A golden sandy, the rectangular arena was laid down in the middle side and outshone the seemingly pitch black room. The golden sandy surface may look soft like normal sand from afar, but it was actually tough like a steel floor as Southern Shield stepping feets didn't catch a single piece of sand.
Moreover, a giant monk statue literally made of solid gold watched the fighters below with a soothing smile that resembled a grandpa who witnessed his student testing their limit with one another. From the across side, Sparror gazed at Southern Shield who excitedly stepping and placed his steady fist above.
While Mistress Foreseen and Blue Winter were standing inside the darkness and spectated the heavenly bright arena. Furthermore, The Female Shaolin irritatingly facepalmed before she shook her head that caught her fellow friend's attention.
"Oh come on, Southern Shield, why every day you woke up, you only got worse and worse." Mistress Foreseen murmured with annoyance.
"Because, he fought not like himself, right, Mistress Foreseen?" Blue Winter guessed in a chilling tone.
"Correct and it's tiring to watch him like this."
Hence, Mistress Foreseen brought down her face palm and glowed an arising white light within her eyes. A harmless sting shivered Sparror's spine who caused him to uphold his head while staring at Southern Shield.
"Sparror." Mistress Foreseen called out and warned him in a cautious demeanor in a telepathic way, "Be Careful with Southern Shield, he is going to fight like an untamed beast."
The Flaming Hero twitched in confusion with the sudden telepathic information. Eventually he swiftly figured out Mistress Foreseen's intention as he confirmed it by a nod.
"I get it." Sparror uttered deeply in telepathic way, "But, don't worry I have regeneration power on my side."
"I am just warning you because the pain of the punch would be potentially very painful." Mistress Foreseen replied.
A wind pressure from Southern Shield simultaneously blew on Sparror until his cape flew like a ceremonial flag in the sky above. The yellow aura latched on The Arrogant Shaolin Body as if he wore bulky and solid armor.
"Eh, Southern Shield before we beat each other, can we just have a small conversation to get more understanding between us?" Sparror asked politely.
"I am here to fight, not engage conversation peasants!" Southern Shield replied in a harsh tone.
The harsh reply from Southern Shield pierced through Sparror heart like a clear shot from the arrow as his eyes grasped the deep wound. However, a sigh of relief came to rescue that cleaned the negative influence away from his mind.
The Flaming Hero raised his molten hand as he clenched his fist in a crushing pose. Southern Shield arrogantly spit his saliva to the sandy ground. As the fighters were in the fighting position, a dusty golden twister emerged from the ground and tributed into a bald head, golden man.
Sparror eyes grasped an oddness between Southern Shield and the recent appearance of the bald head man. The golden man itself chose it's a role for this battle as a referee.
"Even for an asshole, he was still waiting for the fight announcer to declare our battle." Sparror commented within his mind in relieful tone.
The golden monk raised his waiting hands towards the two fighters and Southern Shield sharpened his eagle eyes. The monk immediately dropped his hand for a declaration that the match was already started.
Without hesitation, Southern Shield launched a flying kick, similar to a lance warrior with the horse charging their spear to the enemues. The flaming twister swallowed Sparror in a nick of time, causing the kick to miss the chance.
Southern Shield smoothly landed on the tough sandy ground and met the flaming twister respawned Sparror. Irritation boiled down drastically on The Arrogant Shaolin hand and in a rush way, gripped his fist until the energy became solid.
"No more running away!" Southern Shield warned and Sparror brought up his cautious gaze upon him.
"Golden Crushing Punch!" Southern Shield gloriously shouted and blended into a golden wave that looked like a flying wall.
As Sparror was about to be devoured by the flaming twister, his stomach made a car crashing contact with the fist and a gulp of blood puked out from the void face. The Flaming Hero strugglingly held his stomach as he stepped back safely.
Therefore, Southern Shield wiped away the golden wave and landed a single drop kick onto his head. Luckily, a bubble shape, flaming barrier shielded him even though there was a widespread crack due to the kick impact.
Hence, Southern Shield pulled back his knife shaped hand like a venomous snake ready to inject the venom towards it's victim. The broken flaming barrier morphed into a flaming ball the same size as a tennis ball that fell on one of his open hands.
"Golden Striking---". Southern Shield's arrogant shout was interrupted as well, his attack launched due to a flaming ball landing on him at light speed and burned the entire body.
The Arrogant Shaolin could feel his body being burned alive, but not melting as if there was a steel bar inside his legs with the agonizing flame pressure and he strugglingly gritted his teeth. Furthermore, He kneeled to the ground because his legs unbearably held the pressure and gazed at Sparror in boiling hatred.
" Southern Shield, please listen." Sparror said in deep regrets, "You cannot win against me and I am really sorry to say that."
Mistress Foreseen that caught The Flaming Hero voice telepathically, indeed was shocked. However, she closed her eyes as she exhaled a burdening air of watching an unenjoyable match between Southern Shield and Sparror.
Southern Shield closed his eyes in silence and ventured into a gloomy grey realm as a result. The realm was completely empty, only mist scolded around, accompanied The Arrogant Shaolin tour.
He opened his eyes before he only found an immeasurable disappointment when looked locked on Blue Winter who stood on the sky above with heavenly yellow light. An envious grin arose from Southern Shield as he harshly squeezed his fist that was ready to land it right on his own friend's face.
"I am Southern Shield!" He pridefully shouted right at Blue Winter, "I will become the true Shaolin Warrior unlike you selfish monster!"
Southern Shield gloriously raised from the ground as the misty realm transcended into hellish crimson realm. It was filled only by wrathful atmosphere as The Arrogant Shaolin gritted like a demon that attempted to murder the failed companion.
He glared at Sparror who was unfazed with his menacing presence and commanded him to prepare a straight forward, striking position. The Flaming Hero armor was literally tainted by crimson blood that only heated his bursting anger.
"Southern Shield, I knew the Xan Xiang Tragedy affected you the most compared to others, but there was a better way to resolve this problem." Sparror tried to convince Southern Shield, who got worse falling into his rage.
" I am aware of that, peasant" Southern Shield arrogantly argued as a pitch-black silhouette of a long hair woman appeared momentarily, "The Xan Xiang tragedy wounded me deeply and was difficult to cure from it.
However, I realized that I should be the chosen warrior of peace, not the foolish Blue Winter!" Southern Shield added, "He was just wasting his talent and hard work because of selfish desires to test his limits!"
The arrogant shout widely echoed throughout the room and from afar, Blue Winter felt thunderstruck by the word from Southern Shield that made him gazed down to the black void surface in despair. Mistress Foreseen shook her head in overwhelming tiredness as she heard this bickering from time to time.
Sparror was completely silent with Southern Shield unyielding anger corrupted his mind. The Flaming Hero slowly put down his hand and sharpened his focus on The Arrogant Shaolin that eventually widened his yellow eyes as he got an idea for counter argument.
However, Sparror was trapped in a dilemma of franticness as his head looked down. Eventually, it lasted in a short time as a single relief washed away all the unsure atmosphere.
"Apology again, Southern Shield." Sparror warned in a pity tone before a deep taunting voice presumed, "You would never defeat me if you keep continue this path and I am about to show it why."
The last straw of calmness broke easily inside Southern Shield's head as the hellish space shattered into million unfound pieces, snapped him back into reality as he dashed with yellowish aura on his back.
The Flaming Hero created a single flick that summoned an ambushing dragon thumb and swiftly crashed at Southern Shield who tried his hardest to approach him. The Arrogant Shaolin rushly spun his whole body into a yellowish, human size twister. The wind pressured magnetically pulled Sparror into him.
As The Flaming Hero got closer, his whole armor body moltened by lava-like flame and exploded an anguishing flame wave that made Southern Shield puking out from the tornado and sent him flying far away. Sparrror raised his molten hand and from above, a dragon's feet gripped the Shaolin.
Afterwards, the grip slammed Southern Shield towards the metal tough sandy ground and he could feel his back bone almost break due to the impact. The Arrogant Shaolin punched the ground to regain his stand and gritted in denial.
"ENOUGH OF YOUR NONSENSE!" Southern Shield shouted and dashed towards the calm Sparror.
He twirled two of his legs at the same time into a hurricane-like, yellow aura wave and Sparror positioned his molten hand right in front. Then, a giant flaming fist appeared beneath the sandy ground and a catapult launched at Southern Shield.
The twirling kick with no effort pulverized the giant flaming fist and granted a path for Southern Shield to move forward at Sparror. In a sudden time, the spinning movement paused less than a second before it transformed into a launching kick similar to an arrow shot.
The molten hand flew to above as a volcanic bursting blast emerged from the ground below that prevented Southern Shield kick reach his sight and flew him to above. The Arrogant Shaolin may not have grasped the hotness, but he endured a pain similar to being hit by a truck with him gritted his teeth.
It wasn't over for Southern Shield to receive an impulsing attack of flame construct as the volcanic blast morphed into a giant fist that flew like a missile. The Arrogant Shaolin lashed down the air with a kick before chopping hand called up to counteract the fist.
His chopping hand slashed the giant fist in half without difficulty, gave him a free flight that headed to The Flaming Hero. However, Sparror kept a calm and observant mood check as he willingly raised his other molten hand to see the incoming opponent.
The split flaming fist merged into one singular flaming wave that looks like a snake body. The body grew an European Dragon-like head from the very bottom and the dragon fang omitted thousands of tiny fireballs.
The thousand fireball changed into a tough flaming orb similar to a sun and scorching blast was unleashed on the surface after the orb tributed it's own very existence. Southern Shield that almost got closer on Sparror sight and prepared to launch another fatal blow attack was helplessly caught by the blast.
Moreover, Southern Shield flew like a person that defied gravity and strugglingly screamed inside the blast. Therefore, Sparror slammed down the scorching blast to the sandy ground, bringing The Arrogant Shaolin in a kneeled position.
The Flaming Hero glanced at his helpless opponent one more time before he squeezed tightly the molten hand. A sudden reaction was created with the scorching blast going to above like a volcanic eruption.
Southern Shield was powerless being heated inside and an agonizing scream was locked inside by a knuckle planted on the ground. The Arrogant Shaolin blinked and now, he was transported to the same hellish space with every color ruled by a crimson blood.
An envious grit was announced when he glanced upon the giant-size, half body of Blue Winter on the tainted red sky. Blue Winter gave him a disappointment that wounded Southern Shield deeply, causing him to close his eyes till suddenly, an overwhelming golden aura enveloped The Arrogant Shaolin whole body like liquify body armor.
"I am Southern Shield and all my opponents will fall by MY HAND!" Southern Shield thundering roared.
The hellish space crumbled into uncountable pieces due to the might of his soaring golden aura and became a cloth with his entire body part except his chest. Southern Shield arrogantly smirked before splitted the bursting blast in half when he bravely stood up.
From the spectator side, Blue Winter looks genuinely disappointed with Southern Shield's new power that he recently obtained and Mistress Foreseen rolled her eyes. She even crossed her right and did not even bother to put her sight at The Arrogant Shaolin anymore.
"Oh no, Southern Shield losing chance was getting nearer" Mistress Foreseen pessimistically stated, "He hadn't mastered the Golden Cloth technique."
"And the foolish thing that he did to obtain it is using his own magical shield inside his body." Mistress Foreseen added in frustration, "As far as I know, his shield has never been designed to function like armor.
"This is a meaningless technique for him because he only gains a little boost of power." Mistress Foreseen added.
"Hopefully, he will find the flaws of his current method, Mistress Foreseen." Blue Winter said in a chilling mood.
Sparror was still maintained his cool facing Southern Shield even he had a massive golden aura that flew freely like a smoke. Specifically a golden smoke on The Arrogant Shaolin hands.
One step taken by the Southern Shield, it ruptured the sandy ground into a wide spread gaping line and caused a momentary quake, As a result, The Flaming Hero almost lose his stand if the molten armor didn't arrive at the right time and vanished immediately.
Southern Shield without wasting his golden opportunity, dashed in lighting speed by pressing his feets to flow. Sparror frowned in a mixture of regret and pity as he drew the molten hand resembling the heat of the lava.
The Flaming Hero redirected his molten hand as a leading sight for Southern Shield's approaching dash. A soaring flame thrower scorched out before it intercepted The Arrogant Shaolin dash like an impenetrable wall.
The Arrogant Shaolin was forced to back away by the pressure and gritted his teeth to hold back the burning itches from the surrounding flames. Even with his golden enhancement, the feeling of the pain was exactly the same before he obtained the enhancement.
"I am Southern Shield and all opponents must be defeated by my h---" Southern Shield failed to finish his battle chanting as the flame thrower tributed into a launching flame fist construct that precisely hit the middle of his chest.
Southern Shield couldn't endure the pain anymore, causing his consciousness to fly freely. His puppet-like body ready to make a free fall before a flaming chain wrapped around the whole part.
The Arrogant Shaolin indeed fell to the ground, but not a hard impact with the sandy ground. Instead, the flaming chain put him slowly like somebody that carefully put the last pieces of card towers.
Sparror sighed in a mix of relief and pity towards Southern Shield who safely lied down. The flaming chain dissolved into the ash of nothingness as The Flaming Hero glared one more time with The Arrogant Shaolin in concerned eyes.
"I really hope this match can help you, Southern Shield," Sparror mumbled
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