Chapter 172: The School Of Ember(1)
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Reve moved his right leg forward as his left leg tilted back. Beneath the mask, his eyes glinted, 'It seems this is not going to be easy.'
It was almost certain by now. So, he decided to test the waters first before fully acting.
Reve punched out. This sudden action manifested a force barrier that thundered about like a vengeful mother.
From Knight Villiame's point of view, he could only see a flicker of light blinking closer to him. Despite not being able to make it out, he knew he would be foolish to let it get closer.
He raised his burning sword at slash vertically at the flickering light. His sword was embedded in the force barrier, but it got stuck before it could break into pieces.
Knight Villiame's body trembled as the impact he felt from clashing with the flickering light felt just like he crashed on a thousand large stones.
"What sorcery is this?" bellowed Knight Villiame.
He circulated ki around his body to speed up his healing rate. However, not like what he expected, the masked man said nothing to him.
On the other side, Reve took advantage of Knight's lack of action and jumped at him. He appeared behind the knight and landed a punch.
Knight Villiame seemed to sense it just in time. He swung his blade sideways, forcing Reve to block the attack with a force barrier.
Reve followed it up with a reverse kick to the chin. He was so fast that Knight Villiame couldn't even retract his sword in time to react.
Suddenly, Reve felt his skin burn as his leg got closer to the knight. He forcefully ignored this and went forward with his punch.
Out of nowhere, a heatwave blasted him away!
He found himself losing control of his body. His world, spinning out of control. As the violent wind around him invaded his body through his mouth.
Yet, he was not to be done like this.
In a fluid motion, Reve flipped mid-air and landed on a tree with his leg miraculously sticking to it.
He looked down at the knight, now engulfed in a brimming red aura, "I never thought I would encounter a disciple from the School of Ember. I wonder how someone like you became the knight of a count."
Knight Villiame eyed him, "You know of the School of Ember?"
"There is little that I do not know of. Everything thing you do points towards this fact. Your unduly sizzling aura. Your particular stance. Your strange ki," answered Reve
He took a pause to observe his burnt right leg. Luckily, his light armor was able to absorb most of the damage, but the fact still remains that some of the heatwaves got to his flesh, which left a gruesome smell in the air.
With a single thought, he fastened his healing rate and focused back on the knight, "Well, I can now see that those details about the school of Ember rang true. Truly a wondrous school…...However, if you think that meager trick is enough, then….."
Right after, Knight Villiame noticed something rather shocking. The figure of the masked man blurred for a brief second. He thought he was seeing things but, in the next moment, the masked man broke into tiny specks of lights.
Knight Villiame's mind raced as his body took a defensive stance, "It's an after image!"
After reaching this conclusion, he understood he didn't need to think further.
With quick fluidity, Knight Villiame bent his knees and positioned his sword sideways.
The dark longsword pulsed once more like a flower that was about to blossom. The red light it radiated represented the only true path in this dark forest.
"First Style of Ember: Pleasant Flower!"
His ki exploded into passionate red flames around his sword and he twirled like a tornado unleashed by the gods.
Covering all angles, his sword destroyed everything in sight…...that was what he thought!
By the time he noticed it, it was too late. A grey light invaded his inner circle.
No, it had been there since!
The origin of the grey light, the masked man, released an upward kick with such momentum that it felt like it was mightier than the heavens.
*Clink*
As the heel of the masked man's leg connected with Knight Villiame's chin, the latter felt a thousand electric sparks break out from his straightened spine.
His world dulled and his breathing quickened in less than a second.
Blood rushed into his eyes, his other orifices, and some forcefully rushed out of his mouth. In just one exchange, he was painted red by a single kick.
Yet, that was not all. Reve was not pulling his punches.
He appeared beside the kneeling knight and drove a punch into his chest. The knight's armour prevented the punch from being effective but Reve seemed to not care about that.
The madlad released a left punch and quickly retracted it, pushing all the momentum into a right punch.
This time, a deep dent that connected with Knight Villiame's ribbons appeared on the chest armor.
Before Reve could continue his barrage of punches, Knight Villiame mercilessly ignored his injuries and grabbed the masked man by the wrist.
With a body flick, he threw Reve far away. The knight aimed his sword at Reve, "Second Style of Ember: Light of Ember!"
A stream of fiery red energy shot out of his blade, heading for Reve. It proved to be faster than what Reve could deal with as the latter quickly became engulfed in a constant stream of hot flames.
Reve erected his force barriers to protect himself but due to the nature of the attack being mystical rather than physical in nature, it could only do so much.
His body brightened up as he faced the radiation of the flames. He reckoned that if he hadn't used his force barriers, he would be akin to the grilled chicken served during dinner.
'I have to stop this!' Review thought amidst the immeasurable pain.
Suddenly, the constant stream of red energy flickered off for one second. It activated back again but this time it was weaker.
Seconds after seconds, it's effect reduced until it shockingly disappeared.
Knight Villiame coughed out blood. He looked at his trembling hands and the way the red liquid meshed the sands of the earth on his fingers.
Knight Villiame leaned on his sword. His mind flashed back.
He could see the smile of his lord and young master as they waited for his victorious return, "I can't stop here!"
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Reve moved his right leg forward as his left leg tilted back. Beneath the mask, his eyes glinted, 'It seems this is not going to be easy.'
It was almost certain by now. So, he decided to test the waters first before fully acting.
Reve punched out. This sudden action manifested a force barrier that thundered about like a vengeful mother.
From Knight Villiame's point of view, he could only see a flicker of light blinking closer to him. Despite not being able to make it out, he knew he would be foolish to let it get closer.
He raised his burning sword at slash vertically at the flickering light. His sword was embedded in the force barrier, but it got stuck before it could break into pieces.
Knight Villiame's body trembled as the impact he felt from clashing with the flickering light felt just like he crashed on a thousand large stones.
"What sorcery is this?" bellowed Knight Villiame.
He circulated ki around his body to speed up his healing rate. However, not like what he expected, the masked man said nothing to him.
On the other side, Reve took advantage of Knight's lack of action and jumped at him. He appeared behind the knight and landed a punch.
Knight Villiame seemed to sense it just in time. He swung his blade sideways, forcing Reve to block the attack with a force barrier.
Reve followed it up with a reverse kick to the chin. He was so fast that Knight Villiame couldn't even retract his sword in time to react.
Suddenly, Reve felt his skin burn as his leg got closer to the knight. He forcefully ignored this and went forward with his punch.
Out of nowhere, a heatwave blasted him away!
He found himself losing control of his body. His world, spinning out of control. As the violent wind around him invaded his body through his mouth.
Yet, he was not to be done like this.
In a fluid motion, Reve flipped mid-air and landed on a tree with his leg miraculously sticking to it.
He looked down at the knight, now engulfed in a brimming red aura, "I never thought I would encounter a disciple from the School of Ember. I wonder how someone like you became the knight of a count."
Knight Villiame eyed him, "You know of the School of Ember?"
"There is little that I do not know of. Everything thing you do points towards this fact. Your unduly sizzling aura. Your particular stance. Your strange ki," answered Reve
He took a pause to observe his burnt right leg. Luckily, his light armor was able to absorb most of the damage, but the fact still remains that some of the heatwaves got to his flesh, which left a gruesome smell in the air.
With a single thought, he fastened his healing rate and focused back on the knight, "Well, I can now see that those details about the school of Ember rang true. Truly a wondrous school…...However, if you think that meager trick is enough, then….."
Right after, Knight Villiame noticed something rather shocking. The figure of the masked man blurred for a brief second. He thought he was seeing things but, in the next moment, the masked man broke into tiny specks of lights.
Knight Villiame's mind raced as his body took a defensive stance, "It's an after image!"
After reaching this conclusion, he understood he didn't need to think further.
With quick fluidity, Knight Villiame bent his knees and positioned his sword sideways.
The dark longsword pulsed once more like a flower that was about to blossom. The red light it radiated represented the only true path in this dark forest.
"First Style of Ember: Pleasant Flower!"
His ki exploded into passionate red flames around his sword and he twirled like a tornado unleashed by the gods.
Covering all angles, his sword destroyed everything in sight…...that was what he thought!
By the time he noticed it, it was too late. A grey light invaded his inner circle.
No, it had been there since!
The origin of the grey light, the masked man, released an upward kick with such momentum that it felt like it was mightier than the heavens.
*Clink*
As the heel of the masked man's leg connected with Knight Villiame's chin, the latter felt a thousand electric sparks break out from his straightened spine.
His world dulled and his breathing quickened in less than a second.
Blood rushed into his eyes, his other orifices, and some forcefully rushed out of his mouth. In just one exchange, he was painted red by a single kick.
Yet, that was not all. Reve was not pulling his punches.
He appeared beside the kneeling knight and drove a punch into his chest. The knight's armour prevented the punch from being effective but Reve seemed to not care about that.
The madlad released a left punch and quickly retracted it, pushing all the momentum into a right punch.
This time, a deep dent that connected with Knight Villiame's ribbons appeared on the chest armor.
Before Reve could continue his barrage of punches, Knight Villiame mercilessly ignored his injuries and grabbed the masked man by the wrist.
With a body flick, he threw Reve far away. The knight aimed his sword at Reve, "Second Style of Ember: Light of Ember!"
A stream of fiery red energy shot out of his blade, heading for Reve. It proved to be faster than what Reve could deal with as the latter quickly became engulfed in a constant stream of hot flames.
Reve erected his force barriers to protect himself but due to the nature of the attack being mystical rather than physical in nature, it could only do so much.
His body brightened up as he faced the radiation of the flames. He reckoned that if he hadn't used his force barriers, he would be akin to the grilled chicken served during dinner.
'I have to stop this!' Review thought amidst the immeasurable pain.
Suddenly, the constant stream of red energy flickered off for one second. It activated back again but this time it was weaker.
Seconds after seconds, it's effect reduced until it shockingly disappeared.
Knight Villiame coughed out blood. He looked at his trembling hands and the way the red liquid meshed the sands of the earth on his fingers.
Knight Villiame leaned on his sword. His mind flashed back.
He could see the smile of his lord and young master as they waited for his victorious return, "I can't stop here!"
Reve moved his right leg forward as his left leg tilted back. Beneath the mask, his eyes glinted, 'It seems this is not going to be easy.'It was almost certain by now. So, he decided to test the waters first before fully acting.Reve punched out. This sudden action manifested a force barrier that thundered about like a vengeful mother.From Knight Villiame's point of view, he could only see a flicker of light blinking closer to him. Despite not being able to make it out, he knew he would be foolish to let it get closer. He raised his burning sword at slash vertically at the flickering light. His sword was embedded in the force barrier, but it got stuck before it could break into pieces. Knight Villiame's body trembled as the impact he felt from clashing with the flickering light felt just like he crashed on a thousand large stones."What sorcery is this?" bellowed Knight Villiame. He circulated ki around his body to speed up his healing rate. However, not like what he expected, the masked man said nothing to him.On the other side, Reve took advantage of Knight's lack of action and jumped at him. He appeared behind the knight and landed a punch.Knight Villiame seemed to sense it just in time. He swung his blade sideways, forcing Reve to block the attack with a force barrier.Reve followed it up with a reverse kick to the chin. He was so fast that Knight Villiame couldn't even retract his sword in time to react. Suddenly, Reve felt his skin burn as his leg got closer to the knight. He forcefully ignored this and went forward with his punch.Out of nowhere, a heatwave blasted him away!He found himself losing control of his body. His world, spinning out of control. As the violent wind around him invaded his body through his mouth. Yet, he was not to be done like this. In a fluid motion, Reve flipped mid-air and landed on a tree with his leg miraculously sticking to it. He looked down at the knight, now engulfed in a brimming red aura, "I never thought I would encounter a disciple from the School of Ember. I wonder how someone like you became the knight of a count."Knight Villiame eyed him, "You know of the School of Ember?""There is little that I do not know of. Everything thing you do points towards this fact. Your unduly sizzling aura. Your particular stance. Your strange ki," answered ReveHe took a pause to observe his burnt right leg. Luckily, his light armor was able to absorb most of the damage, but the fact still remains that some of the heatwaves got to his flesh, which left a gruesome smell in the air.With a single thought, he fastened his healing rate and focused back on the knight, "Well, I can now see that those details about the school of Ember rang true. Truly a wondrous school...However, if you think that meager trick is enough, then.."Right after, Knight Villiame noticed something rather shocking. The figure of the masked man blurred for a brief second. He thought he was seeing things but, in the next moment, the masked man broke into tiny specks of lights.Knight Villiame's mind raced as his body took a defensive stance, "It's an after image!"After reaching this conclusion, he understood he didn't need to think further.With quick fluidity, Knight Villiame bent his knees and positioned his sword sideways. The dark longsword pulsed once more like a flower that was about to blossom. The red light it radiated represented the only true path in this dark forest."First Style of Ember: Pleasant Flower!"His ki exploded into passionate red flames around his sword and he twirled like a tornado unleashed by the gods.Covering all angles, his sword destroyed everything in sight...that was what he thought!By the time he noticed it, it was too late. A grey light invaded his inner circle. No, it had been there since!The origin of the grey light, the masked man, released an upward kick with such momentum that it felt like it was mightier than the heavens.*Clink* As the heel of the masked man's leg connected with Knight Villiame's chin, the latter felt a thousand electric sparks break out from his straightened spine.His world dulled and his breathing quickened in less than a second.Blood rushed into his eyes, his other orifices, and some forcefully rushed out of his mouth. In just one exchange, he was painted red by a single kick.Yet, that was not all. Reve was not pulling his punches.He appeared beside the kneeling knight and drove a punch into his chest. The knight's armour prevented the punch from being effective but Reve seemed to not care about that.The madlad released a left punch and quickly retracted it, pushing all the momentum into a right punch.This time, a deep dent that connected with Knight Villiame's ribbons appeared on the chest armor.Before Reve could continue his barrage of punches, Knight Villiame mercilessly ignored his injuries and grabbed the masked man by the wrist.With a body flick, he threw Reve far away. The knight aimed his sword at Reve, "Second Style of Ember: Light of Ember!"A stream of fiery red energy shot out of his blade, heading for Reve. It proved to be faster than what Reve could deal with as the latter quickly became engulfed in a constant stream of hot flames.Reve erected his force barriers to protect himself but due to the nature of the attack being mystical rather than physical in nature, it could only do so much.His body brightened up as he faced the radiation of the flames. He reckoned that if he hadn't used his force barriers, he would be akin to the grilled chicken served during dinner.'I have to stop this!' Review thought amidst the immeasurable pain.Suddenly, the constant stream of red energy flickered off for one second. It activated back again but this time it was weaker.Seconds after seconds, it's effect reduced until it shockingly disappeared.Knight Villiame coughed out blood. He looked at his trembling hands and the way the red liquid meshed the sands of the earth on his fingers.Knight Villiame leaned on his sword. His mind flashed back.He could see the smile of his lord and young master as they waited for his victorious return, "I can't stop here!"
