Chapter 952: Trapped
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Chapter 952: Trapped
Sage set up a Formation Array and used himself as the core. Surari would have to exhaust all of its energy, or knock Sage out in order to defeat it. The Formation Plates could still be targeted to damage it, but now that the formation was activated it could defend itself. Surari didnt realize what was going on until the array was activated and the look on his face was one Sage hadnt seen yet: confusion.
The monk didnt believe it and started to attack again, Qi shaped like a golden lotus appeared around his arms and he tried to use the wind vortex attacks from before. Yet, this time the vortexes fell apart almost as soon as they were formed. The golden lotuses seemed to grab the air and helped propel it like the wings of a bird or the tail of a fish, but at this time, Surari felt like the air had a mind of its own. Every carefully constructed pressure vortex would unravel before it even traveled a few feet.
In a way, it did have a mind of its own as Sage was in control of it. It also wasnt just the air, as this array was a high level one and able to redirect motion. The Path of Fates Direction was a Formation Array created to control physical energy. The people of this world used it to stop punches, kicks, and weapons. It could also stop people from moving around, but Sage felt there was far more untapped potential in the array so it had become a topic of intense study. It didnt just stop kinetic energy, it redirected it and that meant it might have endless applications. At this time, it was like tearing out the Venerable Suraris fangs and claws. The monk had already shown himself to have a very powerful body and also had mysterious methods of using that great strength. Sage saw many similarities between the monks air vortex attack and the explosive attack hed used to counter it.
Collapsing Sun. It wasnt a specific move, but a style of moves that were similar to what Surari used. For a body focused Cultivator, physical strength and toughness were the main focus, but that came with downsides. As one got stronger and stronger the world around them would feel softer and softer. The small surface area of a persons foot compared to the hardness of the ground meant their foot would sink in every time they tried to use their full acceleration to move. This was extra annoying because they had to physically touch their enemy to harm them. Some got around by using ranged or throwing weapons, but they could only carry a limited number and there was always the concern of the quality of the weapon. Did they cover themselves in storage treasures or invest a fortune into a set of very powerful and sharp throwing weapons? What happens when they run out? How troublesome is it to collect them all after theyre thrown with the power of a cannon and then deflected randomly into the distance?L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.
To throw a good punch, or any powerful martial move in general, a person should take advantage of their whole body. A decently strong mortal man could do a bicep curl with fifty pounds, or squat three hundred, but if they were a trained fighter they could strike with thousands of pounds of force. They pushed off the ground with their toes, extended the leg, twisted at the waist and hips, rotated the shoulder and extended the arm. Each of these muscles had to act at just the right time to exert force in unison. This kinetic chain required many hours of training to build muscle memory until it could be performed instantly and without any concentration whatsoever.
Sage used the Path of Fates Direction to interrupt this kinetic chain. He made Suraris toes push a little too far, his leg to extend not far enough, the twist of his waist to sway towards the side. All it took was a few little nudges to disperse most of the strength of his attacks. Of course, Surari was still strong and could still instantly kill most weaker Cultivators with these strikes, but it was similar to missing the power zone. Just like when swinging a baseball bat, or striking a nail with a hammer, the arc of motion concentrated all the power upon a certain point. If you hit a nail with the handle of a hammer it wont do much other than damage the handle. If you try to hit a baseball with the part of the bat near the hands the power of the strike will be only a fraction of what will happen if you hit it with that sweet spot near the end. Since they could fight quite equally before, this huge loss of power made Surari helpless to resist.
The prerequisite to this being the fact that Sage had so much time to gauge and analyze the moves that Surari was going to make so he could most perfectly pick the right muscles to redirect at the right times. He could do similar things without all these advantages, but the energy expenditure to stop so much power would be many times higher in comparison to now, where he could easily neuter the monks strength without much expenditure.
Not willing to give up so easily, Venerable Suraris chanting suddenly intensified in volume. This whole time hed been chanting to make his body resonate, but now it got much louder. Then he clapped his palms together and a ghostly apparition appeared behind him. This golden haze spread out from his back and slowly started to resolve. This mirage coalesced into golden arms, shining just like the monks original pair. Fourteen golden arms had suddenly sprouted from his back and he stepped forward to slam them towards Sage in a flurry of punches.
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Chapter 952: Trapped
Sage set up a Formation Array and used himself as the core. Surari would have to exhaust all of its energy, or knock Sage out in order to defeat it. The Formation Plates could still be targeted to damage it, but now that the formation was activated it could defend itself. Surari didnt realize what was going on until the array was activated and the look on his face was one Sage hadnt seen yet: confusion.
The monk didnt believe it and started to attack again, Qi shaped like a golden lotus appeared around his arms and he tried to use the wind vortex attacks from before. Yet, this time the vortexes fell apart almost as soon as they were formed. The golden lotuses seemed to grab the air and helped propel it like the wings of a bird or the tail of a fish, but at this time, Surari felt like the air had a mind of its own. Every carefully constructed pressure vortex would unravel before it even traveled a few feet.
In a way, it did have a mind of its own as Sage was in control of it. It also wasnt just the air, as this array was a high level one and able to redirect motion. The Path of Fates Direction was a Formation Array created to control physical energy. The people of this world used it to stop punches, kicks, and weapons. It could also stop people from moving around, but Sage felt there was far more untapped potential in the array so it had become a topic of intense study. It didnt just stop kinetic energy, it redirected it and that meant it might have endless applications. At this time, it was like tearing out the Venerable Suraris fangs and claws. The monk had already shown himself to have a very powerful body and also had mysterious methods of using that great strength. Sage saw many similarities between the monks air vortex attack and the explosive attack hed used to counter it.
Collapsing Sun. It wasnt a specific move, but a style of moves that were similar to what Surari used. For a body focused Cultivator, physical strength and toughness were the main focus, but that came with downsides. As one got stronger and stronger the world around them would feel softer and softer. The small surface area of a persons foot compared to the hardness of the ground meant their foot would sink in every time they tried to use their full acceleration to move. This was extra annoying because they had to physically touch their enemy to harm them. Some got around by using ranged or throwing weapons, but they could only carry a limited number and there was always the concern of the quality of the weapon. Did they cover themselves in storage treasures or invest a fortune into a set of very powerful and sharp throwing weapons? What happens when they run out? How troublesome is it to collect them all after theyre thrown with the power of a cannon and then deflected randomly into the distance?L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.
To throw a good punch, or any powerful martial move in general, a person should take advantage of their whole body. A decently strong mortal man could do a bicep curl with fifty pounds, or squat three hundred, but if they were a trained fighter they could strike with thousands of pounds of force. They pushed off the ground with their toes, extended the leg, twisted at the waist and hips, rotated the shoulder and extended the arm. Each of these muscles had to act at just the right time to exert force in unison. This kinetic chain required many hours of training to build muscle memory until it could be performed instantly and without any concentration whatsoever.
Sage used the Path of Fates Direction to interrupt this kinetic chain. He made Suraris toes push a little too far, his leg to extend not far enough, the twist of his waist to sway towards the side. All it took was a few little nudges to disperse most of the strength of his attacks. Of course, Surari was still strong and could still instantly kill most weaker Cultivators with these strikes, but it was similar to missing the power zone. Just like when swinging a baseball bat, or striking a nail with a hammer, the arc of motion concentrated all the power upon a certain point. If you hit a nail with the handle of a hammer it wont do much other than damage the handle. If you try to hit a baseball with the part of the bat near the hands the power of the strike will be only a fraction of what will happen if you hit it with that sweet spot near the end. Since they could fight quite equally before, this huge loss of power made Surari helpless to resist.
The prerequisite to this being the fact that Sage had so much time to gauge and analyze the moves that Surari was going to make so he could most perfectly pick the right muscles to redirect at the right times. He could do similar things without all these advantages, but the energy expenditure to stop so much power would be many times higher in comparison to now, where he could easily neuter the monks strength without much expenditure.
Not willing to give up so easily, Venerable Suraris chanting suddenly intensified in volume. This whole time hed been chanting to make his body resonate, but now it got much louder. Then he clapped his palms together and a ghostly apparition appeared behind him. This golden haze spread out from his back and slowly started to resolve. This mirage coalesced into golden arms, shining just like the monks original pair. Fourteen golden arms had suddenly sprouted from his back and he stepped forward to slam them towards Sage in a flurry of punches.
Chapter 952: TrappedSage set up a Formation Array and used himself as the core. Surari would have to exhaust all of its energy, or knock Sage out in order to defeat it. The Formation Plates could still be targeted to damage it, but now that the formation was activated it could defend itself. Surari didnt realize what was going on until the array was activated and the look on his face was one Sage hadnt seen yet: confusion.The monk didnt believe it and started to attack again, Qi shaped like a golden lotus appeared around his arms and he tried to use the wind vortex attacks from before. Yet, this time the vortexes fell apart almost as soon as they were formed. The golden lotuses seemed to grab the air and helped propel it like the wings of a bird or the tail of a fish, but at this time, Surari felt like the air had a mind of its own. Every carefully constructed pressure vortex would unravel before it even traveled a few feet. In a way, it did have a mind of its own as Sage was in control of it. It also wasnt just the air, as this array was a high level one and able to redirect motion. The Path of Fates Direction was a Formation Array created to control physical energy. The people of this world used it to stop punches, kicks, and weapons. It could also stop people from moving around, but Sage felt there was far more untapped potential in the array so it had become a topic of intense study. It didnt just stop kinetic energy, it redirected it and that meant it might have endless applications. At this time, it was like tearing out the Venerable Suraris fangs and claws. The monk had already shown himself to have a very powerful body and also had mysterious methods of using that great strength. Sage saw many similarities between the monks air vortex attack and the explosive attack hed used to counter it. Collapsing Sun. It wasnt a specific move, but a style of moves that were similar to what Surari used. For a body focused Cultivator, physical strength and toughness were the main focus, but that came with downsides. As one got stronger and stronger the world around them would feel softer and softer. The small surface area of a persons foot compared to the hardness of the ground meant their foot would sink in every time they tried to use their full acceleration to move. This was extra annoying because they had to physically touch their enemy to harm them. Some got around by using ranged or throwing weapons, but they could only carry a limited number and there was always the concern of the quality of the weapon. Did they cover themselves in storage treasures or invest a fortune into a set of very powerful and sharp throwing weapons? What happens when they run out? How troublesome is it to collect them all after theyre thrown with the power of a cannon and then deflected randomly into the distance?L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Nvl--B1n.To throw a good punch, or any powerful martial move in general, a person should take advantage of their whole body. A decently strong mortal man could do a bicep curl with fifty pounds, or squat three hundred, but if they were a trained fighter they could strike with thousands of pounds of force. They pushed off the ground with their toes, extended the leg, twisted at the waist and hips, rotated the shoulder and extended the arm. Each of these muscles had to act at just the right time to exert force in unison. This kinetic chain required many hours of training to build muscle memory until it could be performed instantly and without any concentration whatsoever. Sage used the Path of Fates Direction to interrupt this kinetic chain. He made Suraris toes push a little too far, his leg to extend not far enough, the twist of his waist to sway towards the side. All it took was a few little nudges to disperse most of the strength of his attacks. Of course, Surari was still strong and could still instantly kill most weaker Cultivators with these strikes, but it was similar to missing the power zone. Just like when swinging a baseball bat, or striking a nail with a hammer, the arc of motion concentrated all the power upon a certain point. If you hit a nail with the handle of a hammer it wont do much other than damage the handle. If you try to hit a baseball with the part of the bat near the hands the power of the strike will be only a fraction of what will happen if you hit it with that sweet spot near the end. Since they could fight quite equally before, this huge loss of power made Surari helpless to resist. The prerequisite to this being the fact that Sage had so much time to gauge and analyze the moves that Surari was going to make so he could most perfectly pick the right muscles to redirect at the right times. He could do similar things without all these advantages, but the energy expenditure to stop so much power would be many times higher in comparison to now, where he could easily neuter the monks strength without much expenditure. Not willing to give up so easily, Venerable Suraris chanting suddenly intensified in volume. This whole time hed been chanting to make his body resonate, but now it got much louder. Then he clapped his palms together and a ghostly apparition appeared behind him. This golden haze spread out from his back and slowly started to resolve. This mirage coalesced into golden arms, shining just like the monks original pair. Fourteen golden arms had suddenly sprouted from his back and he stepped forward to slam them towards Sage in a flurry of punches.
