"Just die already, you weakling!"
"Hah!" this time, I couldn't help but retort. "What does that make you then, someone who can't even kill a weakling?"
"Don't get too full of yourself, fucking brat!" Da Du bellowed. "Your death will only be a matter of time!"
He tried to grab me with his poisonous palms, but I all but happily danced out of his grip, and slashed at him, forcing him to parry my blades with his armored arms.
Spinning around, I delivered a series of slashes that forced Da Du back into the defensive. We exchanged several furious blows, and I was heartened to see that I was actually matching him blow for blow. If I wasn't mistaken, Da Du was at least second level of Blackened Skies realm, which meant that he was at least one level higher than me in terms of cultivation.
Therefore, I couldn't help but feel elated that I was negating his advantage in cultivation realms through sheer skill alone.
"Ugh!"
