All the combatants took their stances and waited to Mr.love to begin the matches. Number 4 was a girl a little on the higher side of average weight. She had ivory skin and black braid neck length hair that was died blue in several places, her eyes were brown and her nails had sky blue nail polish on them she was currently wearing a sports pale pink tank top, tights, and sneakers.

When the single was given she rushed forward and threw out a kick at her opponents legs trying to destroy their balance but they easily step backward of the range of the strike, this was soon revealed to be a mistake as number four before her opponent could regain his balance she shot forward and planted her elbow in his ribs then she grabbed his right wrist with her left and as Sam was familiar with this fighting style and seen this girl battle many times before he knew the battle was decided. The style that number 4 used was one of control. One of the ways the study did this it through body contact to restrict the movement of there opponent once this was done they could break the body and spirit mostly the body and she did this scarcely well.

Pulling her opponent towards her she struck his stomach with her knee the using her other hand she pulled his head down to another knee strike that causes blood to drip from his nose.

She then grabbed his shoulders and using him as leverage she leaped off the ground to plant both her feet in his stomach letting go of him she used him as a springboard and leaped back to the edge of sparing circle the moment he feet hit the ground she charged forward full body tackled him out of the ring ending the match.

Walking over to him she checked on him and see if she was to rough on him, that was something Sam never got the style was so violent and vicious but the users of it were quite kind and gentle people, very strange considering that most people learned a style that matches their personality in some.

Looking at the other matches he could that they were still underway 24 was winning against 1, 2 and 23 were at a stalemate, 3 had 22 pinned to the ground, 5 had just been thrown out of the ring by 20, and 19 was currently sitting 6's back wait for the match to be called.

Saw watch as the matches ended with a blank and bored look on his face, everyone show the skill they gained during the year and how seriously they treated this class, mostly serious as being able to defend one's self was a necessity in this world of theirs but there was those who toke truly seriously, some even beyond that were those who planned to pursue a career that possed a need for a certain level of fighting ability.

"Alright lets begin the next set of matches." mr.love called out after all students were sitting on the bleachers, he then called out the next set of matches "18 vs 17, 7 vs 10, 9 vs 16, 15 vs 6, 8 vs 14, 13 vs 11, 12 you got lucky."

The called student got off the bleacher and walked over to there assigned rings. Stepping into the ring sam stretched a bit and took a look at his opponent male his age looked like he put the minimum need for this class but Sam had learned long age that underestimating anyone would lead to your view being forcefully changed, sometimes painfully.

sam took his usual stance a neutral looking one that allowed for balance and acceleration speed. The moment the single was given sam dashed forward intent on tackling his opponent only for his opponent to try the same sam stop seeing this and backed up his opponent copying him again, raising an eyebrow Sam had a suspicion and he knew how to test, walking he watched as he was mimicked, made a few more movement before his suspicion was confirmed.

He was up against a copycat, this one was quite famous in the school's gossip circle because he could copy just about anything perfectly this was impressive mostly because of his wide range of skill and how young he was. But his skill has made him many enemies in the school and out of it like the rabid beast gang which a small time gang with only about ten members.

Fighting a person who copies your every move is a complicated thing mostly because of the psychological effect it was to see someone mirror you. This was the reason people had a hard time fighting copycats unless you were like same and fought things much better with messing with your mind, and Sam has dealt with a few copycats before, so he knew what to do. So he started to walk around the ring and when his opponent mimicked him it led to them circling each other in the ring.

"Okay you can do this, its been a while but you can never forget how it is done," Sam thought to psychic himself up before he slowly and altered his steps but not his pace. To a casual observer this did not look like much but to one who had their focus on him the movement he made causes them to experience an illusion of duplicates appearing behind him, this illusion was something that may look easy but can take months to learn something, that is not easy to copy, that was the reason he used it in this match when it was slight overkill and he did not feel like letting this match drag out.

The moment his opponent showed hesitation in his steps sam rushed at him with his duplicates following behind him and with a bit more footwork sam made it so his duplicates had spread out as they moved forward. His opponent's gaze kept switching from one to another.

When Sam entered striking range he lowered his center of gravity as he prepares to strike his opponent's legs and the three duplicate he could maintain at the moment moved to attack different body parts. One aimed a fist for the skull, one was after the rightsholder with a kick, the last used a back kick at his family jewels.

In a moment the copycat realized he could defend against one, two if he chooses correctly but taking in consideration on where the strikes were going to land he made the choice to defend his family jewels, so he closed his legs used his hands to cover his jewels then braced himself for impact.

With his eyes closed, he did not see the duplicates fade as they came in contact with him he only felt a slight breeze but when Sam hit his legs he really felt it and his eyes shot open as he fell to the ground.

When his chest hit the ground sam wasted no time mounting him and putting him into a submission hold and said one word.

"Surrender" his voice like ice.

When he didn't sam put more strength in the hold and spoke again

"Surrender" his voice colder than before.

When he put even more strength in the hold he did not get a chance to speak.

"Okay, okay I surrender just let up dude", hearing his surrender sam immediately let go, got off his back, and took a step back.

"Are you alright?" Sam asked the boy laying on the ground rubbing his sore body.

"I'm fine but what the hell why were you so violent? it's only a simple school tournament" the boy grumbled as he got off the ground.

"That is how I fight, no matter the reason I am fighting" Sam responded with a bit of sorrow in his voice.

Looking around at the fights around him sam saw nothing of real interest to him except daniel's fight which he may be winning it was kind of hard to tell because of his fighting style.

It took about ten-twenty minutes for all the fight to conclude. The result was Sam won him, Daniel too, along with numbers 17, 10, 6, and 13.

The next round of fights was more intense as the participants were now considerably skilled fighters. For this round 17 was to fight 19, 10 fought Sam, Daniel fought 12, 24 was against 3, 20 had 2, 4 had sat out this round who that was lucky for was up for debate.

This round saw was against a meek and shy girl but she could through a mean right hook and a meaner left. By the time Sam was able to pin by her arm on the ground serval parts of his body hurt and a bruise or two were probably forming, but he won.

Returning to the bleachers Sam sat down as Mr.love called out the final set of matches saw was against 19 who was Veronica, and Daniel had 20 aka Brett, 24 was against 4.

Looking at the matchups sam could not tell what was going to be the most interesting match, but he knew for certain that they were all going to be fun to watch, too bad he couldn't.

Walking over to one of the now large sparring rings. He turned to face Veronica and took his stance. For the moment before the match started Sam thought about what he knew about Veronica's fighting style.

It was a close contact style that included many holds and much body contact but one of the biggest things was that she made full use of her body's assets this part she was very skilled in aspect to the point she could throw off anyone who had the slightest interest in females, most of the time.

This was bad for sam as his style had a lot of body contact as well so this put him at a disadvantage. He could ignore her attempts to throw him off up to a certain point he was a teenage boy after all.

Her gym outfit didn't help as it was two steps away from being a Two pieces swimsuit!

Mr.love gave the signal but unlike the last two matches sam did not make the first move, no he waited for Veronica to do so and he did not have to wait long. As she started to strut forward swinging her hips her arms folded to lift her blossom while maintaining complete eye contact with Sam.

When she was within range sam did not waste a moment to try and take her off her feet she responded by leaping off the ground and aiming a kick at his face that Sam dogged by throwing himself onto his back where he rolled to the left to avoid a heel to the spine.

Getting off the ground as soon as he was out of veronica's range sam faced he and charged at her, when he got close he tried a few strikes to throw her off balance but she responded in kind and she placed a kiss on his cheek before they slip apart.

A faint blush appeared on Sam's face for a moment before he went back at her and this time he was able to land a blow on her stomach that caused her to stumble, Sam did not waste this chance and unleashed a quick combo on her body before a last hit to the face knocking her to the ground where sam mounted her and tried to pin her but she recovered quickly and threw sam off where she mounted his back.

On his back, she grabbed both his legs and pulled them to where it hurt.

"Surrender or I will break your legs" she threatened clearly angrily most likely about the hit to the face.

"Never" Sam had a habit of being unyielding to people like Veronica.

She tightened her grip and pulled even more, "surrender now"

"Need my focus for this," he thought before he told the girl on her back "not on your waistline" and then for a moment his hair turned pure ash white and at that moment saw reached back (bending in a way that humans shouldn't) grabbed her shoulders and neck. This shocked her enough that she let go of his legs so that Sam could throw her off his back and in front of him.

Quickly he got on her back used his right hand to grab her throat, the left was lifted as a fist and said: "surrender or lose your flawless face and trade it for a pig's" he paused " no I don't want to insult any pigs." with a voice like a knife.

"...Fine, I give" her face was worth a lot in more than one way.

Hearing that sam unclenched his hand but he didn't get off her but he shifted so that it was comfortable for both of them and waited for the teacher to end the matches. While they waited they watch the fight between Daniel and Brett (the other fight was finished, number 4 winning before their fight ended) it was interesting to watch as they were complete opposites when it came to how they fought. Daniel was calculated and sly, Brett was emotionally and straightforward and it seems that Daniel was taking advantage of this fact as he taunted brett in several ways. The insult that really made brett furious was a comment on how small his rod was, this caused him to charge Daniel with reckless abandon. Like Daniel planed it seemed as right before they collided daniel spun out of the way and unleashed a roundhouse kick on Brett's back knocking him out of the ring winning him the match, but that didn't stop Brett from trying to deck him thankfully Mr.love was able to.

After making sure Brett wasn't going to try and hit Daniel again he sent them back to the bleachers.

"Today all of you experienced the difference in your ability, today you learn if you need to improve or not, remember you combat ability is a form of power and if you wish to be more then a face in the crowd you need some form of power, and with those words I wish all of you a great and safe break have a nice day." Having said everything he needed to Mr. love waved at the student before leaving the gym to head to his next class after grabbing something to drink from the teacher lounge and talk to the others about the lady who was watching from the ceiling.

The students went to their respective locker rooms to change and pack their gym clothes so they could be washed over the break and went to their next class or just to grab their uniform and head home, it depends on if they still had a class or not.

As for Sam, he chooses to rinse off first, he forgot his deodorant this morning. Daniel waited for him as he would not put it pass Brett to try and ambush him, strength in numbers they say. Plus he didn’t have any class after this so he was going to ride the train with him.

When Sam had finished his shower and put his uniform on they left the locker room and headed

for the hovertrain station.

“Hey sam I have a favor to ask, can I come over tomorrow I need your help with something,” Daniel asked cautiously, Hearing him Sam stopped. In his tracks.