The God of Cataka
78
BOOM!
BOOM!
YOAAARRRR!
The arena is blaring and thumping. Almost like a wrecked ship.
The two participants were just as brutal despite being gender-different.
The indiscriminate men, the women do not want to lose.
"Number Fifty! I admit you're so great!" qianxi shouted while yelling towards participant number fifty and swung her fists.
BOOM!
Their fists are fighting each other. Then both are bouncing.
"After I become the first champion, I will first look for you to become my member!" qianxi continued while putting up the horses again.
"Unfortunately.." participant number fifty smacked his fist into the palm and bowed in the stance of the horses. "I'm also aiming for first place!" he said as he lunged towards Qianxi with a run.
BAG!
BUGS!
BAG!
BUGS!
The two of them hit each other again.
"Then give up all your strength!" hardik Qianxi was full of determination. Then it bounced its body into the air and swooped down while thrusting its fists towards the opponent.
BOOM!
Again the number fifty participants fended it off with their fists until their fists clashed against each other, pushed each other and finally both bounced.
"This fight looks like a goliath duel!" the audience comments excitedly.
"Is she a girl?" comments of female audience.
BOOM!
BOOM!
YOAAARRRR!
The hall is back shaking.
Qianxi's punch missed again and hit the floor until it exploded.
"Truly strong!" comments of officials on the bench of honor.
"The man who married her would really be unlucky," muttered a male participant with a look of horror.
"Are you some kind of cowardly cat?" qianxi shouted impatiently. "Why keep dodging?"
"Why not a turtle?" Xiao Mao grumbled inside Shen Zhu's head.
Shen Zhu held back his smile.
Jialin spontaneously scrunched and squinted the eyes. Is it not wrong? thought. Brother smile! Then looked at Qianxi with clasped brows. What good is a brutal girl? it's in the heart.
"Little girl.." furious participant number fifty. "Your mouth is big too!"
A second later, the alchemist had already darted towards Qianxi while blasting his fists.
Qianxi deflected him with a kick.
GRAAKK!
The number fifty participant was pushed slightly back with the heels of the shoes dragged on the floor.
Qianxi snorted and grinned. "Have you not eaten yet?" jeered.
The alchemist stomped his feet and lunged once more, bouncing his body into the air, then swinging his legs in a split position in mid-air and plunging the heel of his shoe on Qianxi's shoulder.
BUGS!
Qianxi fell to her knees. Then he slapped his fist on the floor.
YOAAARRRR!
The arena floor exploded again.
The next second, Qianxi soared towards her opponent. Running fast with both hands clenched, one on the side of his face, the other in front of his chest.
"Number Two is.." Bao Yu whispered to Shen Zhu. "His fist is very dominant. His aura showed as if he had fought on the battlefield."
Shen Zhu glanced at his teacher with squinted eyes.
"He's a new student in the fist stream," Bao Yuwen interrupted them.
Shen Zhu and Bao Yu spontaneously turned their heads towards the woman.
The woman stared straight at the arena while holding her back. "His training energy has yet to reach the galactic realm. But when it comes to power, the sword sect is a little weaker. Because the weapon flow training system emphasizes balance while the fist flow emphasizes attack."
"In addition," Bao Yuwen added, "Speed and defense Number Two are far above average. His only weakness was spiritual strength. But his protection on it was also very good."
"It turns out that gossiping habits are useful as well" continued Bao Yu.
Bao Yuwen snorted and snorted.
"However.." Bao Yu looked at the arena and frowned. "What's even more bizarre is that Number Two hasn't pulled out a weapon during the tournament. Most likely..it was his mainstay skill!"
Shen Zhu blinked and was stunned.
The next day…
Shen Zhu was confronted with Qianxi.
"Buck!" Qianxi called out to him as she tilted her head left and right to stretch her muscles. "I've fought hard to get the blue manna" he said. Then move both of his hands. "Don't disappoint me!"
Then I will urge you until you take out the weapon you kept secret all this time, Shen Zhu said inwardly. Then draw his sword.
A SLAAASSSH!
Around the arena was blown away by strong winds.
Qianxi smiled enthusiastically, "Good!" he said, hitting his fists into the palm of his hand, and bowing to put up the horses.
"Fight in—"
WUUUSSH!
Uncompleted the host gave a warning, Qianxi had already darted towards Shen Zhu.
Shen Zhu smiled obliquely and swung his sword forward. A scythe-shaped gush of light shot towards Qianxi.
Qianxi did not dodge, still running over the attack.
YOAAARRRR!
That light energy exploded as Qianxi broke through and continued to run.
Whoa! Shen Zhu was amazed. His head is bigger than his mouth. Then quickly, he set his foot and catapulted his body into the air. Then turned his body while swinging his sword.
GLAAAAAR!
A strong wind shook the entire arena.
The knights spontaneously swung the shield in front of their faces and shot out a protective manna simultaneously from the eight directions. A transparent tube-shaped veil was created around the arena floor, becoming the dividing wall between the battleground and the audience venue.
Shen Zhu and Qianxi glanced at the veil and grew even more excited.
Shen Zhu swooped sharply towards Qianxi while dipping his sword.
But again Qianxi did not try to avoid. With a determined fist, he lunged at the attack with his fist.
YOAAARRRR!
The arena was swept away in a thunderbolt. The light is like a big-bang phenomenon.
Shen Zhu landed and reassembled the horses. "Alright," he said in a determined growl. "We'll see if this time you're really not going to dodge?"
A SLAAASSSH!
Shen Zhu thrust his sword upwards and flames gushed past the tip of his sword to a height of ten meters like a pillar of light.
The arena again shook and rumbled under the pressure of that aura.
But Qianxi did not look daunted, remaining waiting in the stance of the horses.
And when Shen Zhu actually swung his sword, Qianxi caught the light sword with both hands. His knees were bent, and the heels of his shoes were dragged on the floor.
Shen Zhu pressed him even deeper.
Qianxi's body began to tremble, but it persisted. He tightened his grip on the solid hot matter and was determined to tear it apart.
Shortly thereafter…
YOAAARRRR!
That fire-dense element had also been successfully broken down.
"Lumayan too!" praise Shen Zhu while grinning.
Qianxi fell to her knees and panted. "More powerful!" he screamed while hitting his fist on the floor.
BUUUMM!
Again the floor of the arena exploded and broke into pieces.
Qianxi pulled up her body and clenched her hands at the side of her body full of determination. Blood dripped from his fingers. But his aura is getting stronger.
"This girl is really terrible!" comments of officials. "The worse he was injured, the stronger the energy he was raised!"
Shen Zhu catapulted his body once more, then floated silently in the air. He held the sword in front of the face with one hand, the other hand moved on the side of the sword, forming moves with his fingers.
A magic circle is created at the base of his sword like a rod holder, then another six circles of different colors appear, lined up in layers to the tip of his sword like a bracelet.
A moment later, Shen Zhu thrust his sword through the empty air, then simultaneously the seven layers of magic circle shot out from the tip of his sword towards Qianxi in the form of thousands of colorful transparent needles.
