章 21: Fighting Spirit
編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation
Little Tian fell on the back of the Blackiron Alligator, convulsing big time as it cupped its mouth and groaned in pain. Blood could not stop oozing out of its black mouth because it had broken a few of its teeth.
It shocked Wutian to witness the extraordinary power of Metal. He had experienced in person how tough Little Tian's teeth were. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were tougher than the Mithril. Yet they now had cracked, hurt its mouth, and it bled profusely.
"Caw, caw!"
Little Tian bounced back abruptly, its slender furious eyes reddening as it stared at the young man dressed in purple. He was absolutely pissed because it broke the steel teeth that it was so proud of for the first time.
Little Tian jumped up and down, wanting to eat the young man alive literally. It suddenly faded into a shadow as it lunged away. Its body's surface emitted a dull glow as if a dancing flame. At that moment, Little Tian's body became stronger and larger.
The young man dressed in purple flicked his hands across his chest, then two flashes of bright golden light like a scorching sun appeared in front of him. He gathered his attention as he knew he could not be too careful. The golden glow in between his hands increased in intensity, blindingly bright.
Little Tian shot out a round object of its mouth. The object was black, ball-like, glimmering in dull light. On the other hand, the two golden glows rose in the air with maximum intensity before colliding with the black ball.
Boom! As if two celestial bodies had collided, a bright light burst out of the explosion. In that instant, everything faded as the golden glow and black mist flooded the place.
Following that, a powerful shock wave expanded, the explosion creating a massive crater in the lake with a hundred-feet-high tsunami sweeping inland.
The bridge could not stand and broke into pieces upon impact. It was a disaster. After swallowing the bridge, the wave did not stop but carried the wooden stilts and planks as it swept toward the building by the lakeside.
That was the Yellow Houses.
The onrushing wave was unstoppable and swept through everything in its path. A few buildings collapsed in a series of loud rumbles. It was a horrendous disaster.
"That son of a b*tch destroyed my place!" A few shadows lunged out of the wave. They were soaked to the skin, debris on their bodies, looking like drowned mice. They were foaming at their mouths as they emerged, searching for the culprit.
"That is…"
They were wide-eyed and in disbelief. They saw a golden glow and dull light had blocked off the sun and sky like a golden sun and a dark moon as a human and a beast were fighting in the middle of the lake. Each time they clashed, heaven and earth would shake and a massive wave would rise.
Those who watched on at close range earlier had evacuated to higher grounds lest becoming collateral damage. Their eyes were on stalks seeing a Demon Toad and a Gamma-stage cultivator fighting nip and tuck.
Those who wanted to challenge Wutian in the beginning especially broke out in a cold sweat. Little did they expect the tiny beast on his shoulder could be this ferocious. They quietly congratulated themselves fortunate; had they been the ones fighting, they would have been crushed and fed to the fish.
No way they were going to believe that was just a Demon Toad. Who had ever seen such a badass Demon Toad? You must be kidding me! It was more like an ancient, vicious beast than anything else.
The golden glow and black mist permeated the air. Little Tian looked like a vicious beast in human form. It moved on waves and water as it walked on land. Black light rose in the air as if a nether flame was burning, vaporizing the wave before I could come near.
Little Tian was furious. It liked its teeth and was proud of them. But the young man broke them. It was an unforgivable sin. Every time it struck, it sent a shock wave through the air. It was extremely powerful.
The young man clothed in purple was terror-stricken. This little beast was akin to a prehistoric monster. The more it fought, the braver and faster it got. His arms started to feel numb, and the movement of his legs slower. It seemed he was losing pace.
Monster! It's a little monster! I am going to lose and be humiliated if I don't pick up the pace.
The young man quietly sighed. His speed suddenly increased, as if he was a changed man. He was as agile. He moved like a whirlwind, a hundred feet with each leap like a wind.
"This is the power of Wind! He is a double being!" Someone recognized him and exclaimed.
"I heard that those who mastered the power of the Wind had unparalleled speed, much like a Thunderbolt Eagle. This man had mastered not only the power of Metal but the agile power of Wind. By the looks of things, the little beast is going to lose."
"I don't think so. Look at that man. He looks unconcerned. He must be even more badass than the little beast. Who knows, he will intervene later?" They looked at Wutian with anticipation.
Not that Wutian was unconcerned. He knew Little Tian's strength had increased tremendously. He still vividly remembered how Little Tian first defeated the colorful giant fish. It meant that Little Tian's strength had increased rapidly since the past one month.
Besides, the battle between Little Tian and the young man in purple triggered his excitement, igniting its fighting spirit. He could not help wanting to join in the battle. He had never looked forward to battle like this.
He put his hand on his chest, feeling his heart pounding against his chest. His blood was surging in his veins and his body reddened and unbearably hot as if it was on fire.
Just then, the black ring in his arms burst out in red light and was infused in his heart. Wutian shuddered, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his aura was changed.
His skin reddened. The same happened to his hair, eyes, and every inch of his body, except for his teeth, which remained white. He stood proudly on the spot, looking like a blood Asura.
Boom!
His fighting spirit burst out of his body and shot into the sky, breaking up the clouds and creating a hole in the middle. There seemed to be an invisible storm around him as water surged in the lake with hundred-feet-high waves hitting the shore.
"That is…"
Seeing what happened, people were first in awe, bewildered, and then shocked. His fighting spirit was too strong. It felt all-conquering and arrogant. They were quaking in their boots, weak at the knees, and thinking of kowtowing to him.
They were a bundle of nerves, wondering who that terrifying guy was.
The girl dressed in yellow looked pale, sweat trickling down her forehead from fear. It was lucky for her. She did not insist on challenging Wutian. Even his fighting spirit could be this badass. She could not imagine how powerful he was.
Little Tian and the young man in purple had stopped fighting. They looked over at Wutian with changing expressions on their faces. Wutian had an unstoppable aura about him like he a real god of war worshipped by many.
The Blackiron Alligator was scared stiff. It was near to Wutian and could feel how overpowering his fighting spirit was. Living beings could not help but bow their heads in front of him. He was not to be challenged.
Wutian lunged out and walked on water. As he rose into the air, his fighting spirit soared, stirring up waves and the demonic beasts contained within.
"Step aside, Little Tian!" He called out in a strange voice that demanded reverence and obedience without question. Little Tian hesitated for a while. But then, it came back up on the shore and rested on the Shishi's shoulder, gazing thoughtfully at the figure in the air.
A palm was struck out. There was no dazzling light or showy display of Essence. Yet, sparks burst out of the basic move as it cut through the air. A pitch-dark opening appeared with chaotic energy gushing out from within.
The young man in purple's heart skipped a beat. Only those who were of elder-class and above from the clan could perform such a fearsome move.
But there was a difference between the two. Wutian was slashing through the air with a clean cut that was as smooth as a mirror. But the elder-class figures used their powerful energy to break through the air.
They might seem to accomplish the same thing, but they were as different as night and day. This move required perfect mastery of the power, as well as precise and fine control of one's energy.
-- 贈り物
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