Devil's Luck

Chapter 14: Learning New Skills

Ha!

Zenkichi loudly shouted as he threw a straight punch at the punching bag before him, letting out a long exhale, he adjusted his hip and feet to move his body to the side and started sending out a jap with his other hand, readjusted his body again, and then sent another jab with his other.

He was in a boxing gym; the Boxing Club, with many of the members couldn't help but stare in awe at the quick consecutive punches Zenkichi was sending at the punching bag.

"How long has he been going at it?"

"30 minutes at the very least. Not only does he have the stamina and endurance to keep sending those punches, with bare hands no less! But to do it with such perfect forms? Shit, that guy's a freaking genius!"

"He's in the normal class right? But why? I mean, look at him! How the fuck is he normal?!"

Whispers from the members spread as they continued to stare at Zenkichi with both respect and...fear.

"Hey!"

"Hm?" Zenkichi stopped, grabbing the punching bag to stop its sway, exhaling, he tilted his head around to look at a guy, with short wild black hair and a masculine face. "What? Is there a problem, captain?"

"Ah, n-no." The captain of the boxing club nervously chuckled as he rubbed the back of his head. "There's no problem at all but, you sure you don't want to put on some gloves? You'll hurt yourself..."

Zenkichi blinked his eyes, surprised at the kind gesture of the captain. After all, he had only met a lot of weird and inconsiderate assholes in this school ever since he attended.

Still, it was a welcomed surprise. A side of his lips curled up into a smirk, "I appreciate it captain but I don't really need it." He raised his left hand, clenched into a fist, with the knuckles a bit red. "My fists are a bit stronger and durable, it can easily take a beating against a punching bag."

After saying that, Zenkichi opened his left fist, clenched it hard enough to hear it crack, before sending out a straight punch at the punching bag – sending it flying back to the wall with a loud noise, crushing the wall with spiderweb cracks as the punching bag rips apart and sand starts spilling out.

"...or two. I need a few more punching bags if I want to improve my punches." Zenkichi cooly said with a disappointed face, not noticing the dumbfounded expressions on the other boxing club members.

'This isn't enough. Power's enough, but I need to be faster; to the point that the bastard wouldn't be able to avoid my hits.' Zenkichi clicked his tongue and went to grab another punching bag for him to use.

A couple of weeks had now passed since his encounter with Takachiho and since then, it's been peaceful and quiet; no further attacks had come for him by Naze or Takachiho.

Though there was an issue with Hyuga trying to file a charge against him for assault and attempted murder but with the help of the Kendo Club members, and unexpectedly Medaka as well, to testify against him, Hyuga could only silently weep and stay in the hospital for a month.

He deserved it to be honest.

Zenkichi didn't slack off, since he decided to surpass Medaka and finish his fight with Takachiho, he decided to improve himself further by joining numerous other martial arts clubs to not only train his body but to also increase his set of skills and abilities.

Since his ability, Lottery, could locked on the location of a prize pool in a certain building he's in or near of, he could just target a specific building filled with individuals with near identical skills; like the Karate club, Taekwondo club, Muay Thai club, etc.