Martial Arts System

90:Martial Ranking Test.

The day of the Martial Rank test.

Ichiro was currently eating his breakfast with his family. Today is a big day, and his family decided to take the day off from work and come to watch.

But apparently, it isn't only his family who is going there to watch.

School decided to have a sudden school trip, and the location is the Martial Rank Test Hall.

Of course, the news about Ichiro's Martial Rank test has spread everywhere in Irio, and News Stations plan to broadcast it as well.

Usually, the Martial Rank test isn't a public event, but since Ichiro's fame, they made an exception.

''Did you eat enough'' Azumi inquired.

Ichiro sighed and nodded, ''Yes, mom.''

His parents have been anxious whole morning; they are even more nervous than he is.

Even after hearing Ichiro's answer, Azumi was still anxious. She bit her nails while looking around the house. Her heart was beating rapidly, nervousness crippling her.

Eiji looked at the watch on his wrist, ''Time to go.''

Azumi with a trembling body stood up; she took the plates and put them on the washing machine.

''Mom, you alright?'' Ichiro raised an eyebrow and asked.

''Y-Yes.'' Azumi's voice shook.

''Why are you so nervous?'' Ichiro asked strangely, even he isn't this nervous, and he is the one fighting.

''B-Because you are fighting a Mutated Beast! It is dangerous!''

Ichiro rolled his eyes, ''It is very safe.'' He stood up and hugged his mother, ''I will be fine.''

Azumi sighed and nodded.

''Let's go; we need to be there in half an hour,'' Eiji with anxiousness said, even he was nervous.

He is nervous about being late, he is nervous about the fight, he is even worried about not finding a parking spot!

Azumi grabbed Ayakos' hand and left the house.

Eiji left after them.

Ichiro left the house last; he locked the door and closed it.

They entered Eiji's black-colored car; it wasn't anything fancy, even slightly poor-looking.

But it was enough for them.

While his parents and Ayako anxiously sat with rapidly beating hearts.

Ichiro was calm, but he was also excited.

'Iron Style… I am not complete without you…' Ichiro thought in his mind; he felt incomplete every time he fought.

Every time he used Iron Lance or Ironic Edge.

There was always something missing.

Every time he fought, he knew that he could have done better if he had his Iron Style.

Like against Slych.

Ichiro would have won with Iron Style.

His Iron Lance and Ironic Edge were the most important moves he needed; they were simpler to use and more versatile.

But they still lacked a lot.

Ichiro could have chosen movement technique; it could have given him more options, but what is the point if he doesn't have a good attack or defensive abilities.