Chapter 92 - 92. Rag Doll Style

Asher was amazed that getting second place in a single tournament could pay that much. "Not to mention my other siblings participated in their own age groups and the family made about four hundred thousand all together. I would have had first place if that brat didn't show up."

Garnet looked incredibly sour remembering her loss but she still was able to pull off an air of mightiness mentioning the family's winnings. It was becoming clear to Asher how they were able to afford a rank S elite home gym system. "I can't give up on my goal. My friends are my rivals and we promised each other that we would become heroes together. I will stand at the top, they will figure that out later." Asher laughed at this since he knew if Jane and Art were there they would be arguing with him.

"I would let you have access to the elite home gym system every day. You would easily become one of the top young martial artists. The youth tournaments pay much more in scholarships to promising universities." Garnet refused to give up. She had wanted Jackson to join in the sparring but learned that he had never so much as raised a fist. He was too soft of a soul.

Asher on the other hand looked like he was not afraid to get hit or hurt. Even when he was afraid of the cliff she had seen his eyes wide open as he started to climb. She figured that when the two had fallen Asher had instinctually grabbed on to the tree and held on but by the time she had gotten to the bottom of the cliff he was already calm and collected while Jackson was still slow and stunned. It was a rare trait of recovery that not many possessed.

Asher heard that the scholarships could helo him with universities. This was a very tempting offer since his only other way to get scholarships would be the end of year tournament his senior year. "I don't think I could devote the time. I need to get stronger to be a hero one day. I will need more than combat technique…"

Well, you can do both, just think it over. And don't worry that coach Winters about this. It would only go over her head." Garnet wanted to slowly convince Asher over the camp so that she could recruit a promising fighter in to the camp to make more money and raise their status more. The camp was already responsible for a few heroes and a few decent martial artists, adding another with an incredibly high potential rank was the icing on the cake.

Asher realized that Garnet was not going to let him go so he just ignored her for a bit and fell back in to his training. He felt like the foot work he was practicing was starting to be ingrained in his muscle memory. This made him more excited for when Jane and Art would come. He would challenge them both to a sparring match in the field to show off his skills. First, he planned to take on any challengers by flaunting his points. This would be the best way for him to build more points and see what the general store had to offer.

"Hey Garnet, your family hid the golden egg again right?" His curiosity was peaked since he wanted to try the elite home gym system again. If he trained all day then used the home gym system he could see what advancements he had made and what new mistakes he may be developing. Being able to spot them early would be great for his adjustments and future skills.

"The egg? Yeah, Lapis hid it this morning on her ten mile warm up. Apparently there was a good spot she has been wanting to try since last year. I doubt it is, that's amazing though, she always says it's a good spot then Onyx or I have found it before the day is out." Garnet brushed it off like this was a boring activity for them.

"Wait is this part of your family's training? I can definitely see the hunt for the egg as a good way to train your mind and observation skills." Asher had missed many lessons so far in what went on in the camp. It was all so perfectly designed for the campers to train every aspect of themselves. Thinking of all this he couldn't see how the campo wouldn't give birth to martial artists, law enforcement, and potential heroes.

"Finally starting to catch on? Took long enough, I thought you would be playing dumb the entire time." Garnet just laughed while she stood up stretching out a little. "Let's see what the rag doll style can do."

Without another word, Asher was on the defensive as Garnet's heavy fist came towards him. Any moves that he had started to learn were not memorized and well practiced enough for him to use them instantly. He needed to dip and attempt to dodge it the best he could.

Asher lowered his level and dodged the first bow but her other fist was still in motion. The hit landed in his arm spinning him around. Asher tried to let himself flow with the momentum and had a feeling that he should kick out. His leg spun with his body and the heel came out toward Garnet.

She just smiled and back stepped letting the kick wiz by. However, Asher was not done. He kept the momentum and as his kick fell downwards his arm rotated upward. His fist was deflected by Garnet who ducked in right to his face and grabbed his arm.

The next thing Asher knew he was flying through the air. The birds chirping and the clouds flying over head. He had yet to be thrown in such a way nor had he learned any throws or defenses to throws.

The surreal feeling came to a crashing end when his back hit the ground and made him roll to a stop looking up at the sky. "Oh…"

"I would get up fast, or I will keep tossing you around until you can't stand back up." Garnet's voice brought Asher back to reality. Before he knew it he was standing again, his body had moved on its own.