What The Luck!?

Asher's body reacted out of pure instinct as he brought an arm over his face. Art's knee hit it a second later causing Asher to roll back and on ton his feet. "That was new!" Asher couldn't hide his surprise, He was incredibly proud to have a friend that could bring such a surprise and challenge. He knew that his best friend and rival would never disappoint him in any way.

Art didn't stop the pressure, he knew that if he let Asher take the lead as he had with Jane then he would end up in the same situation. His foot stomped on the ground making a loud noise and his fist came forward at a faster than normal speed. The sound distracted Asher making him look down while he instinctually ducked under the fist he saw out of the corner of his eye.

"Dude, two new moves!?" Art was not holding anything back. He had worked hard to learn these moves and practice them softly while the others trained. This had left him with things to surprise his friends and shock them.

"Think you want to keep trying me? Or will you give in now?" Art threw some trash talk to keep things rolling while he barreled forward. His level changing as he tried to do a double leg takedown. It was not the most graceful move but it worked well with Art's strength and style.

Asher saw this coming and jumped up higher than he thought he could. Art ran right under him and quickly recovered from the miss. Unfortunately, he was too slow to put the pressure back on Asher and was met by an incoming kick.

Asher took his chance and tried to get his own hit in. He had already defended a heavy knee attack from Art and wanted to pay him back in full. Asher struck out with a straight forward fist which was too fast for Art to dodge. Asher had practiced this basic move so many times that it was one of his fastest and most easily done.

Art crossed his arms and took the blow without any effort. He had Asher beat when it came to weight and this helped him remain standing without any issue. He did notice that there was a lightly numb feeling in his arms which he attributed to the strength training they had all been doing.

"Come on! Take him down!" Laura had become incredibly invested in the match after seeing the two blocking and attacking with such intensity. The match between Jane and Asher had been more speedy and intelligent, but the match with Art and Asher was strength and endurance. It was a completely different kind of battle.

Art heard the cheer and felt that this was the moment he should start to go all out in his fighting style. "Asher, I sure hope these attacks don't land. I am going to do what I can do." Asher knew this was Art's warning that he was going to use his super power to manipulate the metal beads in the arm and ankle weights. He knew that if this was the case then it would be better to avoid every single attack. The power would be enough to potentially knock him out for the day.

Art took up a steady stance that anchored him well to the ground. Asher could tell that with a puck from his legs Art would deliver a terrible punch or a strong kick. This stance was a modified version of what he used to use and made Art even faster in reacting.

Asher felt the wind by his face as Art punched out first. The punch was nowhere near Asher since Art was still trying to fine tune the use of his super powers. But feeling this wind made Asher even more conscious of how dangerous this was now.

Asher decided not to give art another chance and charge in himself. This proved to be the correct move since Art did not exp[ect it. Asher released a heel kick at him making Art block. The heel kick hit the same crossed arms making Art flinch. This opened him up for Asher to use the wheel kick with his momentum.

The campers felt their breath leave their bodies since they thought that Asher had started to fall over for some reason. Yet, when e spoon around and gained momentum their shock turned in to awe. The kick hit the flinching Art right in the shoulder by his neck forcing him down on one knee. This appeared to be the end when Art reached up and grabbed Asher's leg.

"Taking that hit was worth the chance." The ragged voice of Art was enough to show that Asher had fallen in to a trap. Art pulled his leg and tried to get Asher in to a body lock.

"Not on your life!" Asher kicked out as hard as he could three times to break Arts' grip. The force caused Art's arms to feel numb even more and he realized that Asher had worn him down with the multiple attacks. "Take this!"

Asher struck out one last time pushing Art to his back. Through his harsh breathing Art finally spoke his defeat, "Fine, I give...for now." He was grudgingly admitting his defeat but not in any negative form. He just felt that he had been too slow to learn these moves and needed to improve. He hadn't even gotten the chance to properly add his power in to his style fully.

"Where did those moves come from!? They were awesome, I can't believe you learned them without me noticing.' Asher reached out a hand to help Art up. The applause of an awesome match was all he could hear. The campers around them, couldn't help themselves. They had not expected anyone to have such a level of skill here.

"You could say I have been practicing a little more than I let on.' Art's face had become red and embarrassed due to the praise from the campers and his best friend.

"Oh, you're totally showing me that knee attack and the body lock you tried." Asher was not going to let Art off the hook so easily. He needed to learn these new moves.