Xia Tao dropped to his knees, feeling the pressure from Xing’s killing aura smother him whole. He tried to turn and run but his body wouldn’t allow it, especially after gazing into the abyss that were now Xing’s eyes. “Is this what its like to fight someone of the Divination Realm?” He whispered to himself.
Pei Jin and Song Meng stood outside the circle of corpses, fright embezzled into their minds. “We made a mistake.” Jin whispered looking at Min.
“He’s not of the Divination Realm… He’s a Accentuation Realm Practitioner!”
“THAT’S LUDICROUS!” Young Master Xia Tao roared. “Only people from renown sects are able to ascend to such strength realm! The average practitioner that have that ability are Officers and Elders within the Golden Bowl Sect!”
“…and he doesn’t use the Hundred Ape Stance!”
Xing stepped toward them, Li’er cradled in his left arm hand and fury roiling within his heart. He ignored the throbbing pain in his side, allowing his anger to reach the boiling point. ”What FURTHER compensation do you offer this time!?” Xing snarled.
“Your Master offered twenty gold coins. Will you do the same or would you rather forfeit your lives!”
“Senior Brother…” Song Meng pleading, dropping his sword to cup his hands in respect. He tried to form the words, but stifling killing aura that roared from Xing was enough to kill a wild beast.
There was nothing he could do to save himself. He lacked the coins or taels that could save his life. But he didn’t want to die. He stepped back, keeping his head bowed, but Pei Jin wasn’t haven’t it.
Pei Jin rested his hands on Song Meng’s shoulder, squeezing it providing reassurance, one that Meng needed.
“GET ON WITH IT!” Pu Jin spat. “WE KNOW WE’VE OFFENDED YOU, YOU HAVE NO REASON TO TOY WITH US!”
“You’re Right.” Xing said coldly.
Xing stepped the bottom of his sword pommel, watching as it spun off the ground. He waved his hand, snatching the blade before it could spin too much.
He kicked off the ground using his qinggong, charging through the air. Xing appeared in front of Pun Jin, sword in hand. He thrusted the blade into Pun Jin’s throat, watching him sag to the ground, trying to pull the sword from his throat.
Tears formed into his Song Meng as he tried to scream, but the sound of him Pei Jin chocking on his own blood was the only thing that could be heard throughout the river bay..
The blood spilled onto the grass beneath Pei Jin’s feet and his dead carcass finally dropped to the ground with a thud.
“BROTHER JIN!” Song Meng shouted. Xing watched as Song Meng reached out to Pei Jin, eyes turning red in from anger. He shook his head in disbelief, then snared at Xing were bared teeth like a wolf. But Xing ignored him, eyes still fixated on Xia Tao.
Li’er was still wailing in Xing’s arm, flailing her arms as she cried her heart out. Xing switched her to his right hand. “You’re getting big” He said, looking at her.
The water in the background splashed, providing that solitary ambience he’d grown to appreciate the moment he stepped foot here, now it was riddled with blood.
The split boulder with vines, was now behind Xing not too far as he could hear birds behind him chirping as they descended from cliffs above.
The chirps, crickets and whistles of the surrounding animals finally stopped. Song Meng stood up, turning to Xing, eyes bloodshot red and nosed wrinkled making him seem like the wolf he wanted to be so badly!
“I’m gonna kill you.” Song Meng whispered. “I’m gonna kill you and that LIGHT FORSAKEN CHILD!”
Song Meng yanked two pills from his side pouch, gulping them down in one go. The ember of a flame that resonated as his Qi began to suddenly swell from within his body.
Xing felt a thrumming sensation of a Soul Dantian expand behind him. He turned, feeling his own meridians itch from the sudden surge of power. Damn it…the bastard just downed Qi Conflagration pills! Xing thought, shaking his head.
“Ill kill you! I’ll kill you! I’LL kill you! I’LL KILL you! I’LL KILL YOU!” Meng shrieked, foam callusing to the side of his mouth.
“Youdon’t know how tall Mount Tai is.” Xing said coldly. “That’s fine…I’ll show you…just like I showed your friend.”
Song Meng shot right towards Xing, disappearing in a flash. He appeared behind him, sending a fist right into his back. Xing shifted to his right and outstretched his leg, tripping the bastard.
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Meng kicked himself up, spraying pebbles at Xing, who waved them off with his Iron Shredding Claws, feeling Meng’s Qi condense in second, then exploded like a flame.
Xing stepped toward Meng, but the bastard disappeared from Xing’s sight. An outstretched hand appeared in front of Xing, forcing him to lean back.
He spun, kicking Meng in the chest. Then sifted through an array of attacks, trying to hit the acupoint on Meng’s right thigh.
Meng pivoted left, then raised his brought his right hand down, blocking the acupoint strike. He buried his elbow into Xing’s jaw, barely missing Li’er’s chin by a whisker as Xing tilted to the side, taking a majority of the blow.
Xing shifted his left leg, swirling his Qi, then spun around Meng, drilling his right leg into the bastards right side.
The blow sent Song Meng flying across the bay fifty meters. The bastard landed on the ground with a thud, ignoring Xing’s kick, them scampered across the bay using his qinggong. “Is that it?” Song Meng drooled. “IS. THAT. ALL YOU CAN DO! I EXPECTED MORE FROM A ACCENTUATION REALM MASTER!”
A burrowing pain began pulse from Xing’s right side, flowing into his chest in the form of small ripples. His head began to feel light with a stern thrumming sensation. EIGHTEEN HELLS…I’VE BEEN POISONED!
Xing glanced at the sword wound at his left side, a dark charcoal colour, appeared stunning him. “What?” He growled out in frustration.
He struck the acupoints in his left side and shoulder, stalling the poison from flowing throughout his body.
Son Meng shrieked a menacing howl, which sounded more like agony than it did of anger. The swordsman began stomping his feet as walked into a trot, then sped towards Xing.
In the background to the right, Xing saw this Young Master Xia kneeling, fright painted across his face like newly made canvas. His body shivered as if winter itself had brought it’s gentle embrace to the river bay.
I’ll deal with you later, Xing grunted to himself.
The thumping sound of Song Meng’s stomps were like war drums on battlefield, thrumming the army on.
Meng reached Xing, forcing him to step back and stall his Qi from swirling. He could feel it begin to strain, which meant he was soon reaching his limit before merdian shrinkage took place.
He blocked Meng’s slash and thrash, easily having to stomach the man’s wailing as he tried his body to slash Xing to piece.
Xing swirled the Qi within Mind Dantian, hoping to sense where he’d attack next. A tingling sensation erupted around his body, like a warning sign.
His heart rate increased, forcing him to be wary. The Qi emanating from Meng didn’t flow as Qi usually did, like a river. It felt like droplets of rain falling from the heavens and battering Xing’s skin.
I can’t read his Qi…Its not flowing as Qi should! I didn’t Qi conflagration pill had this affect.
As Xing defended and counter attacked warily. He realised that he was only able to keep ahead was due to his innate fighting prowess, but barely.
Poison, Baby in hand, and unexpected surges of Qi that Meng rained in on him, made it difficult, but not enough to suppress him.
The few punches that connected, Xing deflected or swerved out of the way. They didn’t affect his culpability as he’d thought, but it helped flare the poison within him.
Xing just needed to keep this bastard away from Li’er, because each swipe he made, got closer and closer to her head, which only infuriated him further.
Yellow coagulated foam began to form around Song Meng’s lips, leaving a slight scent of excrement. The stench stung Xing’s eyes, almost making him squint.
He skipped back, avoiding the scent and another wild claw strike which almost took his nose. Xing channeled Qi into his feet, floating back distancing himself from Meng, by two seconds.
Two droplets of Qi appeared to Xing’s right and left. He tried to decipher which was Meng’s but failed, feeling the bastards knee bury into his back and shoulder, forcing him to kneel.
Xing spat out a mouthful of blood, and kicked a corpse towards Song Meng, who shredded the body with his hands. Then appeared in front of Xing with a growl.
He tapped the ground, twirling to his left, avoiding a another claw strike aimed at Li’er’s head.
Xing watched as the excrement scented saliva Meng spat dropped right in front of him. He skipped back surging the Qi within his feet, then tossed Li’er into the air.
The swirling Qi that surged through Xing, flooded into his meridians, carrying the poison further into his body.
Only a second had passed, but his eyes began to mist whilst his body grew weaker each second from the poison
It was now or never.
The Qi that thrummed through Xing’s body felt enigmatic. It made him feel powerful. He hated using his Qi to this extent, but he had no choice. His meridians began to compress, making him ground his teeth in frustration.
The Qi surging from Xing’s body swirled around his hands, forming into his Iron Shredding Claws. He shifted weight into his right foot, watching as Meng charged towards him.
Meng shifted to his left, then kicked himself off the ground, darted towards Li’er who was still floating in the sky. NO! Xing thought. Li’er!
Tears of blood began to flow from Meng’s eyes, which only infuriated Xing further. “Cry when you’re dead you bastard!” He spat.
Xing shot through the air like arrow, aimed directly at Meng. He rocked his right hand back, which formed into his famed Iron Shredding Claw.
He waved his hand in an upward arc, slicing off Meng’s left hand cleanly in a fluid motion. Xing kicked him in the chest and just watched as he fell to the ground, blood trailing from his left hand.,
He turned midair, tapping on his toe, kicking himself toward the falling, crying Li’er. He caught her with his left hand and landed on the ground with a roll, cushioning her from the impact.
The cries of pain rang out through the river bay. Meng rolled around the ground huffing and puffing, shrieking and wailing as he cursed Xing!
“I’LL KILL YOU! YOU BASTARD YOU TOOK MY ARM.”
“…and now I take your life.”
Song Meng looked up at Xing, feeling as his body roiled uncontrollably, as he tried to swirl his Qi within his Dantians. He began to shake uncontrollably as blood began to seep from his eyes, lips nose and ears.
His body couldn’t handle the power within the Qi Conflagration pill, Xing thought, Now all of his meridians are destroyed.
Meng looked up as Xing towered over him, agony painted across his face. “Pease!” He begged, voice laced in pain. “Save me!”