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Gotchard in DC Ch 4
🕑 Added 2025-09-17 14:22:19 +0000 UTC“Alright, it’s getting late, I’ll help you tidy up a guest room so you can rest and recover as soon as possible.”
Seeing that X Wizard seemed to be a bit tired, Isaac didn’t continue to pester her with questions. Instead, he suggested that she rest first.
After all, according to the usual plot, the next step should be the monster appearing to force the protagonist to fight. Therefore, X Wizard, the support, must recover to her best condition to provide assistance.
After getting X Wizard’s agreement, Isaac busily went to tidy up a guest room. After changing the bedsheets and other simple cleaning tasks, he turned around and asked X Wizard to rest.
Just as Isaac turned around, ready to return to his room, he was suddenly stopped by X Wizard.
She took out a small stone sphere carved with strange reliefs from her magic book and handed it to Isaac.
“Wait a minute, Isaac. Before you rest, please accept this.”
“What is this?”
Subconsciously, Isaac reached out and took the small stone sphere from X Wizard. His fingers gently caressed the surface of the sphere, feeling a slightly cool sensation.
The animal reliefs on the stone sphere were lifelike, as if they could leap from the stone surface at any moment. But besides this, Isaac couldn’t see any other special features, so he looked up at X Wizard, his eyes full of confusion.
“This stone sphere is one of the research items in the laboratory. The researchers said it seems to be a treasure used to assist in cultivating Fierce Qi. Since you will be fighting as Gotchard in the future, this thing should be helpful to you.”
Closing the magic book in her hand, X Wizard tapped her fingertips lightly on the spine, seemingly recalling the information she knew. She briefly explained the origin of the stone sphere and why she gave it to Isaac.
“A treasure for cultivating Fierce Qi? Holy cow, this couldn’t be something from the Beast Fist team, could it? No, that’s not right, the team’s show doesn’t seem to have ever crossed over with Hundred... Well, never mind, thank you for the treasure, I will cherish it, X Wizard.”
After listening to X Wizard’s explanation, Isaac’s mind raced. The term Fierce Qi instantly made him think of a certain team famous for its fist techniques.
Wait, Fierce Qi… Fierce Beast-Fist Beast Arts? Gekiranger? But that’s impossible, right?
However, according to the TV shows and movies he had watched, the Hundred organization, which only appeared during the Gotchard era, had not had any crossovers with the team’s show. Moreover, there was a difference of more than ten years between them, so they shouldn’t have been able to meet at all.
After pondering for a long time and not getting any results, Isaac could only temporarily put this question aside and wait until he obtained relevant information later to re-analyze it.
“In that case, X Wizard, have a good rest. If there’s anything, just call me.”
Since he couldn’t figure it out, Isaac simply stopped thinking about it and planned to study it slowly later. He waved his hand at X Wizard, turned around, and returned to his room to rest.
On the boundless plains, the Beast Fist practitioners with hearts of justice, in order to protect humanity, engaged in a protracted death match with the Rin Beast Fist practitioners who gained power by exploiting human despair and wails. This was the first Geki Rin Rebellion recorded in the history of Beast Fist...
"What is all this? Why am I suddenly recalling the history of Beast Fist? Also, where is this? Did I transmigrate again?"
Countless chaotic images appeared before the drowsy Isaac, and a steady, deep male voice narrated the content hidden within those images.
In the intense headache brought on by the shock of a large amount of knowledge, Isaac quickly sobered up from his daze. After mumbling a few words subconsciously, he was surprised to find that he was no longer in his room, but in a spacious dojo.
Ancient scrolls hung on the walls around the dojo, covered with various beasts and fist technique diagrams. The ground was paved with smooth bluestone slabs, and in the center was a giant rhino stone statue, emitting a faint golden light.
Various equipment was placed in the corners of the dojo: wooden dummies, stone locks, bronze bells, and some strange devices Isaac had never seen before. A faint scent of sandalwood permeated the air, as if it could calm one's mind.
Gorrie: "This is a special conscious space created by the resonance between your subconscious and our Excitement Qi souls. I call it the Geki Dojo."
Originally, Isaac's mumbling was just to himself, and he didn't expect anyone to answer him. But to his surprise, the familiar steady male voice sounded again, answering the doubts in his heart.
"You... the three of you are!?"
Subconsciously following the direction from which the voice came, Isaac's eyes met three figures: a humanoid gorilla, a humanoid penguin, and a humanoid antelope.
Looking at these three familiar figures, combined with the Beast Fist history knowledge he had previously gained, as a veteran tokusatsu fan, Isaac naturally recognized their identities in an instant: the Golden Triangle among the seven founders of Fierce Beast-Fist, the Three Fist Sages symbolizing heart, body, and technique.
Gorrie, the Wild Wiseman, Master of the Gorilla-Fist. Michelle Peng, the free-spirited and competitive Mistress of the Penguin-Fist. And Pyon Biao, the elegant and swift Master of the Gazelle-Fist. The three Fist Sages stood before him, each emanating a unique aura.
"Haven't you already known our identities? Young man with a heart of justice and an enthusiastic soul."
Seeing Isaac still in a daze and unable to speak, the Master of Technique, Michelle, spoke first, her tone relaxed, even with a hint of teasing.
She was dressed in fashionable clothes and wore headphones, looking out of place with the dojo's ancient atmosphere, yet strangely harmonious.
"Enthusiastic... me? How could the Fist Sages appear here? Wait, could it be because of that strange stone sphere?"
Isaac felt quite surprised by Michelle's evaluation of him as "enthusiastic." He couldn't help but reach out and touch his nose, revealing a hint of an awkward smile.
However, he quickly dismissed the matter and turned to ask the question he cared about more: why the Three Fist Sages appeared in his conscious space.
But as his thoughts raced, Isaac suddenly thought of an item: the strange stone sphere given to him by X Wizard, which he had placed by his pillow. It was said to be some kind of treasure that aided in cultivating Fierce Ki.
"That's right, the stone sphere you mentioned is the Soul Gem, condensed from the Fierce Ki fighting souls of us three. It was originally a contingency plan left to prevent the loss of Fierce Beast-Fist, but it unexpectedly fell into your hands and resonated with you..."
Nodding gently, the Master of Heart, Gorrie, said in a steady tone, informing him of the origin of the stone sphere, or rather, the Soul Gem.
"Now that you are recognized by the Soul Gem, you are the new generation successor of Fierce Beast-Fist Beast Arts..."
Just as Gorrie's words fell, the Master of Body, Pyon, quickly took over, his tone firm, his gaze fixed on Isaac like a torch.
Isaac: "This junior, Isaac Kondo, wishes to become a disciple of the three masters and cultivate Fierce Beast-Fist Beast Arts, contributing to its legacy!"
Before Pyon could finish speaking, Isaac had already knelt down, mimicking the apprenticeship scenes from martial arts movies, performing a standard apprenticeship ritual with a sincere, even eager, tone.
"You're a clever one, kid. Since you've performed the apprenticeship ritual, from now on, you are our second-generation disciple of Fierce Beast-Fist Beast Arts."
Watching Isaac quickly complete the apprenticeship ritual, Gorrie's eyelids twitched slightly. Although he was a bit speechless at Isaac's behavior, he finally sighed lightly and accepted Isaac as his student.
"Since you have become our disciple, let me test your foundation."
Taking two steps forward, Pyon reached out and lifted Isaac from a kneeling to a standing position. Then, he spread one hand, assuming an opening stance. His movements were clean and precise, and his aura was imposing.
Taking a deep breath, Isaac struck a pose he had learned from movies. Although a bit unpracticed, his gaze was very firm. Seeing this, Pyon's mouth twitched slightly, and then he quickly attacked.
"The forehand is not refined, and your backhand is weak!"
Pyon's critique echoed in the dojo, accompanied by Isaac's cries of pain. With each strike, a faint golden ripple would be stirred in the air, as if Fierce Ki was flowing through the dojo.
"Don't just focus on screaming in pain, remember this feeling! Cultivating Fierce Ki isn't just about brute force."
Watching Isaac being sent flying by Pyon again, Michelle smiled and reminded him from the side, her tone carrying a hint of playfulness.
"I know, again!"
Gritting his teeth, Isaac nodded heavily, a gleam of defiance flashing in his eyes, and he got up again, charging towards Pyon.
