly copied from other techniques.

This was truly first time he created a proper, uncopied technique!

[Name Your Technique!]

His leg stopped moving, and everything around Ichiro froze.

The missiles stopped flying.

Lucas' sweatdrops stopped trickling down and stayed still on his forehead.

Bonney's eyes were slowly closing, but soon that stopped, and she didn't move even a muscle.

Rick's trembling body froze.

Ichiro could only move his eyes and saw that time had frozen all around him!

[Name Your Technique!]

Once again, the same message popped up in front of Ichiro.

He didn't decide the name instantly and remembered the feeling he had when he was unleashing his kick.

The feeling of power surrounded his body, and he had only felt like when he had used his Ultimate Technique.

High Human!

'Yes… That's right…' Ichiro's frozen body had signs of movement, and his right arm started moving.

His fingertip touched the holographic screen, and soon words started appearing on the screen.

[You Have Named Your Technique!]

[Congratulations, Host!]

[Name: Fifth Direction of Ultimatum, High Might!]

Soon, the world started once again moving.

The missiles started moving closer with blinding speed.

Sweatdrops reached Lucas' chin and were threatening to fall down on his lap.

Bonney's eyes closed, and Rick's body once again trembled.

''Fifth Direction of Ultimatum, High Might!'' Ichiro's scream rang in every part of the plane, even reaching the outside of the aircraft.

His bare foot landed on the floor.

*BAM!*

The plane started descending much faster than ever before!

''Oof!'' Lucas felt the belt-tightening around his waist, making breathing very difficult, and it was identical with Rick and Bonney.

Ichiro grabbed the armrest. Otherwise, he would have been sent to flying like a ragdoll.

He didn't relax, instead looked outside the window and saw the second missile flying past the plane, but then he saw the final missile changing trajectories.

'Come on, miss!' Ichiro screamed inwardly and saw the missile flying past the window, no idea where.

But soon, his face paled as an explosion was heard.

*BOOM!*

The whole plane shook, and Ichiro instantly thought he failed, but the shaking soon stopped, and the aircraft continued operating normally.

Lucas was as pale as Ichiro after the explosion. He quickly started finding out where the explosion happened, and soon he found out where.

''The missile struck the tail of the plane!'' He screamed, and a serious look appeared on his face.

''Can you still fly?'' Ichiro asked, being much calmer than before.

''It's difficult, but I can't reach Summerlight, no way!'' Lucas was a hundred percent sure that it would be suicide.

''What about Winterlight? It should be closer?'' Ichiro asked.

''That's doable and perhaps our only chance!'' Lucas grabbed the steering wheel tighter and started turning the plane, changing their destination suddenly.

''Hey, co-pilot!'' Ichiro shouted towards Rick.

''Y-Yes?'' Rick asked with a shaky voice and saw Ichiro standing up.

''What are you waiting for?'' Ichiro asked, ''He can't reach Winterlight all by himself— help him.''

''A-Ah, right!'' Rick quickly untied the belt and sat down on the co-pilot's seat.

Ichiro sat down in Rick's seat and let out a small grunt of pain, ''Urgh…'' He started rubbing his painful feet; even though he was acting that he wasn't in pain, it was a miracle that he could even stand.