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{Many People Believe That The Spear Is An Imperial Weapon, That It's The Weapon Of Emperors. However That's Just Total Bullshit Kid. There's No Emperor Or King Of Weapons, So. Forget Whatever It Is You Have Been Taught About It, There's No Strongest Weapon, There's Just A Stronger Fighter Who Has More Mastery Over His Weapon. Of Course Some Weapons Have Certain Advantages Over Others, But In The Hands Of A Master, The Advantage An Opponent's Weapon Have Over Yours Would Be Eliminated.
We Don't Have Much Tike To Spend Within Your Spirit Hall, The Amount Of Spirit Energy You Have Right Now Is Quite Miniscule As Opposed To Previous Spirit Kings, And That's Because Your Focus And Talent Is Splits Between The Cultivation Of Qi And Spirit Energy.
But Right Now, I Have Enough Time To Teach You The First Stance Of A Spear Art I Created. While Your (Four Seasons Of The Weeping World) Is Strong, It's Actually Not Complete And It's Focus Is Too Wide Spread That You Won't Be Able To Fully Bring The True Power Of Your Talents To Bear. So In That Regard, I'm Going To Teach You A New Spear Art. I Call It..... (The Imperial King's Wrath) And This Is It's First Stance.
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Alex looked like a demon made from fire, of his exposed upper body there was not a single part of it that was not on fire. It was only by luck his pants were not burnt to a crisp in the process, but with the mask on his face, Alex had transformed into a tribal god of fire, and his opponent couldn't help but shiver a bit from the fright he was currently feeling. But then again he had just thrown this kid off this stage just by folding his hands, what more could he possibly do, as far as he was concerned this was just a light show, the last embers of a flickering flame.
Alex pounces towards his opponent, he moved in straight line leaving behind a trail of flames in the process as his halberd stabbed out. There was another pound bang as the spear pierced against the golden bell that appeared again, however unlike the first time Alex only moved two steps backwards. He was completely unharmed, but the same could not be said for his opponent who at the moment was feeling the effects of the intense heat wafting off Alex's body.
But it was also in that moment that most of the people watching this fight realized that Alex was not using Qi, or rather the energy he was using had no relation to Qi whatsoever. For those of them who were more experienced with the ways of the world, they recognized that it was quite similar to the Mana mages of the Albion empire cultivated.
Alex pressed his advantage sweeping his halberd against the illusory golden bell, releasing a shower of sparks as a loud screeching sound resounded across the arena. On the body of the golden bell, a jarring red line appeared as the shield developed a crack much to the surprise of more than half the people on spectating the match.
Alex could feel the heat clinging to his skin, but he could also feel the flames in his veins and in his blood. He had to give a hard enough strike to that bloody bell to get to his opponent. Alex took a step back, the silver halberd in his hand rapidly tuning red as the heat on his body reached an all new level. Then he pushed his halberd forward, moving with full destructive force of fire and the unyielding aura of a spear. A massive blood red flame blossomed across the tip of the halberd, making it seem all the more larger than normal, and it cut through the air until pierce into the golden bell.
*Bang! CracaclaKang!*
The bell rapidly developed cracks and faded away into motes of light as Alex silently whispered the name of this technique to himself. His opponent on the hand wad not in a good mood as he stepped back a few steps and spat out a mouth full of blood which sizzle with heat the moment it touched the battling platform. The strike from Alex was so powerful that it did not just destroy the (GOLDEN BELL) defensive technique, but also released a power aura of flame into the body of Alex's opponent that was sure to have caused quite the internal injury.
It was a shocking display of power within the eye of many, especially when you consider the bizarre mask and transformation of Alex. However even then, the fight was not yet over as Alex opponent stepped forwards, a great sword held in his hands that Sweeped upwards, releasing a beam of golden light that sliced towards Alex. Even when it was retreating, a spear was always moving forwards.
Alex stepped back and smashed the axe part of his halberd down onto the powerful looking wave of golden energy that was aiming to bifurcate him. There was a small explosion and he was pushed back a bit towards the boundary, but Alex was not giving up. He took a deep breath, and right in front from of the eyes of everybody, his black hair became blood red, stretching and growing until it reached his ankles.
All of a sudden his now red hair began to vibrate as he started moving, to the eyes of some of the people watching, he was moving quite slowly, but still none of them would be able to say they clearly saw how Alex moved. His opponent held his sword to his side, dragging the blade on the ground as he ran towards Alex, very much prepared to cut him in half. But Alex made his move, his halberd flying towards his opponent. The same piercing red flames that had smashed the golden bell into nothingness appeared again, and this time Alex called out his move loud enough for most of the people around to hear.
(THE IMPERIAL KING'S WRATH: FIRST STANCE!: RED FLAME FOCUS PIERCE!)
The speed behind this strike was three times as much ad when he first used it to destroy the golden bell. Even his opponent who was approaching barely hand enough time to raise his sword and cross it over his chest to block the incoming strike.
*Bang!*
Alex's opponent was flung outside the ring whilst Alex still had his halberd pointed in his direction. Many eyes turned to his opponent as they shockingly noticed that the sword which he used to defend had a perfect holds right in it's middle, and from the edges of said hole, molten metal slid across the frame of the sword. As for Alex's opponent, he had a similar hole right in the middle of his chest, however the wounded was burnt to a crisp and cauterized.
Quite frankly and obviously to a lot of people, this guy was lucky to be alive. An inch to the left and his heart would have been damaged, and even then it wouldn't matter whether he was in the open Dantian realm or not, he would have immediately lost his life. Alex had held nothing back in that strike, it was without a doubt a killing strike, but it was the first time Alex performed it in such a large scale and with the intent to do harm rather train.
Alex did not have the micro control abilities of assassin like cultivators who have learnt the best way to kill with a strike, or where to hit a human without fatal injuring them. And even if he did have an idea about such skills, he would not have been able to use it with his halberd, and that's because his halberd was unyielding and domineering, if it moved, it only moved to kill. And just like that, Alex won his first second match, properly cementing himself in the minds and hearts of everyone in the arena with his monstrous talent. After all, how many people can claim that they were able to fight an opponent with a whole realm of power above them.
But there was no time for Alex to relax yet, his trial were not over. As it stands he still had one final fight before he would be able to move to the next stage, however he had already reached the limits with his fire mask. If he was fighting someone now, it would not be with the power of his fire spirit, but with the power of his peak open Meridian realm. Even Alex had to admit, it would be difficult.