The sound of a snap followed the small earthquake, Fell's right fist completely ignored Arto's steel armament. He broke through the metal glove with ease, as if it was clay. Then followed its course, snapping the big man's forehand.
Arto took five-step backward, his broken arm tangling on his right side. His breathing was rough, his chest rose up and down as he tried to isolate his pain. As a cultivator, especially one that was native from New Casablanca's gigantic Slums, it's been so long that he felt pain this intense.
It reminded him of his youth, an everyday fight to survive mentality. Born as an unwanted seed, he used his inborn gigantic height to dominate everyone around him, moving thought steel and tempest in New Casablanca's underworld.
Feeling that death was nearing him, he closed his eyes, having already accepted the reality that he might be killed in his fights.
Using his other fist, he generated enough power to break a steel plate, unleashing it in the direction of Fell's face.
Fell instantly responded avoiding the hit, he moved right under Arto's arm, drew his sword and slashed. This one motion swiftly cut through Arto's neck. Unearthing a geyser of blood, painting the Golden door red.
Fell advanced forward, using his body's softness. With a circular motion starting from his ankle to his sword hilt. The motion used every single joint of his body, giving his chop a frightening velocity. His blade sped to its top speed, cutting the door in its trajectory.
Behind the door was Vicious Zhang, sitting on his couch savoring his wine.
"You finally came", he calmly said before taking another sip of his drink before continuing, "Looks like that blue haired outsider really gave you that invitation."
"What invitation?" responded Fell, surprised to hear news about his brother.
"That's what I should have expected from a peasant like you. You didn't even notice the exceptional opportunity you were given." Contempt was clear in his eyes, he couldn't understand how that lucky bastard dealt with the blue-haired oversee.
"The blue emperor gave you his approval. But here you are, still clueless about the serendipity you just acquired. The spatial pocket's true benefit isn't its effect or its contents, what's truly important is its meaning!"
"By fusing with it, you acquired a strange mole between the eyebrows. Signifying that you were on the runs for Earth's Echelon 13!"
Earth's top cultivator was called Daoist Shadowmaker in the cultivation world, a rare body cultivation genius that attained a titanic body due to his body's cultivation. His rare physique could grow in size, covering the whole sky, towering in front of his opponents.
He was Earth's first cultivator to have reached the Heaven's Ascension Court, adding the blue planet in the list of their cultivation planets. As soon as he came back to Earth, he initiated Echelon 13, aided by his oversees. They had to choose promising seeds and form them into Earth's first generation of cultivators, their goal was to pick thirteen of them. Thirteen of the Earth's strongest cultivators, project Echelon 13 was on track.
Anzar was the youngest of the emperors, a title given to the 4 strongest followers behind Daoist Shadowmaker. He picked Fell as he was impressed by his will, adding him on the run for the Earth 13 strongest.
Project Echelon 13 was beginning and Fell was part of Earth's first Chosen cultivators.
Sighing, he smiles in the direction of Fell and continued.
"Thankfully, spots can be stolen. Even if the blue emperor didn't choose me. I'll steal a place on my own!"
Getting up, he rotated his cultivation base producing a tremor through the room. Vicious Zhang cultivated the Energy path, he used most of the fortune he won in New Casablanca to buy a half-finished lightning manual through his network and his connections.
Exchanging the past ten years' gains for a cultivation method might seem enormous. But the might he had after training in the lightning-based technique was astonishing.
Vicious Zhang swiftly got up. His cultivation base powered, making the airflow in the room hazardous. Lightning zaps sparkled from his skin, heating the air around and causing smalls burst of thunder.
Eyes shining he dashed in front of him, accumulating his lightning energy to his hands, he instantly discharged his accumulated power right in the trajectory of Fell's face.
A lightning beam escaped from his arm, it expeditiously appearing in front of Fell. He swiftly reacted in the blink of an eye, he dodged the lightning attack and dashed forward, closing the gap between him and Vicious Zhang.
Their eyes crossed. Fell's Will cultivation base, powered with his killing intent, exploded outward, chocking Vicious Zhang for half a beat. Fell immediately used this frame to send his attack. Moonlight blossomed on the edges of his sword sending a wave of coldness in the Gang Leader's neck. Then, a flash of sword light curved in the direction of Zhang's neck.
Vicious Zhang ignored the Will attack, thunderous clapped in his mind, cleansing his mind and protecting him. He focused on the blow that intended to take his life, he immediately pulled a long saber from his back and hacked in front of him, lightning zaps were dancing all along the blade of his saber.
Their blades crossed spreading shock waves around them. Fell grunted from surprise, lightning energy transmitted from their contact was ravaging his body. Lightning arcs were burning his skin black, powerful lightning bolts were ruining his internal organs. Coughing blood, he understood that he needed to swiftly end the fight, a battle of attrition would only result in his death
He savagely advanced forward, ignoring the lightning surrounding him. He executed his fastest, sharpest, deadliest cut. Using the softness and hardness intrinsic to his body, he nourished the blow with his growing swordsmanship and deep killing intent.
His sword cut through the air, traveling at a phenomenal speed, its trajectory was abstruse and hidden. But at the same time, his slash was hiding a massif kinetic strength that was ready to burst out at any moment.
Zhang was lost in front of Fell's swordplay, he couldn't deduce from where the blows were coming. In a fit of panic, he unleashed all the energy stored in his reserve. Lightning exploded outward forming a small barrier around him, Zhang looked like a small golden sun.
Fell passed thought the attack, stepping right in the lightning filled zone. His skin was instantly turned black by the intense energy, he could feel his flesh squirming under the attack. Gritting his teeth, he sends all of his focus on his attack, ignoring the lightning that was burning his flesh.
"Entering my lightning territory will be your last mistake!" barked Vicious Zhang, sending even more energy thought his energy pathway, a stream of energy exploding out of him.
Fell's internal organs were cooked, he was coughing blood but his blow was still traveling in its path. The tip of his sword danced in the sea of lightning before swiftly penetrating Zhang's chest, perforating his heart. This desperate powerful blow marked the end of the gang leader's life.