I’ll just take the winner It wouldn’t be fair to fight 3 at a time 2 people would just gang up and kill the third
Chapter 131
Several seconds passed What was most annoying was that in that same time the crowd appeared to regain some of its confidence perhaps boosted by the rather strange turn of events on stage Several spear users edged towards the stage perhaps preparing to ascend joining the increasing number of people on stage
But Dian flicked her hand and fresh wet and red wounds sprouted from two nearby individual’s necks The nearby spear users once more scrambled backwards shocked by the strange turn of events and Dian nodded seriously I’ll keep the trash away May your battle be long and honorable
Tartet and Randidly turned to one another both frowning but
As Randidly looked at that lemon skinned idiot it was hard not to feel his hackles rise In the same way Tartet began to sneer as his eyes ran over Randidly’s worn leathers and his bare feet Perhaps there was a smarter way to handle the situation but both looked at the other and saw a person unworthy of respect They could not both remain on the stage allowing the other to persist
They would need to fight to demonstrate their own worth in their mind And both knew that the other was thinking along almost the same lines but it did not matter It was better this way There was an answer they would only find after crossing spears and both were determined to find the answer they wanted
Randidly moved first his grip on his spear tight rushing towards his opponent But although Randidly moved first Tartet was the one who seemed to arrive to first bursting into a flurry of motion both spears ripping forward in vicious stabs Gritting his teeth Randidly unleashed a Phantom Onslaught barely able to keep up with the amount of blows that the opposing spear user unleashed
Although Tartet’s attacks were stronger Randidly’s were faster and more unpredictable slashing upwards at weird angles deflecting the strangely vicious strikes of his opponent But Randidly was forced to use Phantom Onslaught again and again his stamina rapidly draining down And from the bright fire in Tartet’s eyes it did not seem like he was depleting his stamina at the speed Randidly was
The other had an advantage and it was slowly pushing Randidly backwards No longer did he have any attention to spare for Dian or the surrounding contestants there was only this man in front of him who was infuriatingly competent with his spear
But this didn’t discourage Randidly Instead it only made him want to be able to triumph even more In his chest he felt the stirrings of that frost and lava energy spreading its tendrils through his limbs Although he could feel weariness building up it was nothing compared to the helplessness and fear that Randidly had started with those months ago
Compared to the fear of death this was nothing He had trained for several weeks preparing for just this His spear strikes were accurate and tireless intercepting and deflecting constantly struggling against the other’s overwhelming power
Although his breathing was heavy inwardly Randidly was calm as he unleashed another Phantom Onslaught focusing all of his will on the image he had of the move It was unpredictable endless eternal unavoidable It flooded towards you unstoppable Part of the image was based on the very mental attack that Tartet had used on Randidly But it was an accurate picture of what Randidly wanted Those endless howling spears
It was a small thing but Randidly felt his spear attacks during the move becoming more ephemeral and numerous seeming to come from every direction
To Randidly’s shock Tartet just growled and his spears began to hum and vibrate Then he launched his attacks the spears blurring and unpredictable but also extremely powerful so much so that the entirety of Phantom Onslaught was blown away
Luckily it seemed that the unpredictability cut both ways although there was a split second where Randidly was defenseless Tartet couldn’t manage to change the path of his attacks and the strange vibrating thrusts ripped across his ribs and shoulders inflicting small wounds but failing to fatally wound Randidly
Hissing out through his teeth Randidly relied on Spear Phantom’s Footwork to spin around Tartet creating some distance His opponent’s reaction was quick the other spun around and rushed forward the spears wildly swinging
His mouth firming into a line Randidly planted his feet lowered himself into one of the strange stances taught to him by the old turtle activated Haste Empower and Mana Strengthening and used Sweep his spear whipping around to crash against one of the weird vibrating attack
The power of those blows was evenly matched or even a little in Tartet’s favor but the momentum of his attack had been stopped Or at least that spear had been
While Randidly was stumbling shaken and almost unable to grip his spear due to the aftershocks of the collision Tartet’s other spear ripped forward aiming for his heart For once the strange unpredictability seemed to go Tartet’s way But Randidly simply stepped backwards creating space Tartet leaped forward following
Again Randidly hissed and sidestepped with Spear Phantom’s footwork avoiding the blow but Tartet just spun his eyes burning barely losing any time before leaping after Randidly There was something about him Randidly realized A strangeness a pervasive feel to the air A hunger His spear well spears were hungry and that feeling infused the entirety of his movements
Randidly’s eyes narrowed This was
A skill set A complete one one that was accompanied by a very powerful image Its effect was obvious so much so that even he could recognize it relatively quickly For a moment Randidly considered using a spell but then he pushed that down his mouth quirking up into a grin He would not be able to live with himself if he was walking upon this path only to willingly leave it
Then let’s see which of our images can carry us farther Randidly whispered his feet moving in a strange profound way Of all the things Shal had seen of his he had only received a compliment on one of them that in terms of running away he could be considered to have talent This was the Spear Phantom the warrior who could perfectly control his positioning in battle
Randidly moved to the side and Tartet followed roaring and accelerating Again Randidly slid out of the way and Tartet was forced to twist and leap in a new direction But Randidly was already dodging moving out of the path of those wild spears Now Tartet was roaring aloud his eyes scrunched and furious
They twisted and turned one constantly following the other their speed slowly increasing Strangely Tartet managed to maintain his momentum slowly building in intensity until his tendons and muscles strained and thrummed throwing him back and forth turning on a dime
But Randidly was even more impressive and he felt it or at least the edges of it The utility of these steps in controlling this space that he could use to trick an opponent Tartet wasn’t an opponent that was pay attention to feints but in that moment Randidly felt those steps too the infinite possibilities the steps leading in 1000 different paths First Haste then Empower and now Mana Strengthening he used all of his combat skills pushing his speed further and further leading Tartet on a wild chase
It was obvious to Randidly that Tartet couldn’t handle the speed for much longer Their was a hair of hesitation during the turn where there wasn’t before as his opponent struggled to keep his feet while they danced back and forth But Randidly’s stamina and mana depleted just as rapidly limiting how long he could continue like this
Or it would if not for
His expression remaining placid even as his fury burned hot and proud in his chest he drew 300 Stamina from the rings on his fingers upping the speed a little bit more appearing behind Tartet and finally attacking with a Phantom Thrust
For a second Randidly thought that the attack would hit his opponent without a hitch But then Tartet spun weirdly causing the attack to only inflict a flesh wound and also positioning himself with one spear held high and angled downward the other low and angled upwards