Dark Magus Returns



711 Qi Armour

Ricktor still didn't know why the statue was now in front of them and was helping them out, but he did know who the statue belonged to.

After the statue had successfully blocked the attack from Crine on the first hit, Crine wasted no time lifting his hand and swirling water around his fist. As he went to punch the statue to the side, the statue itself swung its sword down in an explosive manner and met the attack head-on. Qi shockwaves were sent pulsating out.

"This thing, it's clearly not human," Crine commented. "And just now, it used the Erupting Fist Clan sword technique but at a high middle-stage Qi warrior level. No wonder you guys were so confident!"

The statue started to strike forward using more of the Erupting Fist Clan techniques. Crine, taking the matter warily, was blocking each of the attacks. Water was flowing up from beneath his feet as he blocked them and took opportunities to strike the warrior where he could.

When an opening was seen toward its stomach, the statue reacted with another fist technique combined with a half-step footwork, hitting the fist straight ahead. After the two fists collided, Crine felt the edge of his knuckles hurt slightly.

"The blocked attack-some of the Qi came through. That technique wasn't the Erupting Fist... that felt more like a demonic technique. Just what is this statue? It knows so many techniques and has such strength. No wonder you students were confident in fighting us."

Ricktor and Mada had yet to move in on the fight; they had already been hurt by Crine. On top of that, Ricktor was trying to figure out why the statue was helping them, but thinking back to who the statue belonged to, he thought it would be fine.

'It's her. Out of all of those idiots, she is the only one who knows what she's doing. So if she's given us this statue, then we need to use it as a gift, Ricktor thought, clenching his sword tighter.

He looked toward Mada, and he nodded as well. Even though the statue was here, they didn't want to leave it to fight alone; this was their own personal business they needed to deal with.

Crine, now fully aware of the extent of the statue's powers and its Qi level, began to change his approach. The water that had far reached out and surrounded where Mada and Ricktor were standing was moving back, all of it moving back toward Crine.

Lifting both of his hands up, water started to spiral around them, then the water encased both of Crine's legs until it solidified. Now covering Crine's legs, it looked like he was wearing strange blue-colored armor.

It was strange to see on a Pagna warrior unless they were wearing some type of artifact that gave them more power. It was even stranger to see visual Qi being condensed down to look like this. In fact, some didn't even know it was possible.

"Can visual Qi do this?" Mada asked.

"You're saying you never saw your father do this before?" Ricktor said.

Right after, Crine charged forward. As he moved his feet, it looked like he was kicking off pools

of water. Then with his fist with the swirling water, he bashed right into the statue, which blocked with its sword.

A spiral of water continued to form and pushed the statue further back, but the statue was incredibly strong, swinging its sword and disregarding its Qi. This statue had the strength of many strong individuals now.

Both Crine and the statue charged forward, each with powerful Qi in their steps. The Qi was being sent out to those standing next to them, and in terms of level of Qi, this was the fight with the most fierce and highest amount so far.

As the sword clashed with Crine's kick, the large amounts of Qi waved out, filtering into the other battles that were going on elsewhere, causing them to turn their heads at what was happening,

They were surprised to see Crine in this particular form. Only the other Dark Faction Clan heads knew about it, and the last time it was used was to cement his position in his fight against Suzan for the clan head position.

This meant he was going all out now, and they were even more surprised by the opponent he was going up against.

"That statuc, isn't that the same one as before, the one that I destroyed, yet it's still like this, and it seems as if it's even stronger, Murkel thought. "I shouldn't have to worry, though. Crine will deal with it!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The clash between the statue and Crine continued with each of them giving their full-strength swings. Neither one seemed to be backing down. Hit after hit, block after block, without a single one faltering.

"I guess this means that he was going easy on us this entire time," Ricktor commented. "It's typical. I mean, he would have beaten us before he even used this form, but it sucks knowing this, right?"

Mada didn't say anything and instead was just looking at the fight ahead.

"Are you waiting for a chance to jump in?" Ricktor asked. "I'm happy to know that you have gotten over your fear, but jumping in the middle of that could get us both killed."

"The statue... it's strong, but it's just a statue at the end of the day. Can't you see what's happening to it?" Mada said.

As they looked closely, they could both see small parts of rubble falling off the statue as the waves of Qi hit it. If the statue broke, then who around them could go up against Crine? "Right, I guess this whole thing has been crazy, and going in the middle of all of that doesn't seem so crazy anymore." Ricktor smiled. "Well then, this is your fight, so the least you should do is lead the way. Let's kill your father because we need to get mine next, and since I helped you, you need to help me."