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Post by Lord Retsu on Nov 23, 2016 23:40:42 GMT
[Thread PL = 46,576]
When the time came Retsu came out on to the Arena. He sighed softly as he did so, bringing his arms behind his back. He had to keep his calm, if he was going to even stand a chance of winning this tournament. There were plenty of strong people here, and even with his transformations he doubted he'd stand much of a chance with the stronger folks. Waited silently for his opponent to arrive, and whenever they did he'd bow his head. "Good Afternoon." He spoke. "I am Lord Retsu. I represent the Wild Hunt in this Tournament." He brought his hands out to his sides, bringing one foot in front of the other as he slouched slightly. "I look forward to fighting you. I wish to test how far my training has come and I hope you will help me measure it."Once he was done speaking he stood back up, his arms returning to the spot behind his back, his tail whipping against the ground with a crack. "Let us give a good show to those in the audience."
The Round Begins!
Celmaru Waterfield
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Nov 24, 2016 2:26:16 GMT
A pair of black boots would descend upon the arena's tiles. The hooded figure would stand in silence as Lord Retsu introduced himself; blatantly announcing his alignment to the Wild Hunt. The cloaked hybrid would find brief surprise underneath his hooded visage. Another member? When did Walker recruit this one? "A pleasure, Lord Retsu. I wish to see how we all do in this endeavor. Let us hope that this all goes swimmingly." As much as there was ire to be had with Namorel and Noxa's absence, the tournament on its own was quite the treat for the hybrid. The hooded Celmaru Waterfield, despite his apprehension towards such open events, still desired a fight. Saiyan genetics often find a way to appear in some evident manner. It was then that Retsu suggested the notion of entertaining the spectators. A benevolent gesture, however a Suppressed Form wasn't going to supply a truly fulfilling show. "...I recommend for you to utilize your most powerful transformation, given you have at least one. Arcosians are known to have a multitude of forms. Why not give your audience a taste of your greatest one?" Celmaru remained still, awaiting any sort of retort, or even a metamorphosis. Any experience with any Arcosian may easily differ between individuals, however one fact is consistent. An Arcosian can almost always transform.
Thread PL: 337,193 Ki Setting active! PL will be 20 until Lord Retsu begins fighting!
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Post by Lord Retsu on Nov 25, 2016 6:16:16 GMT
Retsu blinked at Celmaru's request. " You... wish to see my final form?" He asked. "I am flattered, but I'm afraid I cannot do that. I only use that form when I fully intend on killing any opponent I may be facing." He bowed his head. "Please do not take offense. However.... I will give you my third form. I'm sure It's power will be more than enough to entertain the people here, as well as you, whomever you may be."
Retsu brought his hands to his sides and smiled. Suddenly he began to shout, a persistent growl like shout that erupted from him. His aura ripped up around him, and as such pebbles and debris from the other fights before them began to lift off the ground. Energy began to ripple around his body as sparks jumped from his form and into the tiles beneath him. Retsu hunched over as his body quickly grew in size, expanding to that of nine feet tall. His neck elongated, as his hands became that of sharp claws. His hips widened, before what looked like blades formed out of the upper half of the joint. His tail disappeared inside his body, as his voice deepened several octaves lower. As the transformation ended he stood up in his monster form, his power level skyrocketing to something past that of Celmaru's current state. The Monster's wicked smile sprawled across his face, sharp teeth fully exposed. "How do you like it?" He asked. " My third form? I'll admit its rare I use it, but when I do it always feels so liberating.... This is eighty percent of my full power, and yet I don't feel hindered at all. Perhaps that's the work of the weights I have been training with..."He shook his head before staring down at Celmaru. "Shall we begin?"
Monster Form Activated. 46,576 PL => 372,608 PL
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Nov 25, 2016 7:12:41 GMT
The hybrid's hooded guise concealed two raised brows as Retsu shifted in his metamorphosis. What a transformation this one was. It was indeed true that Celmaru wasn't one that has experienced many Monster Forms, however this was a strange treat. Retsu had swiftly become as towering as Walker himself. A feat not commonly contested, surely enough. The roar of the crowd, deafening as it was, escalated immensely as this Lord Retsu just barely surpassed his true base strength. An amused grunt escaped the hybrid, his urge to battle stalled for a few mere moments. "What luck. You don't seem to find my power something to be mocked... perhaps not just yet. Many would outright refuse with this level of strength I currently possess, thinking of it as a waste of effort." "However, it's unfortunate to see you reluctant to utilize your Final Form. Others, those deviating from the previous example, would likely be so readily overconfident to do so, at least from what I've seen." With the sound of a gong being struck, the battle was to begin immediately. Refusing to humor Retsu just yet, what with flashy transformations and the like...a more humble enhancement came to mind. "Regardless, you seem to hold viable potential. I can see why Walker would enlist you. However..." Another grunt, another burst of energy; two even competitors. Fragmented cracks within the arena's tiles shot forth as the hybrid unleashed his own Trained Potential. "...I happen to possess some of my own." A still, upright stature would appear consistent as the cloaked Celmaru stood. Awaiting the initial strike, one thing would seem evident. With awaited hood as low as the hybrid's, vision would seemingly be difficult. Other senses are perfectly capable, however without sight, hearing would be the only prominent sense. Without Ki Sense, Celmaru would completely blind.
Ki Setting lessened! Base PL is now 93,000! Trained Potential activated! PL is now 372,000! Time to duke it out, Lord Retsu ! ouo
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Post by Lord Retsu on Nov 26, 2016 6:29:47 GMT
"Why would I mock your power? I know of the strength the fighters on this planet possess." Spoke the Monster. He took a step closer. "The fact that those whom are stronger than me exists is the very reason I train. So that I may join them in their strength, and so what must be done to keep this universe we live in safe." "I know you may be disappointed, but unlike others of my species, I prefer to rely on my weakest form's power rather than having to Resort to using my other forms. It makes it that much more impactful when I decide to transform to fight someone that way. I wont be just another Arcosian. They'll remember me and my name."At the sound of the Gong he turned his head, looking towards it, before focusing back on Celmaru. His eyes narrowed as the hybrid spoke of his potential and of Walker.
"I see you are acquainted with my ally then. That is good. I need not explain whom he is then." Retsu took a step back and and held his arms to his sides. When Celmaru powered up, Retsu didn't know just how strong it was, as he left his scouter off his person when he took the stage, but he could certainly feel the pressure. Retsu smiled, baring those sharp teeth of his as he chuckled. "I think this might be the first time I have a real fight... Lets hope its a good one." Retsu began to float up into the air slowly, his arms outstretched to either side of him. His claws opened wide, as several Ki-balls began to float upwards and outwards from his body. More and more he made, each one of them floating about him until he had twenty or so hovering about. He clenched his clawed hands, which in turn sent the Ki balls showering down on Celmaru's position, each one exploding slightly on Impact. There wasn't much power behind them however. Retsu was testing the waters, and just how Celmaru was going to fight.
Retsu has sent a volley of 20 Ki balls at Celmaru! [3/3 KP]
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Nov 26, 2016 8:54:51 GMT
'What a strange one this is; to value his Suppressed Form over the rest...quite the humble one, compared to most.'As Retsu spoke in response the hybrid's comments, it eventually concluded with Walker. A tree would never be so feared if it weren't for him. "One could never forget that tree. Walker is quite the individual, I'll say that much." 'If only I knew where he went after that damn breakdown of his. How could I have lost a galactic destroyer when I practically trailed him?!' By the time Celmaru had returned from his thoughts, numerous Ki Blasts had been flung his way. Propelled by will alone, it was a fitting introductory strike for an Arcosian in Monster Form. A light expulsion of air escaped the hybrid as his upper limbs took action. Pressing his index and middle fingers together, each palm bearing the same pattern, Celmaru began to counterattack. Attempting to deflect the majority of the basic blasts back at Retsu, the cloaked hybrid noted a few of these blasts erupt. Of course they were explosive. "Have you considered taking a little less time fiddling little spheres such as these? They're quite viable to use against you, after all." With the remaining sphere knocked away and likely towards their creator, Celmaru brought forth two of his own; each enveloping his palms. Leaping at his opponent, the hybrid trailed Retsu's own blasts as he launched his own. The two orbs of Ki would encircle one another, eventually bursting upon contact with each other. A cloud of ash-grey smoke, dust, and more bellowed outwards. With Lord Retsu's Ki Blasts still able to go against him, the cloaked Celmaru was prepared to strike beyond a smoky barrier. 'I wonder if you're one of many who could sense Ki. If not, you may be at a disadvantage, Lord Retsu.'A telepathic message for good luck, wouldn't hurt, no?
No techniques used! Only Ki Blasts are at play here, Lord Retsu !
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Post by Lord Retsu on Nov 26, 2016 9:13:17 GMT
Retsu didn't hear Celmaru's responses to his previous ones, now completely focused on the battle. He noted several of his ki balls were deflected back towards him, his eyes narrowing as he rose up a hand, firing his own ki blasts back at them to detonate them, causing even more smoke to fill the area alongside Celmaru's smoke screen. Retsu got the message and blinked looking around for a moment. Had he gotten snuck up on? Where was he? Sensing energy? Was that a thing one could learn? Alot of questions ran through his mind, before returning to that of the battle. He realized what tactic was being played, a smoke screen to hide Celmaru's movements. He wasn't going to allow it though. He gathered his strength before swinging an arm quickly, sending a gust of wind into it, dispersing the smoke. Once Celmaru was in sight Retsu's aura ripped up around him and he rushed right for him. The Monster opened his mouth, looking as though he was going to bite him, though this was a Feint. He focused his strength in His clawed hand, before thrusting it upwards as he got close, aiming to punch Celmaru straight in the throat full force. No doubt if it connected it would cause some damage.
[3/3 KP] [No Techs Used] [Retsu Feints a Bite, and instead goes for a throat Punch.] Celmaru Waterfield
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Nov 27, 2016 3:42:38 GMT
Two eyes dove to peek beneath the overhanging hood. An ash grey fog began to eventually encompass the arena. The hybrid's vision was further incapacitated, however Ki Sense was well enough able to compensate. The blurry, albeit distinct mental figure of Lord Retsu stood high above the hooded Celmaru, his sweeping motion wiping away the blinding fog of "war". The hybrid's eyes met the hood's hem as the Monster Arcosian began to strike once more. 'A supposed lord wouldn't dive for a direct head-based strike so readily, would he?...Ah, I suppose not.' A swift rise of the hybrid's left arm intended to absorb the impact of the Arcosian Lord's strike, yet it appeared as if he were to only scratch his cranium! The bent elbow of the hooded hybrid would come into contact with his opponent's fist, yet was driven to its owner's head. Inertia; classic. 'Too much force raising the limb and too little keeping it there....Kaio-dammit.' Celmaru would grit his teeth, his body shifting sideways upon such a strike. THouston to his right, the hybrid was forced to counterbalance as he nearly collapsed. Kneeling to a stop, tracks were evidently found within shattered tiles. "..." A brief sight of black boots could be seen within Retsu's line of sight; only for them to be concealed. Jagged, yet heavily plated sabatons, and even greaves replaced the sight of simple boots. Plate Mail Armor; done efficiently via Ki alone. The raised palm of the hybrid, humanoid and fleshy, soon concealed itself as well. "Congratulations, Lord Retsu."
KLANK!"You're the first to see me utilize this in battle." Another fragment of armor; gauntlets. A pair of plated gauntlets enveloped the hybrid's palms; each a silver coloration, bearing a black chain mail underneath. Sharpened fingertips only further weaponized this man's mere hands. "I may be less accustomed to combating an opponent like this, but that won't ring me out just yet." Standing upright, a pearly white aura burst to life. Enveloping the hybrid swiftly, the real battle was surely about to begin.
[UT] Energy Coating activated ! It's time, Lord Retsu !
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Post by Lord Retsu on Nov 27, 2016 4:15:24 GMT
Retsu stopped his advance once his attack had landed, and as such continued to float in the air as Celmaru had been sent to the ground. The Monster smiled as Celmaru began to speak. He frowned lightly as his body seemed to be encased with Armor of some sort. He lowered down to the ground and clapped his claws together. "Impressive armor I'll admit. But Armor can only help you so much." He brought his hands to his sides, opening his hands. "Like all things Armor can be broken, as can ones spirit and determination. While I certainly have nothing to truly gain from this fight, I plan to fight to my fullest. And I see now that so do you."
Retsu smiled. "Really it makes me quite happy actually. I'm going to be pushed by someone just as strong as me, if not stronger..." He narrowed his eyes. " For all I know your true power could be hidden away under this Facade of armor much like mine is in my Base form." He chuckled before he began to laugh. "I may not be saiyan, but I'm truly excited for this battle. And as the crowd watches us, they too share in my excitement." His aura flared around him. "So Prepare yourself, because I will NOT HOLD BACK!"He rushed Celmaru with a powerful BOOM as he cracked the sound barrier with his speed. He roared outwardly as he began thrusting his fists towards Celmaru in a flurry of blows aimed for him. They were slower than one normally would be in such a clash, but he didn't hold back his strength in the slightest, each one aiming to hit like a truck at his joints or other vital areas. Each punch, should they be blocked or connect with Celmaru's form was enough to shatter the tiles beneath the two of them, and send their debris flying in all directions.
[3/3 KP] [Retsu attacks Celmaru Waterfield with a flurry of powerful blows aimed at his joints and other vital spots.]
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Nov 27, 2016 5:08:47 GMT
The ear-splitting roar of a charging Arcosian rang throughout the arena. the crowd was cheering incessantly, the spectators were viewing all this in awe, and even an ignored announcer was shocked at it all. The hybrid felt the opponent advance, his palms reside at their respective sides in an anxious wait. What a brief wait that was. Thrusting his palms in a flurry of defensive positions, a clash between two powers suddenly emerged. This was definitely not anywhere near the likes of Bing Gan or Walker, however it was sufficient in its own right. Celmaru, whom of which has spent months training for a vast majority for each day, finally found an immediate challenge. Pain was something that was rare as of late; the hybrid felt little of it since he became one of many Super Saiyans. Now...it was different, yet all the same. "You aren't trying to assassinate me, are you? Vital organs shouldn't be so swiftly tampered with; they could risk your qualification for this tournament!" It was then that the edge of the arena became apparent. Standing just a hair's length away from the tiled face, a gamble transpired. Forcing himself to withstand a single blow, an eruption of Ki burst forth from the hybrid's very pores in hasty retaliation. A curt roar of defiance leapt from within the hybrid; ringing in anyone's eardrums. Regardless if this partially evasive maneuver was successful or not, the hybrid's palms would become alight as more basic spheres of Ki were formulated. Each palm contained a compressed volley of blasts, each swiftly released around Retsu. 'A fog to blind you...'With a curtain of debris, dust, even greatly fragmented tiles before him, Celmaru would leap about. Encirculating the Monster Arcosian repeatedly, a trickier advance would occur. The hooded hybrid dove below, attempting a upwards kick... Yet it was a feint. Vanishing within the atmosphere, the hybrid reappeared from Retsu's evident westward side, seemingly attempting to connect a upward knee strike. ...Yet that was also a feint. Unleashing another double volley of Ki Blasts, another intentional curtain of fog was likely to appear. Finally, it was then that Celmaru clasped his hands together for a concluding finisher; a downward strike from above. The intent was to force Retsu to bounce, hopefully outside the arena. "I hope for you to see that I, as well, will refuse to hold back." 'Not completely hold nothing back, at least. I'd hate for anyone to perish here.'
KP: 2/3 [N1] Explosive Wave used! Potential PL: 122,760! Get yer feints here! Feints for $3.99 each, Lord Retsu !
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Post by Lord Retsu on Nov 27, 2016 6:54:11 GMT
"If I wanted you dead, I'd be in my final form!" Retorted the Monster as his barrage of blows continued against the Hybrid. A final Punch meant to knock Celmaru clean off the stage had the opposite affect, as an eruption of Ki exploded outwards from the hybrid, completely catching Retsu off guard. He was sent tumbling backwards, hitting the stage twice before rolling to his feet. He dug his claws into the Arena, ripping up the tiles as he slowed himself. He quickly recovered by jumping to his feet, before he winced and took a step to steady himself, the attack having burned a bit of his chest, smoke billowing from the wound. He had been completely caught off guard from that attack, and would have to anticipate Celmaru's next attack.He brought his arms up in front of himself as the volley of Ki blasts came, slamming into the areas around him to create yet another smoke screen. This tactic again. He prepared himself, bring his arms out of his defensive block, and prepared for a counter. When Celmaru's kick came Retsu slammed his claw in the ground, creating a crater where he had been, only to realize he had vanished. Retsu's eyes widened and he quickly looked around, only for Celmaru to appear on to his right. He shouted out, throwing another punch, only for Celmaru to once again disappear. Getting a bit angry only caused him to lash out to his left in a sweep that would send another gust about him to get rid of the smoke, only for Celmaru's downward strike to connect. Retsu got it right smack dab on the head, causing his eyes to bulge out for but a moment before slamming into the ground. The amount of force, combined with Retsu's current weight caused a crater. Retsu however did not bounce. He slowly and shakily got to his feet, his vision blurring for a moment as the world spun around him. He shook his head and growled regaining his composure. " A dirty trick." He muttered. He turned towards Celmaru, a look of rage beset in his eyes that seemed to burn with a determination to repay that blow. He held his hands out to his sides which he quickly thrust forward sending to Ki-blasts towards celmaru, only to have them explode right before they got to him. Retsu Vanished into the atmosphere just as Celmaru had, and appeared to his right. He spun quickly in the air, aiming a kick right for Celmaru's chest. The aim was to send him closer to the edge of the ring before Retsu faded once more. He appeared above Celmaru this time, a swirling ball of Ki crackling to existence in his hand. From it fired Retsu's Signature Attack, The Lance Cannon. The spiralling Ki-wave rushed towards Celmaru like a drill, and should it hit, send him plummeting out of the ring.
[2/3 KP] [N1] Lance Cannon Fired at Celmaru for 122,960 PL Damage [Intention: Ring Celmaru Waterfield Out!]
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Nov 27, 2016 9:21:54 GMT
"I told you that you may be at a disadvantage if you couldn't sense Ki, Lord Retsu. The fact that you were even hit should be taken as a painful reminder of that." Finding an odd disappointment of the Monster Arcosian's lack of a bounce. Strange. Mentally shrugging such disappointment away, the hybrid continued with his speech. "A warrior is more than someone with good eyesight and a strong arm. Falling victim to such a tactic more than once could very easily spell your downfall." Despipe this seemingly practical advice, the Arcosian Lord appeared to appreciate little of it. Beneath the hybrid's hooded guise, a thin grin tugged at his lips. Weak, yet enough to be notable. Anticipation welled from within Celmaru; Retsu's counterattack nigh upon him. This time, it was but a mere mimic of the hybrid's own previous maneuvers. With the blasts erupting before him, the hybrid raised his upper limbs in basic defense. Unfortunately, the kick from Retsu would still thrust the hooded hybrid away. The edge of the arena was once again nearing ever closer. Another trail of fragmented tiles...yet this time another Crack formed. The tiles weren't the only pieces of collateral damage. Crick! "Hm. So I figured. Any powers above mine, even by the most miniscule fraction, can bust through these." Crick-! Clink!As the hybrid briefly assessed the damages, a sudden Ki arose from Retsu. Peering above, albeit only mentally, it seemed to be but another blast; however this held some true force within. For the few moments between Retsu's final strike and Celmaru's damage assessment, a swift decision was made. "Just a little bit more...to see these fail so soon would be an insult to-"
Retsu's ire had become apparent. This blast of his would likely cause his metaphorical doom if he doesn't attempt something. "Have I struck a nerve, Lord Retsu?! What a shame, perhaps we could've finished this a bit more quietly!" Within an outstretched left palm, a red orb of Ki formed, it's circumference outlined with white ki. A signature technique of both Celmaru and his own family; the one and only- "GREAT BLAST CRASH!" A spear of Ki versus a scarlet orb of power...who might win this scuffle? It will only likely end in aneither crash of powers; this time with an violently quaking force of nature.
KP: 1/3 Ki Setting barely lessened! PL is now 93,200! Trained Potential is still active! PL is now 372,800! [N1] Great Blast Crash launched! Potential PL: 123,024! Intended to counteract Lord Retsu 's Lance Cannon and potentially push it back to its owner!
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Post by Lord Retsu on Nov 27, 2016 10:07:58 GMT
Retsu's anger seemed to swell as Celmaru Lectured him. "I know that!" He roared, his blast still raging against Celmaru's Attack. "I graduated at the top of my class in the academy! I am a General whose conquered dozens of planets for the Arcosian Empire!" He hadn't noticed the cracking in Celmaru's armor, as his own focus was on that of Maintaining the Lance cannon which struggled to hold back Celmaru's attack. The two attacks mixing in Color that bathed the Arena in it's light. Retsu was completely focused, only for that focus to begin to falter as the Orb began to get closer. He grunted taking hold of his hand with the other, trying his damndest to hold it back, but slowly but surely it came right back to him. Both the Attacks enveloped him and he cried out in pain, though that cry soon became that of Confusion after the orb hit. He blinked lightly, his body smoking from the attack. It... Kind of hurt? But not a whole lot. Maybe the clash had taken too much energy out of Celmaru's own attack. The Monster was more confused than anything at the moment. Was it a farce of an attack? Why didn't it blow him up like he had expected? Questions for later it seemed. He returned his Focus to Celmaru and glared at him before smiling.
"To answer your question.... No. You didn't strike a nerve. But dirty tricks do annoy me." He said. He clenched his fists tightly before he descended from the sky, landing but a few meters away from Celmaru. "I'm getting hot headed. Too cocky because of this form...." The Monster bared his teeth. "It just feels so good to use so much of my power. I'm sure you understand." He narrowed his eyes. "I wasn't determined to win this fight. Neither was I anticipating such a battle of this intensity... But now I think I've proven to myself that I am determined." He took in a slow breath before he chuckled. " However, I think its time I cooled off and returned to my roots as a warrior... "
His aura flared around him before he disappeared into the Atmosphere. He appeared before Celmaru, a clenched fist heading right towards Celmaru's head when he reappeared, yet this was yet again a Feint. His other arm swiftly Moved upwards, Aiming to Jab Celmaru Right in the Gut. His hope that the pain from the strike would stun him long enough for his next attack. After this, hit or miss Retsu would spin round before a tiny glimmer of Ki would appear at his Claw tip, before firing at Celmaru at near untraceable speeds at point blank. Should the Super Death Bullet Impact it would explode with enough force to cover the entire arena in smoke, and shatter every other tile that hadn't already been shattered.
Celmaru's [N1] Great Blast Crash = 123,024 Retsu's [N1] Lance Cannon = 122,960 Great Blast Crash beats out Lance Cannon by 64 PL and damages Retsu slightly. Retsu Fired [UP2] Super Death Bullet at Celmaru Waterfield for 245,921 PL Damage Intention is to Ring out Celmaru [0/3 KP]
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Nov 28, 2016 0:45:46 GMT
The blinding light of two clashing powers faded as soon as they arrived. Clasping his left arm from the burden of their weight, the hybrid huffed in relief. Lowering his arms to rest briefly, the hooded warrior spoke. Between his words, the hybrid leaped across the arena; resting near the middle. "Think of that 'dirty trick' As more of another lesson in that Academy of yours. take your scouter away and what assists you then? A scouter is a feeble technology, your mind is an impressive organic force." "Sensing Ki will only benefit you and your growth, Lord Retsu. Several months ago I was but a mere Saiyan soldiers' level...perhaps just above that much. Four thousand power level to my name...and once I acquired greater control of my Ki...I've reached this plateau." Admittedly, it was but a severe lowball of his true strength...however it was a sufficient example. Four thousand to about 300,000 plus? Walker had stated his growth to be impressive, at least. Unfortunately, Retsu's mention of the liberating power sensation returned bittersweet memories. "Thank Miss Kami that I mastered Super Saiyan.""...In a sense, I can, Lord Retsu. However, please refrain from mustering enough foul emotion to turn against the audience. This display of power would be quite displeasing, then." As the Arcosian Lord advanced once again, another attempt at a feint was made. Unfortunately, the prediction of a false feint proved to be incorrect. Raising his arms in defense, Celmaru's abdomen was swiftly struck instead of his cranium. Grit teeth concealed his pain...albeit evident nausea further confirmed it. The hybrid's inexperience with combat under constraints was revealing itself once more. "We both...seem to favor feints...don't we?" Maintaining his current position, his upper limbs beginning to sag downward, Celmaru's recovery was unfortunately sluggish. The hooded warrior's misfortune only appeared to bundle up...and then the bullet struck. Further flung backwards, Celmaru noticed a softly glowing outline. The outline of his cloak. Celmaru's eyes twitched. Veins sprouted atop his forehead. The hybrid's power erupted. Rage had spring forth. Retsu had committed to a rather unprecedented mistake. Prior to slipping off the arena, the hybrid flopped backwards. Yet not to swiftly ring himself out. The sharpened fingertips from the hybrid's Energy Coating proved useful. Contorting his frame swiftly, Celmaru grasped the edge of the arena; ceasing his movement shortly above the grassy earth. A simple flip saved the match for him. The air became still...the ire within the hybrid's heart blazing to life in a righteous fury. With the singed cloak fluttering the the ground, floating just above the hybrid's figure; he vanished. "My wife made this you wretch!!" Far above the arena, a violent white aura was raging about Celmaru's frame. The seaweed woman Phae Waterfield had gifted this travelling cloak to the hybrid; it was precious you him for hat very reason. A furious growl escaped the hybrid, his Ki escalating beyond what it once was. Celmaru couldn't be bothered to calculate his suppressed power anymore. Hell, he didn't even care if he was truly even holding back anymore. Retsu's defeat was destined to be upon him...or so the hybrid thought. "You shall pay for this, Retsu!" A pulse of energy burst forth from the enraged hybrid, his eyes wide with ire. Crashing down upon the arena's tiles, giant shards of debris became uplifted; likely obstructing the spectators' vision. Due to this sudden crash, the hybrid's hood lifted somewhat, revealing a set of grit teeth...and the lower tip of a jagged scar. Another pulse, another advance, an incessant flurry of blows. Celmaru didn't attempt to be fancy with feints or visual diversions; just mere fist-based strikes. Intending to force Retsu beside the arena's outer edge, Celmaru would retreat. What a brief retreat it would be. Charging once more, the hybrid would vanish. Appearing behind the Monster Arcosian, the hybrid would attempt to force an uppercut into Retsu's chin. Hoping to follow with a vanishing downward strike from above...another hope would be to finish this in above definite manner. If any of these strikes were to succeed...one final phrase would ring throughout the arena; echoing among the hybrid's rage. Thrusting his left palm towards the Arcosian Lord, Celmaru would attempt to force his opponent into the ground via this impact. "GREAT BLAST CRASH!!!"
Apologize for any inconsistencies, Lord Retsu ! Had to write this post again due to phone issues. ;-; KP: 0/3 Ki Setting further lessened due to rage! PL is now 117,000! Trained Potential is definitely active! PL is now 468,000! [N1] Great Blast Crash fired at Retsu's chest! Potential PL: 154,440! Intention to ring out Lord Retsu
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Post by Lord Retsu on Nov 29, 2016 7:15:32 GMT
"I'm sure Sensing Ki is an invaluable ability, but not one I have ever been taught, or even understand how to use at this moment." Retorted the Monster. He narrowed his eyes, glaring at him. This man, all he did was talk talk talk. He kept berating him because he couldn't sense energy like it was some great achievement, when in all reality it wasn't. Anyone could do it if they learned. This merely annoyed Retsu more every time he brought it up. Retsu bared his teeth in a wicked smile when his bullet hit, causing that great explosion. He laughed to himself. "And with that I've wo- WHAT!?" Celmaru had held onto the arena! Retsu's anger boiled. "ARE YOU SERIOUS!?" He roared. "JUST ACCEPT YOUR DEFEAT!" He slammed his fists into the Arena's floor and rushed forward to finish Celmaru off, but he disappeared just as he had before.
At Celmaru's shout he looked upwards towards him, squinting due to the sun only for him to slam down into the tiles of the Arena once more. Oh boy he looked pissed. Retsu immediately got on the defensive, and with good timing. He threw up his arms in front of him in an X, taking each of the punches as he moved back step by step. Once he was by the Edge of the Arena he looked back. He growled and turned his head back towards the hybrid, only to get an upper cut on his chin, sending him flying into the air. Then came the downward strike, sending him plummeting into the arena with a ground shaking impact. It sent smoke and dust in all directions. Retsu panted hard and got up slowly.
He only had enough energy in him for one final attack. The hybrid was using his anger to fuel him which gave Retsu an idea. The Monster looked upwards and let his anger begin to boil. Thats when Celmaru thrust out his hand and sent out his attack once more. The Orb rushed downwards and Retsu decided to do it. He let out a mighty roar, his aura rippling up around him before he shot upwards at breakneck speeds. The orb rushed down towards him but he didn't care. His anger boiled over and he slammed directly into the ball, and right through it. It hurt definitely, but it wasn't going to stop him. No This final punch. It was... Destiny. "WITH THE LAST OF MY STRENGTH!" He roared out as he shattered the sound barrier, zooming even faster towards Celmaru. "I WILL GRASP VICTORY!"The moment he reached Celmaru he brought his Fist up, using one hundred percent of his remaining energy into that punch, aimed directly at his gut.
Retsu's Durability is Activated for this turn! Defensive Power level shoots up to 745,216 PL As he takes the full brunt of Celmaru's Angry [N1] Great Blast Crash. Retsu is rushing towards Celmaru at impossible speeds with a final punch. Intent: KO Celmaru [1/3 KP] [No Techs Used]
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