Chapter 11 sMassin Martial Arts Breakthrough (1/2)
How Fell used his body started to take a toll on him, every single breath he took made him feel like his lungs were on fire. His sluggish steps showing everyone that he gave his all during his fights. Respectful silence followed the young man's exhausted walk.
An applaud birthed in the middle of the spectators' seats. Like a viral outbreak, it swiftly escalated and soon every single individual was cheering for the young challenger. Tonight, he gave them all the spectacle they deserved, showing everyone the birth of an exceptional martial art genius.
Hearing the commotion surrounding him. Fell's heart rate sped up, he was excited from being the center of attention, a feeling that he rarely got to get.
In the baby cemetery where he grew up, being in the spotlight was rarely favorable. He spent his earlier stages of life trying to go unnoticed, avoiding problems. Making himself as little as possible.
Unhurried in his steps, he shamelessly savored his first taste of glory. His habitual indulgent grin appearing on his juvenile face.
He proudly stopped in front of Moha and Sifiso, his puffed chest showing his delight.
”Others would have started showing disdain, but look at him, he waited all his life for this kind of approval” whispered Moha to Sifiso
”Let him enjoy this moment, he deserves it” sighed Sifiso, then he added while looking at Fell ”You hid your skills quite deeply, where did you learn to fight like that?”
”Tonight was my first fight”
”WHAT?” screamed Sifiso while putting his hand on his chest, anticipating a seizure from the shock he just received.
”You're a complete beginner… AND YOU JUST BULLIED MY FIGHTERS”
”Monster… You're even worse than that Red Haired man”, he looked at his old friend Moha before continuing, ”Where did you find this guy?”
Moha started revealing Fell's story, his eyes showing the pride he had for this abandoned seed of society. His deep voice turning soft and fragile, showing the deep affection he had for Fell. Sifiso was shocked to learn that the exceptional genius in front of him was from low birth.
Hearing the story, he sighed and patted Fell's shoulder.
”Your life isn't defined by your starting point, keep pushing and someday you'll acquire everything you want!”
”Yes!” firmly responded Fell. His respect for this eccentric senior slowly germinating in his heart.
”Starting today, you can live here. You are one of us!” added Sifiso, a deep gleam in his eyes. ”Now Let's go feast!”
Sifiso ordered his assistant to prepare a big feast, using everything he owned to show Fell that he was one of them.
All of the trainees and fighters were present, celebrating New Casablanca's freshly born genius. That night, Fell couldn't remember how much he ate or drank. Every time Sifiso would introduce him to someone, it meant another glass that had to be emptied for Fell. Soon the only things he could hear were the sounds of brotherhood and fellowship. Gladiator's Heaven martial artists were easy going, most of them had recognized Fell's astonishing talent.
”Brothers! Tonight, we DRINK!” said one of the gladiator while emptying his enormous glass full of beer
”Cheers!!”