Martial Research Master

405 DESPERATE WIN-Everyone was surprised when they saw this phenomenon. The Tyrant King himself was shocked when he felt the deep red cut on his body. He never imagined getting hurt after a single clash. His previous arrogance was nowhere to be found. he looked at the avatar with a serious expression.

“Your art is quite special. That attack would have killed most of the participants here, but you managed to stop the attack with a slight cut on your body. I guess I will have to try a bit harder.” The avatar spoke as he rushed towards the Tyrant King.

As he entered his proximity, the avatar waved his sword with such force that, the Tyrant King had to conjure a lot of energy to guard against it. he pushed back 20 steps in the process. The avatar continued to press on the enemy since he didn’t want to let the tyrant King adapt to the scenario.

“Blood Sword Art: Four Seasons Sword Art Strike” The avatar uses all his acupoints to conjure energy along with body cultivation. The enemy was forced to bend to his knees, as the sword continued to descend from such a high height. Even though his body cultivation art was strong, there was no way he would be able to defend against the enormous force that was contained within the attack.

“Nether Soverreign’s Breathing Technique: Mammoth’s Breath”

A huge amount of energy from the surrounding rushed towards the Tyrant King and he managed to push up the sword and slowly rise up to his feet from the kneeling position. Even Long Tao was surprised that he managed to push through the attack like this.

‘What kind of technique is this?” Long Tao asked the keeper.

“If I am not estimating in the wrong direction, I think it is a specialized breathing technique for rapid intake of energy that suddenly boosts the user’s energy level to an entirely new height. It is a specialized art that can push your body to a state which is in the same lines as Berserkness, but different and can be used for a prolonged time.” The Keeper said.

“The biggest reason why such art is special is that its side effects are just the burden of the body due to the sudden influx of such a huge amount of energy which has the potential to eventually cripple it. Still, the art he is using must be of high grade since he managed to bridge the gap using just a breathing technique. Just don’t give him any time to reposition and adapt to the situation.”

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” Even an art this strong must have limit.” Long Tao nodded as a plan began to formulate in his mind. It was time to use his battle strategies which were in development since the very first time he started training in martial arts.

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The avatar punched his enemy directly in the abdomen where the last attack in the previous match had landed. even after being treated by a healer, an attack like that would leave certain hidden injuries which took time to recover from.

The punch managed to pierce through his skeletal structure and rup[ture one of his organs, temporarily stunning him in the process. The avatar took advantage of it to wave his sword at the enemy’s neck.

The Tyrant King somehow managed to bend his body at the right time and dodge the incoming attack, but his posture resulted in a restriction over his movements. This allowed the avatar to kick him directly in the face, thus blasting his body away.

While the enemy’s body was flying mid-air, the avatar jumped from his position and managed to reach the spot above the Tyrant King’s location. He then bent his body to accelerate and coagulated all his energy into his legs while falling down.

He first landed on the Tyrant King’s body after which both of them landed on the ground. The force was so large that his body pierced through the stage and stuck there. Blood flowed out of the Tyrant King’s mouth when the impact occurred.

The audience gasped in shock. This match was getting more and more one-sided by the second. The Tyrant king is not even able to even touch the enemy, much less land a powerful attack of some kind.

The avatar jumped back and waved his sword towards the Tyrant King’s body. The process continued until eventually the entire area was destroyed by the avatar’s weapon intent and the Tyrant King’s body was lost within the rubble.

The avatar stopped his attacks after some time and looked at the judge, asking him to make a decision according to the situation. The judge was too surprised to reach but soon jumped on the stage and rushed towards the Little Tyrant King’s location. Just when he was about to declare the avatar as the winner, a burst of energy started to flow out of the heap of rubble.

The next moment, all the rubble blasted away and a glowing ebony figure climbed out of the hole. The Tyrant King’s body was covered in some kind of silver energy and runes were visible all over his body. This looked like some kind of powerful art or form which the Tyrant King has practiced for a very long time.

“You are the first person since I started training who managed to force me to use the Sovereign’s Mara Batte-body. Ever since I started training in this art, no one was ever able to suppress me in my own realm. You are the first one who managed to force me into desperation. You should be proud of yourself.” The Little Tyrant King said.

“I am quite surprised to see that the so-called geniuses are only good at talking and promising me of a good battle. You are just bluffing for the sake of feeding your own fucking ego and showcasing your so-called hollow talents to the rest of the naive world. To be totally honest, I didn’t expect much from hypocrites like you.” The avatar said in a an irritated voice.

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