81 This Little Sh* (1/2)
Arnin silently watched as the two cultivators attacked each other as if they were mortal enemies. The man who was named Jia seemed to have just broken through to Essence Manifest - Sky, however it seemed like his strength was a little higher than the woman named White.
Arnin wasn't too surprised by this. Other than him, there were many others who could also fight people who were on a higher realm. 'Judging from the way this White woman is speaking, this Jia guy must have been slightly weaker than her before breaking through, but now he is stronger.” Arnin smiled at this.
He could tell from the way the man fought that Jia did not spend too much time stabilizing his realm, or rather he didn't get the chance to. If he did stabilize his realm, then he would most likely be more than just a little stronger than the woman.
This, however, didn't really matter to Arnin, rather, it worked for him quite well. Since both of the people fighting were around the same in strength, there was a high chance that they would fight until both of them were tired. The man having a slight advantage, but overall, both of them would become extremely tired and run out of energy at the end. This created the perfect opportunity for Arnin to strike.
The only problem that Arnin could see was both of them giving up. Because of how aggressive both of them were, the chance was low, but it was still there. If they began to feel that fighting would do them little good, there was a chance that Jia and White would leave, and not continue fighting. If this happened, then Arnin would not be able to strike them when they were weak. He would have to either leave, or fight one of them alone, since fighting them both would not be a wise choice.
With his strength, he would technically be able to fight both White and Jia, and even beat them, but that would waste a lot energy and essence that he did not have to spare. He was already becoming weaker by the second, and there was also the bun haired girl he needed to keep an eye on.
'This is becoming interesting.' He smiled slightly when he thought about the situation he was placed in. Everything would depend on whether the two people would fight till the end, or leave midway.
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White was a sword wielder. She had long silvery hair with extremely pale skin. Her clothes were not like the normal robes that cultivators wore, rather she had a luxurious blue dress with grey footwear. She looked like a snow goddess.
Jia, on the other hand, was very muscular. Rather than using a hammer or any other large, blunt weapon people would expect a person of his size to use, Jia held onto a rather thin staff. This staff was half black and half yellow, with a crystal sphere on the tip. It was transparent, but within that sphere, one would be able to find a yellowish substance that looked extremely chaotic.
Jia had black hair which was dusty like his brownish yellow robes. From the way he fought and defended, Jia was more of a long distance fighter than a short distance. White was able to overtake him completely in close combat, and his defense was barely able to keep himself safe.
When Jia would get far away, a yellow streak of light would be released from the crystal sphere, attacking with light speed. Instantly, one could tell that the power of the yellow chaotic substance was lightning, although weaker than what one would normally see in nature.
”White, just give up. In the past, I was on par with you, but now that I have reached the same realm as you, I can beat you with ease.” Jia was laughing maniacally, however the arrogance of his words was actually not seen on his face. He was sweating, and his bronze skin seemed to be pale. He was struggling.
”Haha! You really jest, Jia. Have you seen how you look? You are sweating more than a pig. Don't act all high and mighty in front of me. Once I slash you with my blade, then we will see who is stronger.” White replied with her own arrogant words, but even she found it difficult to keep up.
Although Jia was not yet a lightning cultivator, as he had yet to make an elemental seed, he was still extremely quick, much quicker than her. This forced her to chase him with all her might, making her lose even more energy, however she knew that once she caught up, Jia would be in for one hell of a beating.
Both cultivators continued to fight as if there was no tomorrow. White would slash at Jia, but miss because of his great dodging speed. Jia would aim his lightning staff and shoot his bolts, with only a few of them reaching White, but not causing large amount of damage.
Although the injuries weren't detrimental, Jia did not mind because his goal wasn't to cause life threatening injuries with his bolts. His lightening was not the extremely brutal type, rather it was like a snake with numbing poison. Whatever was hit would be numbed for a period of time.
White was lucky that she knew about this. If she did not, then the situation would have been much more dire.
Arnin was standing far away, watching with interest and patience. He completely ignored the bun haired girl, however he did not once let go of the unconscious sister.
The bun haired girl was also watching the fight, but she payed more attention to Arnin. She wasn't going to attack him since she knew that nothing good would come out of it, but she was still looking for an opportunity to take her sister and escape.
Although she knew the gap between herself and Arnin was significant, she truly did not have any other option. Death was certain whether she followed Arnin or not, so she hoped to use any chance to escape the clutches of such a demonic child.
She looked at her unconcious sister, and couldn't help but sigh. 'Why aren't you waking up? I need you awake so that we can do this.' Although she thought this, she did not actually wish for her sister to wake up now. If she did, then Arnin would most likely knock her out once again, or possibly even do something worse. That was not her goal.
The fight progressed for another two hours. The two fighters were breathing heavily, however the fighting intent in their eyes did not lessen one bit. They looked hatefully at each other, as if trying to kill with just their eyes,
'I wonder what caused these two to hate each other so much. Normally, cultivators leave when they know that a fight will result in nothing, with only mortal enemies continuing on until one side dies.' Arnin was somewhat curious, and wanted to know what ignited such a fight.
As the two exhausted fighters stared at each other with great hate, White straightened her body and slowly made her way towards Jia. Her sword dragged across the damaged ground, make a small cut as she moved forward.
”Jia, we both knew that this would be the result if we fought. You may be stronger than me now, but you did not have enough time consolidate your realm. Your essence is unstable, while mine is not. Plus your attacks required you to use more energy than my own. You lose, Jia.” White spoke with an exhausted smile, however that smile suddenly froze.
*BLEUGH*
She, for some unknown reason, spat out a mouthful of blood. Her hand that held the blade loosened as the sword fell to the ground with a clank. Both of her hands, and even her legs began to tremble, as if they were unable to support her weight any longer.
She fell to her knees, and her arms held from falling to the ground, however because of the weird reaction, her arms were only able to hold her up for a short period of time before also giving in and making her face hit the ground.
”J-Jia, what i-is this?!” White lifted her head, and looked at the fallen Jia with confusion and hate.
The latter suddenly got up, and also made his way towards White. A wicked smile on his face, sweat pouring down the side of his eyebrow. ”Haha! You really are so pitiful. Do you really think that you would win? If I were to lose to you even after breaking through, then I should have died the day I was born!” Jia wildly laughed, however his laugh was short due him running out of breath.