Chapter 15
" Holy great buhda!!." Takeo yells in shock.
The assassin also suprised by the chain of events tries to pull his blade back but it just wont budge.
[ Ding!! malicious intentions have been directed towards the host ]
[ Gauging the assailant's cultivation level to determine an adequate reward....]
[ Level determined : Middle stage core formation ]
[ New quest!! defeat the assailant ]
[ Reward: 1000 experience points, a mind fortifying pill and blood cleansing pill ]
The flurry of messages catches him off guard temporarily dazing him as he struggles to read the flurry of messages flashing before his eyes.
" Hmm it's even offering me free candy for beating people up." He murmurs.
" I think i might be in love with the system." He says revealing a set of gleaming white teeth as he grins like a love struck fool.
I thought they said he couldn't cultivate anymore, the assailant says in his mind.
" Gentle fist." Takeo murmurs before releasing the blade which gets pulled back by it's owner.
The flashback suddenly hits him again this time more vivid. A younger him is standing quietly performing the gentle fist his hands moving like a ghosts creating mirages around him as he jabs his surrounding, each jab cutting the air like paper causing a popping sound.
" You have to have atleast one technique you could use when unarmed incase you ever find yourself in unfavorable situations." A man's voice breaming with power says.
" Master it to perfection, it may save your life someday." He continues.
" Understood father." He says.
" Father." He also say simultaneously in real.
He clenches his fist and looks at the assassin slowly raising his arm up then points a single finger at him.
" You!!! I'm going to beat you up so bad your mama wouldn't be able to recognize you." He declares assertively.
" What the f*ck did you just say." The assassin retorts now extremely pissed off.
" I wanted to give you an easy death but for the disrespect you just showed me. I'm going to make your end slow and painful." He lashes out poisonously unleashing his killing intent.
Sh*t i guess i riled him up a little bit to much, He laments his face showing his regret.
The man suddenly unleashes a dense amount of purple ki enveloping him like an aura. The aura immediately swallows his weapon which he flings up.
" Art of the hornet." He says chillingly
Placing heavy emphasis on each of his words exhuding a dense amount of vapor due to the cold.
" first style: hornets nest." He yells his cold and heartless voice echoing throughout the forest.
He swings the blade down simultaneously shaking it as he directs it at takeo, it immediately gives the impression that it has transformed into a thousand tiny blades each buzzing furiously gleaming underneath the moonlight.
Takeo slowly takes a stance , he gently drags his left foot foward before dragging it back then spreading both palm around him in rapid fluid movements before placing both palms facing foward, left and right respectively each movement appearing slow but were all carried out at an extremely fast pace.
Takeo's entire meridians instantly lights up transfering ki towards his palms, which he uses to cover the surface of his palm with a slim dense layer of blue ki.
" Gentle fist." He coolly announces.
" First form : Circular motion." He softly says.
He gently and tactfully starts to deflect each of the attack, his hands moving like a blur filling the area with several mirages of his palm and the blade.
None of my attacks is reaching him, The man snarls to himself obvious irritation written all over his face.
Their exchange starts to devastate the landscape around them as takeo continues to delfect each of the blades strike getting faster and faster he hadn't taken a single step back throughout their exchange.
" I told you I'll beat you up." Takeo announces shamelessly overconfidence trudging itself into his mind as he starts to get drunk on his newly found power.
The provocative reaches the man as the veins in his forehead begin to bulge both his eyes widening with obvious annoyance, he yanks back the chain then twirls it beside him.
" Arrogant brat!!." He retorts.
" Second style : Sting of fury." He continues chillingly.
The aura around the blade suddenly changes as it lunges toward takeo for the second this time in a straight line at an extreme speed. He thrust his palm and tries to delfect it once again but a numbing sensation fills his arm as he barely deflects it.
The numbing sensation although temporary was very noticeable, he hadn't even finished recovering when the second attack comes lunging headfirst faster than the last. he reacts in the nick of time and deflects the attack with his other hand the impact graver than the last as he grinds his teeth before deflecting the attack towards the ground.
" 3rd style : Perpetual influx." The man calls out.
The blade bounces of the ground and lunges back at him without a second pause nor a reduce in momentum it seems to have gone through an increase instead. Takeo skillfully dodges it by moving his head to the side barely getting out of the way but still gets a scratch on the cheek the soft numbing sensation hits him a bit forcing him to close his left eye as he tries to shrug it off.
The blade bounces up the trunk of a tree and lunges towards him once again.
Like common that's against the laws of physics it's metal for freaking sake, he complains within his mind.
Takeo quickly twirls around simultaneously deflecting the attack with a straight palm thrust without a pause, it bounces off the middle of his palm, the pain travels right through his arm forcing him to suck in cold air through his teeth as he takes a step back trying to shrug of the pain.
It bounces of the ground once more but he dodges it once again, his arm still numb from the pain. He dashes foward as the blade bounces off another tree and lunges after him.