1065 Rain of Burning Fists (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Frank extended his sapphire-blue wings once again and swiftly flew to the top of the highest Dragon Fang.
Mo Fan did not allow himself to be outdone, either. He leapt between the Dragon Fangs and gradually approached the tallest Dragon Fang, trying to go head to head with Frank.
”Didn't Prince Beny specifically tell you to teach me a lesson, and humiliate me in front of the few hundred million people watching the match? Why are you cowering now?” Mo Fan taunted him.
Frank's eyes flickered coldly. He pointed at Mo Fan and said, ”Just wait and see, even if you have some strange ability, it's nothing before my innate talent!”
”Oh, what kind of innate talent do you have? Feel free to use it! It's been a while since I last fought a guy that could last more than ten rounds against me. I hope you won't let me down, since you were specifically sent here to deal with me!” Mo Fan grinned.
”Don't be too full of yourself!” Frank snapped furiously.
”So what? I'll beat the crap out of you as my way of paying respect to your shitty prince!” The flames engulfing Mo Fan grew even stronger as his fist erupted in flames while he threw a punch!
The Fiery Fist flew right at the tallest Dragon Fang Frank was standing on!
Frank suddenly emitted a strange glow, and as a blue flame gathered on his fist, the strange glow surprisingly merged with his fist, too!
Even though the two of them were casting the same spell, the blue flame spreading in the shape of a fan seemed to be a lot stronger than Mo Fan's fire. It immediately devoured Mo Fan's flames.
As the blue burning fist came in, Mo Fan agilely leapt to another Dragon Fang. He turned around and looked at the Dragon Fang that was smashed into pieces behind him in astonishment.
”Weren't you confident just then? I dare you to attack me head-on again!” The strange glow appeared once again as Frank was casting the Sky-Flame Funeral.
Frank did not shove the Sky-Flame Funeral into the sky, but gathered it on his right wrist instead.
Mo Fan did not try to run away even when he saw the man placing the Sky-Flame Funeral on his fist. He gathered all the flames around him into his wrist, too!
”Rain of Burning Fists!” Frank yelled as the strange glow merged with the blue flame.
A Fiery Fist sprang forward, yet it further split into countless fiery fists, like the raindrops of a great downpour, surging in Mo Fan's direction!
The fists poured down like rain as the flames spread like a curtain. The combination of Sky-Flame Funeral and Fiery Fist that Frank had just cast immediately stunned the crowd. Everyone's eyes widened as they watched the Fiery Fists pouring down in a spectacular, destructive display.
Mo Fan raised his head and realized that he was surrounded by the Fiery Fists. He could no longer dodge the approaching Fiery Fists.
”Is his innate talent the ability to merge different spells?” Mo Fan was astounded too.
It was unlikely that an ordinary Fire Mage could combine the Sky-Flame Funeral and the Fiery Fist into a single spell. After all, a Star Pattern was different than a Star Constellation. The levels between different spells were strictly defined, and even a Fire Mage with an outstanding level of control was unable to merge two spells into one!
Mo Fan had to admit that the Rain of Burning Fists was a lot more imperious than the Sky-Flame Funeral, since tiny raindrops could mostly patter on the ground, but a rain of fists would simply leave countless holes in the ground!
Each Fiery Fist contained some destructive force, and when Fiery Fists started pouring down like rain, the damage it would deal was absolutely insane!
The Fiery Fists descended rapidly. He was devoured by the flames of the Fiery Fists before he could make his move.
The water continued to evaporate under the scorching heat, while the Dragon Fangs were smashed into pieces. The flames spread wildly across the arena. Frank's attack had totally shocked the crowd, leaving everyone with their eyes and mouths wide open!
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”I bet it didn't feel great,” Prince Beny chuckled in joy after getting his revenge.
Conti was lost in thought, too. She was still wondering how it was possible to combine different spells into one.
”Miss Conti, do you still think Frank is no match for that guy?” Prince Beny said proudly.
”The owner of a Fire Spirit usually has outstanding Fire Resistance, I don't think he will be defeated so easily,” Conti said.
”What difference would that make? Even a few Water Curtains are nowhere enough to defend against an attack of this scale!” Beny declared indifferently.
Conti was about to speak when she caught a glimpse of a figure standing firmly on top of an undamaged Dragon Fang amid the Rain of Burning Fists.
Water vapor was rising continuously in his surroundings. He was still engulfed in the same combination of brown-red and blazing red flames. After taking a closer look, Conti discovered that the man was not as miserable as she thought, apart from a few burns.
The Rain of Burning Fists was strong enough to defeat a whole team, let alone defeat a single representative of a national team. However, the man simply stood there and took it, and it turned out that he had only suffered some minor injuries!
”His Fire Resistance...” Conti's face was filled with astonishment.