Jon Stones' death affected a lot of things.
BOOM!
Not even bits of Jon Stones' blood were left after he self-destructed, every organic elent about this powerful Pugilist died. Everything was ground to dust by the rampaging explosion, returning them to their basest elents.
It was in these remnant elents that Blade benefited.
Jon Stones' last ability before he died was a great sacrifice on his part, all his life experiences, battle experiences, and all his accumulations flowed to Blade.
Having been embroiled in the battle alongside his ntor, Blade already entered a special state of mind that prepped him for this inheritance.
Instantly after the accumulations entered his mind, Blade felt like an entirely new personality and existence was integrated into his being.
Bzzz!
His consciousness was affected as his vision flashed and changed.
Blade's consciousness woke up inside an unfamiliar body, Jon Stones' body when he was still a teenager and a Grade F Pugilist.
This was a mory from centuries ago when Jon Stones fought his rival for the first ti, then, Newton was widely recognized as the only genius. This mory was originally hidden at the depths of Jon Stones' mind.
In the setting, the Elentalist was too talented, Newton was too good.
Despite trying his best, Jon Stones was defeated by the maverick. Not only was he defeated, he was thrashed and absolutely humiliated by Newton.
Even in defeat though, Jon Stones did not admit defeat.
Propping himself from the ground, he wiped off his blood and glared at Newton. "I'll never admit defeat to you!"
"One day, I'll fight you and I'll beat you".
"I'll smack the heck out of you, believe it!"
He grinned amid his pains. "I'm not like the others, I'm better!"
"I'll keep on training till I exceed you!"
"I'll keep on challenging you to battles till I win!"
"Hehe…, I'll haunt you like a ghost till I beco better than you!"
That day, Jon Stones' obsession to beco the best was born.
Like he promised, he trained like a maniac, giving in 10 tis more effort than any other teenager of his age. From the runt of the litter, through sheer hard work, he rose from the least and joined the ranks of the elites.
After multiple battles and victories, he finally gained the chance to battle Newton again. This ti, it was less humiliating but he still lost.
Even in defeat, Jon Stones did not feel bad, he still grinned.
"Hehe…, like I told you, I'll haunt you till I beco better than you".
"This ti, the defeat was not as convincing".
"Next ti may be the ti I beat you!" His voice radiated excitent.
After that day, Jon Stones put in even more effort. Blade lived through the life of this warrior as he trained like a maniac, he lived through his experiences as he braved the dangerous world outside the shelters.
Planet Darvis may seem secure but this was still a world ravaged by an apocalypse, beyond the walls of the Shelters were ancient horrors.
Jon Stones trained and tempered himself with these ancient horrors.
During this ti, every ti that he returned back to the shelters, he challenged Newton. After 5 more defeats, he finally forced a draw and, on their 9th public battle, Jon Stones finally broke the deadlock and won against the genius.
This beca the platform for Jon Stones' rise and future fa.
Breaking one record after the other, defeating one opponent after the other, through sheer hard work and unflinching willpower, Jon Stones was finally able to work himself to the top as the strongest Pugilist alive.
Through it all, his super way was. "No Retreat!"
"No Surrender!"
After living through the life of his ntor, Blade's eyes were opened!
Through his ntor's life accumulations, he got a cheat code. Originally, to get to the peak, every single Grade C Superhuman needed to temper themselves through a thousand different battles to prove their ttle and gather experience.
Blade no longer needed to experience all these rigors himself, with Jon Stones having done the dirty work already, Blade skipped multiple levels ahead.
Blade had no more doubts, his epiphanies beca clearer to him. He made more profound realizations about the Pugilist Class and his super way on the spot.
The next mont, he broke his limits repeatedly.
This was unprecedented, it was like for a mont, Blade beca a level up machine that simply had no limits!
When his raging energy finally died down, Blade already beca a Pugilist at Jon Stones' level. Paired with his talents, he exceeded his ntor.
"ntor…, your legacy shall live on".
His eyes glead. "Special Talent: Demi-Singularity!"
"Forbidden Pugilist Ability: 3rd Ultimate Form!"
Blade exploded with power!
"For my ntor!" He punched as a sonic boom was induced.
BOOM!
Blade did not hold back. With his newfound powers, he fully embodied the super way of his ntor that he already inherited as he bombarded Giant Norman with the incredible power that his body could now harness.
The power displayed by him at this mont already far exceeded the Grade C realm, only a tiny bit demarcated it from Grade B power.
Jon Stones' sudden death was shocking, but Blade's rise stole the show as morale that was already dying before rose high again.
With Blade at the lead, all the Grade C Superhumans fought with more vigor.
Despite Blade's current power, despite how much he managed to injure Giant Norman, in the end, he was still the weaker one. For every injury that Giant Norman suffered, he suffered 5 more.
Bam!
Blade was slamd into the ground but he grinned in reply.
"Pugilists never give up!"
He pounced back at Giant Norman with gusto.
At this point, Alexander was already shocked beyond asure. He originally thought that the execution of his plan would be easygoing and smooth, he never expected Jon Stones and Blade to enter their freak state.
The 2 Pugilists were the sole reason for the delay.
Despite feeling annoyed, he beca wary after witnessing such power as he finally started using his brain more in a bid to take down Blade.
Alexander's ans proved superior in the end, combined attacks from the Draconic Praying Mantis and the Draconic Crocodile claid another life.
The Grade C death count increased to a ridiculous 24!
After another combo, Blade was slamd into the earth again.
Bam!
"Ugh…!" This Pugilist coughed blood as pain flooded his brain cells, his body felt like it was stuck inside a burning furnace, it felt agonizing.
Giant Norman pinned him to the ground with his gigantic right arm.
With the Pugilist pinned down, Alexander spoke to him.
"Blade, you're talented, surrender and survive".
"What's the use of fighting for a lost cause when you have the potential for more? Planet Darvis does not deserve your loyalty, you deserve more".
"Newton already recognized the inevitable and escaped from the battlefield, don't be a fool, use your brain to avoid facing the sa outco as your ntor".
On top the pool of blood, Blade only grinned in reply.
"That's your problem…, you think you can control everyone".
"My master may have died but I can tell you this, he didn't die sad".
"He died happy!"
"He died for what he loved and believed in!"
"We're Pugilists, we don't follow trends, wo follow our instincts rather than our brain and my instincts urges to keep on challenging myself and fighting you to save my Planet".
"Your instinct is foolish!"
"So be it". Blade calmly replied.
"You…!" Alexander glared at him while lost for words.
"You really want to die?"
Blade grinned. "No Retreat!"
"No Surrender!"
Alexander grimaced. After witnessing the incredible talent displayed by this Pugilist and what happened after Jon Stones died, this Shadow Elentalist was extrely unwilling to see him die such a aningless death.
He rather wanted him to beco his subordinate, too bad that Blade was too passionate to give a damn about using his brain appropriately.
"Are you a masochist? Why are you doing this?" He asked in frustration.
"Because I trust my master". Blade finally gave a slightly sensible answer.
"I don't know why he left but my master never desert battles, he vowed to bring an end to the Clown Society and I believe he'll fulfill it".
"If there's anyone that will kill you and your test subjects, it's him".
"All I did was buying ti for him".
"I just hope it was enough". Blade grinned again as he coughed blood.
"…" Alexander silently stared at this crazy Pugilist.
He shook his head. "If you wish to die so much, so be it".
"Do it!"
Giant Norman acknowledged the orders as his eyes glowed powerfully. Blade could only groan as the Giant's right hand applied pressure to his small vulnerable body, he could not withstand it, his body exploded the next mont.
Boom!
Like his ntor, Blade made the decision bravely.
He faced death without flinching for his humanity, for his master, for his dead family and tribe, and for Planet Darvis.
Today, Blade died.
*****
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