Chapter 241 Cleaning Up
“Alright, I hope you won’t regret this.”
Anderson was really annoyed. He knew it would be very, very difficult for him to defeat Fang Xingjian. However, since his opponent was being so arrogant, it might not be impossible for him to win.
‘Even if I can’t beat you, I must deal you a heavy blow so that you’ll remember me.’
With a flash, Anderson disappeared into the shadows at the side.
The Shadow Death God had the ability to turn into shadows, allowing the manipulation of shadows which included letting them jump. Now that the arena had been made into a forest of boulders, where there were shadows all around them, it was the best set-up for him to display his abilities.
In just a moment, Anderson’s silhouette camouflaged into the darkness, completely invisible. The shadows in the entire terrain started to move about unceasingly, as though countless wild beasts were hiding amongst the shadows, waiting for the moment for them to pounce forth.
However, being blind, Fang Xingjian could neither see nor sense the changes in the shadows beyond a ten-meter radius. He could only ‘see’ the changes which were within the ten-meter radius through his Heaven’s Perception.
However, there was absolutely no need for him to sense anything. As long as the opponent’s attack was within his ten-meter radius, everything would be in his complete control.
Amidst this calm before the storm, three flying daggers shot out from behind Fang Xingjian. Each of them sliced through the air and shot out at supersonic speed, releasing sharp shrieks.
These were all flying daggers thrown out by Anderson. This was also the first time he had displayed his skill with flying daggers in the Regional Selection. To think that he was capable of making the flying daggers travel at supersonic speed with his bare hands… This was probably a skill which could allow him to defeat a large number of Knights.
However, when used on Fang Xingjian, this was far from enough to take him down.
With a flash of sword light, the three flying daggers were all intercepted. However, this was just the beginning. Just as the three flying daggers were intercepted, Fang Xingjian moved his body, and another three flying daggers shot out from the shadows behind him.
Then came another three, and another three, and another three… Countless flying daggers shot out from the shadows in every direction. They came from as far as beyond ten meters away and as near as within a one meter distance. Several tens of flying daggers shot out consecutively, taking up almost every inch of space around Fang Xingjian.
‘Thinking of distracting me with flying daggers before finding a chance to attack me?’
Fang Xingjian’s mind continued to turn while the longsword in his hand moved incessantly. As though it was a theatrical act, Fang Xingjian knocked down all the flying daggers which had shot out from the shadows with great ease.
Just as he knocked down the last flying dagger, Anderson came out from the shadow of Fang Xingjian’s sword. All the powers from Anderson’s body was focused on this single point.
The Killing technique, Piercing Sun, was activated. Accompanied with the Shadow Tooth’s spinning strength, it was as though Anderson had turned into a giant drill, thrusting toward Fang Xingjian.
Fang Xingjian activated Boundaries Negation and retreated abruptly at ten times that of supersonic speed.
As Anderson’s Shadow Death God had the best job progression amongst all first transition jobs, his strength attribute far surpassed that of Fang Xingjian’s. Unless Fang Xingjian used Terra Ingurgitation or tried to break through each of Anderson’s attacks through his flaws, it would be impossible for him to receive Anderson’s attacks head on.
The moment Fang Xingjian retreated, he noticed something troublesome. No matter how fast he retreated, Anderson was able to catch up.
It was because Anderson had came out from Fang Xingjian’s shadow. So, when Fang Xingjian retreated, his shadow would follow, bringing Anderson together with it. No matter how fast he retreated, he would never be faster than his shadow.
As these thoughts flashed through Fang Xingjian’s mind, the giant drill had reached about over ten centimeters in front of him. The violent outburst of air currents brushed against his face and body. They were like wind blades, wanting to slice through his skin.
‘If I were to use Terra Ingurgitation, I would naturally be able to kill Anderson with ease.’
However, Fang Xingjian could only perform the Terra Ingurgitation once every hour. He was preparing for its next use to be on Hoult.
Therefore, he had only two options now: to receive it head on; or to attack Anderson and cause both parties to suffer from heavy injuries.
This time around, when Anderson attacked, Fang Xingjian had already planned this out and put his life on the line.
Confronted with Anderson who was getting increasingly closer, the longsword in Fang Xingjian’s hand slowly changed and started to light up.
The Killing technique, Luminous Heaven Soaring Slash, was activated. Streams of light shot out from Fang Xingjian’s longsword, altering the shadow’s direction.
With a tremendous boom, the shadow was lengthened and displaced. Anderson, who had been on the top of the shadow, was now moved six meters away, knocking his head against a giant stone wall.
The stone wall cracked into numerous pieces under Anderson’s Shadow Tooth, as though it had been torn apart easily like tofu.
Anderson stopped abruptly. Looking at the flashing glow on Fang Xingjian’s longsword, Anderson’s expression flickered incessantly.
By turning into and jumping with shadows… Aside from being able to execute concealed actions, the most powerful aspect of the Shadow Death God was the ability to stay locked onto a target like a maggot stuck onto bones. This made it very hard for the target to escape.
As shadows were formed from lights, Anderson’s appearance and disappearance were all at light speed. No one could be faster than their own shadows.
However, as shadows came from light, what Anderson hated most were opponents who could release light.
Fang Xingjian had never previously displayed sword arts which could emit light.
The next moment, streams of sword Qis gushed toward Anderson, who had already turned into shadows once again and was blending back into the darkness.
However, seeing that Anderson had once again blended into the dark shadows, Fang Xingjian was neither anxious nor panicky. He swept out continuously with his longsword, creating stream after stream of sword Qis. These sword Qis were like atmospheric dragons, circulating around his body unceasingly. As more and more of them amassed, they continued to fill up the entire arena.
“What is he trying to do?”
“Ordinary sword Qis should be incapable of hurting Anderson who is in the shadows, right?”
Amidst the spectators’ confusion, Fang Xingjian once again released streams of light from all over his body. He appeared to be like one of the legendary deities, with each inch of his skin covered in white light.
The streams of light joined up with the sword Qis and was reflected outward. In that instant, the entire arena was covered by the streams of light.
A moment passed, and all that was left were the shadows within the ten-meter radius of Fang Xingjian’s location. However, Fang Xingjian had intentionally planned for this to happen. It was because he was unable to see the existence of shadows beyond the ten-meter radius, let alone control them.
Anderson cursed to himself, ‘B*stard… I won’t even be able to use my own shadows now.’
The human body had shadows as well. Particularly, the shadows from when the opponent swung his weapon, or from the body’s natural construct: under the neck; armpits; and palms… These were all positions the Shadow Death God loved to use.
By appearing suddenly from the shadows under the opponent’s armpits or neck, they might still suffer from heavy injuries or even die from the sneak attack even if the opponent was many times stronger.
However, with Fang Xingjian’s sword technique being capable of releasing light as well as reflecting light, it was truly the greatest nemesis of the Shadow Death God.
At the same time, Fang Xingjian’s voice rang out, “Aren’t you going to make your move? There should also be a time limit on how long you can stay in the shadows.”
Anderson squinted. The next moment, the shadows in the entire arena started to spread out. Like a drop of ink falling into water… the shadows turned the entire arena pitch black.