What The Luck!?

"Ah!, he hit her!" The large boy had slammed his fist down toward Laura and shocked Louis who was still watching from the sidelines.

"Look more closely, she dodged." Garnet didn't even look away from the sparring field while saying this. Louis searched frantically around the area and found that Laura had ducked ad become hidden behind the large boy. She was perfectly fine.

"She saw him coming, I think her mind is faster than she thinks. She totally reacted in a second to that hit. I couldn't even see him set it up, it was a wild swing." Jackson had seen it too and was staring at the larger boys' tactics and stance for inspiration. But the wild swinging and low control were rubbing him the wrong way.

"It was a wild swing. I believe the profile I received read that he has the super power to transform in to a bear. He is strong and fighting with mostly instincts. So wild is his style. It would be good if he was against someone with even less speed but Laura is too fast. She could have zero experience and still win." Garnet was already disinterested in the sparring match after remembering the boys' super power.

"I don't think I would want to be able to transform in to anything with my super power. I like being human." Asher looked at the large size of the boy and felt that there was no point in wanting to be anything else at this point, he was already a better version of his past self.

"Yo! You gave my friends a hard time yesterday. Get over here and let me kick you down a level." A smaller kid with slicked back blond hair called Asher out from a few feet away. He had his hands wrapped and looked familiar.

"Why does the boxing club think they can challenge him?" Art recognized the by immediately. The boxing club had a habit of posting their fight posters around the school the week before to promote their matches.

"Have you won ten matches yet? If not then you aren't qualified." Asher shut them right down in a second. He was not looking for an easy match. He wanted to learn something and put the moves he practice in to a really challenging match.

"Who cares about the ten matches? You fought my friends in the body sculpting club yesterday without that so leave your cowardice behind and let's go." The kid from the boxing club got more annoyed being told he wasn't qualified.

"I would say she cares about the requirements...Mostly because she made them." Asher pointed to Garnet who hard raised a fist and started to threaten the boxing club.

With Garnet ready to start a sparring match of her own to enforce the rules the boxing club members backed off and shouted a few taunts at them as they looked for a few more opponents. The eyes of many of the others sparring nearby glared at Asher because they felt that their easy points had just hidden away behind a wall.

"Wait, you're his friend right? I will take you down then!" The boxer came back and pointed right at Art.

Art was smiling with vicious intent, "So you couldn't take on my bro and decided I would be easy to beat huh? The get ready to beg for mercy."

"A little intense there…" Asher wasn't sure why Art had gotten so fired up but with how he was adjusting the weights on his arms and hands he realized that it was most likely due to the new found control of his super power through training.

"Ooo Art's going to fight someone? I want to watch!" Laura popped up in front of them without even a single scratch from her match.

"Dang, you won your match already? I thought you would be over there forever, the guy looked like a tank." Louis had gotten distracted when the boxing club members came over to harass Asher.

"He was tough for sure. But the more times I hit him the more he started to try and run away. He didn't say he gave up until I hit him for like the thirtieth time." If it was anyone else that said they had hit their opponent this many times they would have ignored them. But with Laura's speed, they knew that this had to be the truth and felt pity for her unfortunate opponent.

"Why do you all look like that? He is fine. He was able to walk away." She harumphed as she followed their gaze to the boy walking away from the sparring field toward the nurses' cabin.

"Stop hatting and get over here. You are going to be match number five so I can go after that kid. He thinks he is better than any of the material arts clubs, he is just dreaming." the boxer started to bounce in pace showing off a traditional boxers' bounce.

Art fell in to his stance as well while a staff member rushed over after noticing them. "Begin!" There was not a reason to draw things out and get approval. The two campers had already fallen in to form and were about to start without a signal.

The boxer side stepped making a circular motion to get to Art's blind spot. The only problem with that was that Art was more adept in foot work and was able to turn with him. This made the boxing club member get more and more agitated. He was used to his opponent being unable to follow his feet and getting the blind spot jab.

"That all you can do?' Art said this which slightly tripped up the boxing club member, He wasn't used to his opponent's trash talking in a match, it was against the rules of the ring.

Art sent out his own jab and followed up with a swift kick. They had a decent for to them and the jab distracted the boxer even more. The kick completely threw him off and caused him to almost fall.