Wudang: Legends Of Qi Earth 166 Orcon Forest 2 X : Desperate Fight!

But he knew Nezha would never lie to him, this guy was a fairy, and a druid! And the severity of such an exposure completely went over his head. But it was not really his fault, in the first place it seems what he understands of fairies were completely wrong considering there was a human sized one star don't in front of him, and as for druids, Alex had absolutely no idea about them, he might have heard or read that name in pa.s.sing somewhere, but he just couldn't bring himself to fathom or Understand what and who a druid is. All he knew right now was that his blood was pouring out of his leg and dying the ground beneath him red, he had to finish this fight fast.

Alex took a hobbling step forward, he almost died out at the sheer amount of pain he felt. If he had to be honest he couldn't remember the last time he has been forced to feel this much pain, it was a wake up call for him. This just went to show that his cultivation abilities weren't as over powered as his spirit king abilities and he had to place a little more focus into improving those abilities. Ignoring the shooting pain in his knee, he took another limping step forward, and then another, and another until he picked up speed, which quite honestly was not even 10% of his top speed.

He was slow from being injured in one leg, Devonte on the other hand still had full use of both his legs, his only weakness was his injured right shoulder, making his right arm useless. But in the end it was just an arm, seeing as his legs were okay he still had an advantage over Alex, he could still move faster and that was exactly what he did as vanished from his spot leaving behind a shower of leaves. Alex moved his spear to the side, a pound ding signifying he had blocked the strike heading for his head, though he had to moved his head forward as blast of energy from the green dagger went past his head.

Devonte disappeared again, and barely a second later his father was sweeping from the opposite direction. Alex ducked and stabbed out the bottom of his spear into Devonte's stomach and pus.h.i.+ng him backwards. No other moved were made as Devonte moved to his back and sent a sweeping kick to Alex's injured Leg, but at the same time he also stabbed out with his dagger hoping to bury it at the base of Alex's skull.

This out Alex in a conundrum, if he defended against the kick he would be pretty much dead, but getting hit was still the same thing as he would be thrown on the ground and left open. E already told Khan not to interfere with this part of the fight, so he was pretty much on his own here. At least Devonte took his advice to heart was seriously trying to kill Alex by stabbing his dagger into his skull, and he seemed determined to do so, it was somewhat funny to Alex.

 Alex twisted his body, ignoring the pain in his knee as he defended against the dagger strike, but he couldn't help but cry out as Devonte's foot ruthlessly smashed into his Injured knee and forcing Alex down to one knee. His injured knee hitting the ground sent a bolt of white hot pain lancing up his thigh, so much so that Alex felt as if he would pa.s.s out. Those free daggers were definitely not normal, they either had poisons or had a pain amplification effect, which while rare was actually a fun array of war etched into the weapons of a.s.sa.s.sin's and the torture tools of interrogators.

Devonte's pulled back and stabbed his dagger again, Alex used both hands to hold the spear as he raised it upwards to defend against the stabbing strike.

The impact shook his body, aggravating his injuries, but Devonte pulled back to Initiate another strike, this time sweeping from the side in a hope to stab his fever through Alex's ear. That was a mistake as it was a longer roundabout manner, and Alex was just hoping for a single extra second delay to pull something off. The Iron Viper Strike that he had somehow forgotten, was a move that emphasized on delivering all of the body's power and energy in an instant, so it was speed and power combined with some really bone breaking concussive force.

It was extremely rare to find a cultivator who had enough control over their body and strength that they could utilize all of it into a single strike and all in an instant. Only one legendary move was capable of such power; the legendary (One Inch Punch). But the move and it's creator has been lost to the flow of time, but vestiges or copies of the move had come into existence and the iron Viper Strike was one of them. It's power was only great for low level cultivators, it took time to prepare and it's speed was slow, however this next move of Alex had all of the advantages and none of the weaknesses, Devonte's didn't see it coming.

(Wind G.o.d Martial Series: Fist: Storm Judgement!)

So far Devonte has been successful in evading the power of this move. But at point blank range and with all his focus on putting an end to Alex, there was no way he could have been able to raise any sort of defense. Alex's fist smashed into his sternum, he felt a tiny bit of resistance, like a sort of energy field that dissipated more than fifty percent of the moves power. But still fifty percent was still enough to blast Devonte backwards like a bullet out of a gun, carrying his green clad form as he smashed into multiple trees at the edge of the crater, breaking them down and creating a path of destruction as he roughly made a thirty meter trip.

With the exception of Devonte who was blind and probably couldn't see (obviously), everyone who was watching had a look of shock on their face. The previous strike could only be considered as tyrannical with the way Alex had hit him, Louis so was watching felt as if Devonte's bones would have been smashed out of his flesh in the process too. Normally they all thought that the fight was over, but Alex knew better, especially when he headed Nezha's voice a second later.

(Don't get complacent! He's a fairy and a druid, and he's right in the middle of a forest! This is his domain, it would be almost impossible to beat him here as his rate of recovery is almost as powerful as yours when you're using the Dragon blood mask!)

Alex needed Nezha's warning and clutched his spear, pus.h.i.+ng himself up in one sweet motion and slicing his spear upwards with all of his power, and just in time as Devonte's verge injured form seemed to appear above him, with eight two meter long wood spikes circling around him and stabbing down towards Alex. It was as if their roles had been reversed from back when Alex was the one attacking from the air.

*Rooooooaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrr!*

The ferocious roads of a dragon sounded out as a dragon made of highly condensed wind numerous arcs of blue and white lightning about out of Alex's spear, quickly swallowing up Devonte and his wooden spike attacks. The move itself was not just a dragon made of cl.u.s.tered air flow, the winds themselves were akin to knives that were rapidly in flux, cutting and shredding as they moved whilst carrying the impact of a moving bullet train. Devonte was done, and as Alex watched the wind dragon raise him into the air unleas.h.i.+ng unspeakable tortures on his body, he called out the name of the move, just in time for the dragon to bring the young fairy smas.h.i.+ng into the ground.

(Wind G.o.d Martial Series: Weapon: Zephyr's Ascension!)

If was over, Alex couldn't help releasing a breath of relief as he crashed to the ground finally losing strength in his leg. Louis and Anya rushed to him while Zhang Wuxi watched from a distance with Xiao Mei who was staring daggers at the youth clad in red. They helped Alex up, but he shook them off, almost falling again, but Anya held on to him stubbornly refusing to let go. With her help Alex hobbled all the way to the small pool that used to be natural habitats for the jelly fish magical beasts. Devonte was lying half in the water and his silvery blood was slowly spreading everywhere.

There were deep cuts all-over his body, deep enough that Alex could actually see bone. His clothes were in ruins and his breathing was shallow, Alex didn't need Nezha to tell him that even with his unmatched Vitality in a forest, he was still going to die, or rather he was dying. And this was because the move Zephyr's Ascension was still active, as long as he kept on breathing, all of the air taken would find into numerous wind blades hat would be tearing his body from the inside out. Even to Alex, this was a very scary move, it was asking to how flames would leave behind a burn. But this was much worse.

Alex placed his hands on Devonte's chest, ignoring his milky white eyes and the way it seemed as if he was staring at him, Ghent Alex's hair turned blood red and the dragon blood mask stretched across his face in the most unnerving manner possible. But Alex didn't care, all he cared about was saving Devonte, and this was because he was the spirit king, and as a spirit king, he could feel the distress and negative emotions of any spirit close enough to him on Earth. It was his sacred duty to calm and help those spirits or end them should the need arise, and right now Devonte was filled with a lot of said distress, but not just that.....there was just so much hate!