Lincoln releases Andy and covers the wound with his hand. "Shit! Can he also use that kick while in a resting state? He just pushed himself with his foot. But in the situation we're in, it takes a lot of flexibility. Even for someone who claims to have it, it would be too much. Unless." Viewers see that Andy was able to lift his leg up to a ninety degree angle.
"That's right, I can twist my joints so much they feel like rubber." The orange-haired man puts one leg behind his neck and balances himself with the other. "My strength and flexibility, combined with the training I've done, give me the fiercest kick ever created. Now you will receive one stronger than the serpent blade. I present to you the Serpent Sword!" Andy kicks his leg behind his head, vertically slicing into Lincoln's abdomen, opening the wound caused by Robert. But under his control, Lincoln managed to land his right hand on Andy's stomach, causing him to fall back and spit blood. "How the hell did he do that?"
Lincoln covers his stomach wound. "I'm understanding more and more of your fighting style, Andy. When you do your kicks, you have to be in a very specific position that's more aerodynamic, and by not having an arm, you leave your torso exposed."
Andy was impressed. No one can ever deduce his fighting style, and his opponents usually focus on his legs and do not pay attention to these details. But Lincoln was the first to discover that weak spot, even though he was blind. "Ha. It seems I underestimated him. Even though he is blind, he is learning more about me as the fight progresses. I have to finish it before he puts me on the ropes. I have no choice. "I'll have to use one of my best techniques." Andy makes a big jump until he touches the ceiling, then pushes himself up and starts spinning like a wheel. Receiving one of my strongest kicks. Ourobros Chakram!"
Fact: The chakram is a circular throwing weapon from India. It is also known as Shalikar, which means circle, and is sometimes referred to as the war-quoit. The chakram is primarily a throwing weapon but can also be used as a two-handed weapon.
"There's no point in running, Lincoln. Using the force of gravity combined with the centrifugal force of my rotation and with my joints at this degree of flexibility, I can kick with more force. Even if you dodge it, the moment I hit the ground, I'll use the same momentum to make a circular kick to hit you. When I mastered this move, it split a three-meter-long rock in half. I'm sorry, Lincoln; I liked you, but this is a Dracoviam fight, so I'm going to kill you." Andy had planned out all the moves he was going to make in case Lincoln dodged the opening kick, but what he didn't count on was that Lincoln also jumped towards him. "But what the hell?" Before he finished speaking, Lincoln had given Andy a big whack.
But it didn't end there, as Lincoln used his rotational momentum to reverse his spin for another hit, this time a downward strike, sending Andy crashing to the ground.
Lincoln lands in a crouching position, but the landing is so hard that he coughs up blood.
Meanwhile, Andy lay on the ground with blood pouring from his mouth and nose. The referee confirmed that he was unconscious.
"OUT OF ACTION. WINNER. LINCOLN LOUD!"
Lincoln stands as best he can and walks towards Andy. "I admit, you are strong, Andy, and I admire you. I never imagined there was someone like you in the world. I would love to fight you another day."
Venomus saw his fighter victorious as Mr. Ramslake clenched his teeth so hard that he screamed. "Dammit, Venomous. Why do I always lose against you?"
Outside the barn were two nursing trucks. In one, they brought Andy, and in the other, they brought Lincoln.
Lincoln was resting on a stretcher with bandages on his arms, chest, and stomach. At that moment, Venomus entered.
"How was your first fight?"
"capacitor"
"Yes, it's like that for everyone the first time. But you'll get used to it or get into the process."
"How am I going to explain this to my parents?" He points to his bandages. "When they find out, they will prevent me from fighting again."
"Don't worry. Venom Industries is at the forefront of the pharmaceutical industry. Your wounds will be treated with our experimental rapid-healing ointment. You will be healed tomorrow."
"That's a relief, Professor."
"By the way, what did you say to your parents when they saw you with all the money I gave you?"
"I told them you offered me a position as your assistant."
"Good thinking. But if you're going to be my 'assistant,' you can't come into the office looking like a lumberjack." Venomous presses a button on his watch, and a small robot enters the truck carrying an office suit in his hands. "I asked my robots to make this suit for you. I hope it works for you."
"When did you ask them?"
"A second ago. It's very effective."
Lincoln wears a suit consisting of a white shirt, pants, tie, and black jacket. "Perfect size."
"I'm glad you like it. By the way, This is your payment." Venomus gives Lincoln a wad of cash.
Lincoln calculates the amount. "It's thirty thousand dollars."
"I told you I would give you the other half of your salary if you won this fight. Right now. Do you want me to take you home?"
"Thank you, Professor. You are very kind. But I don't want to abuse your generosity."
"Well, just until you get your own car."
"But even if I did, I wouldn't be able to drive."
"Leave that to me."
And so, Venomus gave Lincoln a ride.
The day is starting to heat up, and the snow is melting because in just a month, winter will end and spring will begin.
Coming in front of Myrtle and Albert's house, there was a large mobile truck, but he did not pay attention to it. Lincoln entered and was greeted by his little sister, Lily, who jumped into his arms.
"Linky's back."
"Ha-ha-ha-ha. I see you missed me."
"Yes. Why did you leave so early?"
"I had to go to work."
Rita and Mr. Lynn approached Lincoln but stopped when they saw what he was wearing.
"Son. Where did you get that suit?"
"Is it cool or what?" Lincoln spins. "Professor Venomous gave it to me."