Winner Takes All novel Chapter 801

Inspiration?!

Mr. Ward and Brent stared at Jack with their eyes wide open in awe as if they were looking at a weird creature. The ability to control and shift one’s muscles was a martial arts skill that very few could attain. It was a means of changing the dynamics of a fight. It was a skill that enabled a fighter to have an outburst of energy during a fight.

However, it did not mean that a fighter would only master this skill when he had reached a bottleneck of his skills. A highly skilled fighter would endeavor to master the skill of controlling his muscles but this skill could only be accumulated over experiences.

Whether it was due to having a breakthrough or a supremely skilled fighter, this skill had to be built up over time. It had to be trained and perfected over time and in a way that suited the fighter.

It was also possible to suddenly have inspiration during a fight when the body was in an elevated state of consciousness. But something like controlling and shifting one’s muscles…

This was the first time any of them had heard that someone could control and shift his muscles through inspiration during a fight! A skill that took others years to master and accumulate was attained by Jack in a moment of inspiration?

“Master… you really can boast.” Brent heaved a sigh in disbelief.

He was able to perform the “Python devours Dragon” move by controlling and shifting his muscles on his lower back. His ability to control and shift his lower back muscles had already surpassed countless fighters. Brent was aware of how much effort and time he spent to master this skill.

Putting aside humility, Brent did not train Jack on this skill of controlling and shifting his muscles because he did not think that Jack was ready for it. Brent felt that Jack was still not ready for it as firstly, Jack had not reached a stage where he needed a breakthrough, and secondly, Jack had not reached the level of mastery.

But now… Jack was able to attain the skill through inspiration?!

“I did not boast.” Jack retorted sternly at Brent and continued, “It was so sudden. I had to counter the camouflage arts of Iga by closing my eyes and using my sense of hearing to affix his position. However, Iga retaliated by the blinding light. At that moment, my eyes were white-out and barely made out the image of his sword thrusting towards me. It was instinct that allowed me to dodge death and shifted my left shoulder to take the impact of the sword.”

Dodged death by instinct?

Jack heaved a sigh of relief but it sounded like an explosion in Brent and Mr. Ward’s ears till their ears hurt and their hearts rattled. A wave of emotions overcame them and they took a deep breath to calm down.

Suddenly Brent’s eyes lit up and asked Jack with surprise, “Hang on. Did you say that the corridor was dark when Daisy and I came up? No no, what I meant was, did you fight in the dark with Iga and you only used your sense of hearing to fight with him?” The corridor was totally dark when Daisy and Brent rushed to that floor.