Even though he had absolutely no intention of prolonging his fight against Mahinder, Ery still ended up with one as the fight had been going on for almost an hour at this point.
The battle was a contest of skill. Ery with his swordsmanship against Mahinder, who uses palm and fist martial arts. The two of them showcased their weapon of choice to the best of their ability as they put on a blood-pumping spectacle.
His [36 Dao Divine Sword Technique] clashed against whatever technique Mahinder used; from attack, defense and even movent technique, the two of them were on par with each other.
[Oga Strike]
BAAAMMMM!!!
A flash of light lashed out in the arena as Ery unleashed a powerful downward swing at his opponent. However, the light swiftly dissipated, revealing its true form of a black sword, as Mahinder blocked it perfectly with his [Iron Fist].
The clash was not without repercussions however, as the two were pushed back by each other's strength. Both quickly recovered their balance and took the opportunity to take a breather.
"You are not a master swordsman like the Sword Saint aren't you?" Mahinder said with a little glint of smile on his face, as if he knew his guess was correct without confirmation.
Shaking his head dejectedly, Ery responded, "Unfortunately, I'm not… not yet."
"Very good," remarked the Monk. "That makes really want to see you two fight."
Hearing the unexpected comnt, Ery was slightly surprised before he responded, "Well, if you surrender now, you will definitely get to see fighting him tomorrow."
The Monk smiled slightly at the jab before he said, "The Sword Saint? Not the dragon boy? He's hurt really bad, isn't he…?" With a slight trace of disappointnt, he said, "It's unfortunate. I really looked forward to fighting him."
As soon as Mahinder said those words, he shrugged his shoulders a little as if to say the warm-up was over. Imdiately after, he started chanting words that Ery still couldn't understand.
"I manaakitia ahau e tou kaha."
Monts later, the illusionary form of a golden figure appeared behind Mahinder. Following the appearance was the sharp increase in his spirit power.
Ery's face changed the mont he felt the pressure his opponent put out rose to a new level. Realizing it was the sa move his opponent used on his duel against Olivier before, Ery imdiately took action.
After all, this was the mont he had been waiting for.
In the last 45 minutes in which they clashed through physical strength alone, Ery had slowly replenished the spirit energy he drained from his spirit pool by passively gathering the natural energy around him with his [Nature Grasp].
Even though carrying out the process while he was still fighting was far less efficient than using the spell while complinted by an undisturbed ditation, Ery still did it anyway because he knew every drop of spirit energy he managed to recover could prove crucial in the fight against his current opponent.
Thanks to that, Ery found himself with two-thirds of his spirit pool refilled. He knew this was his chance.
Without further ado, he retracted his Night Transformation and returned to his Twilight form, preparing for the final decisive clash.
Howwll!
At the sa ti, dozens of golden arms appeared behind Mahinder, jutting out like a fan from his back. Along with the manifestation, a blinding light similar to the sun appeared, emitting a powerful aura that made Ery's legs buckle slightly.
He slowly approached Ery as his figure glided across the air, when he got closer, Ery could vividly feel the pressure beco much more oppressing before eventually the forr launched his attack.
[1000 Blossom Sacred Strike]
Baaaamm! Baaaamm! Baaaamm!
As another dazzling light manifested itself, Ery was bombarded by massive palm strikes. They barraged him without rcy and relentlessly, each one far more powerful than its predecessors.
Ery was still able to deal with the first few strikes, but he was soon proven to be incapable of withstanding the ferocious attack. His grip on his sword quickly beca numb and loosen as the weapon was battered by the golden arms.
Eventually, it reached the point where he decided it was better for him to plunge his sword in the center of the arena and fully focus his efforts on avoiding the rain of palm strikes. Regardless of Ery's actions, the golden arm continued to dish out attack after attack.
Even though he was rendered unable to attack, Ery refused to use his [Blink] to escape. Instead, he decided to remain as close as he could to Mahinder, using the new trick of going in and out of the void, evading the palm strikes at an inch distance.
As a result of this decision, Ery took so hits and so other palm strikes grazing all over his body. Despite the fact he would most likely be lost if he made a single mistake, he continued to stay focused on his goal.
While Mahinder kept blowing out all of his power at him, Ery continued to secretly prepare both of his cores. The spirit energy within the two opposing cores churned as they cooperated together to create the greatest Dao Matter he had ever made.
To maximize its destructive effect, the plan was not as simple as striking the spell into his opponent. Rather, to unleash the spell at the perfect mont, which he determined was right after Mahinder finished using his Divine skill.
Hence, Ery still held onto the spell, for the many close dodges and taking so hits voluntarily.
Baaaamm! Baaaamm! Baaaamm!
Ery could feel so of his bones breaking, but he still held on, waiting for that opportune mont. Finally, after taking dozens more hits, the opportunity arrived.
In the midst of the unrelenting barrage of attacks, Mahinder ca to a brief pause to catch his breath. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for.
Instead of dodging the attacks heading his way, Ery shot forward instead. He took several full blows from this action, but it allowed him to arrive right in front of his opponent. Without the slightest hesitation, he struck back.
KAABOOOOOOMMMMM—!!!
A deafening sound rang out in the air as the sound of bones breaking and blood splattering was covered by it. Ery could feel his attack landing right on the target, but to make sure he got the job done, he directly executed another attack he had prepared.
As Mahinder's body was flung back uncontrollably, Ery promptly gave chase and grabbed his sword along the way. A glint appeared on the blade as he swung it, during which a crescent-shaped energy was released.
[Shadow Edge]
Imdiately after he sent the first and quickly followed with another. The two struck squarely at the Monk, creating a deep gash on the latter's chest.
Splllllaattt—
"Arrghhhh!"
All the audience, even the senior magus were taken aback by the sudden turn of events.
anwhile, regardless of the reaction shown, Ery was ready to swing his sword again, this one even more severe than the previous two. However, at the last split second, a powerful energy arose from within the monk.
The figure tattoo on Mahinder's chest suddenly opened his eyes, emitting a terrifying overwhelming spirit force. Within that mont, the monk's speed increased significantly as he dodged Ery's attacks and countered with a powerful palm strike without Ery being able to react.
BAAAAMMMM!!!
Ery was flung back dozens of ters, hurtling across the ground. His chest was deford, caving inwards with his internal organs crushed by the palm strike, as he lay there vomiting blood all over the place.
The arena fell into silence when they saw no follow-up attack, All of them turned their heads and saw Mahinder on his knees, in a similar state as Ery. Both of them were seriously injured.
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