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Path of martial arts: leaked sneak peaks, and discussing thread
- Thread starter Foulwarden
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How could he write when he'd just been shot?
I can't live in a world where the dude with half a golden seed gets to sprout before we do.
Then again, is Ruo's golden seed complete or not? I didn't get the implications of the scene where he yells a rock in half.
**** was cringe as **** man this guy is cringey, almost impossible for him to be on the screen and not do or say something cringe
A better way for the battle to is this
Ruo has already advanced into PH whether this was a while before the fight or not that long ago does not matter
The fight begins.
...and neither of them moves, both of them seem to be taunting the other daring them to make the first move.
Perhaps out of boredom or perhaps out of excitment,
The Celestial heir charges,an immediate attempt on the opponents neck, But the Wu, not being a coward,matches the charge.
Not slowing down, the sword grazes his neck, a small scratch but not one to let an insult go and with the distance so minimal and mometum so high. He palms her stomach and she... doesn't so much as flinch, but they both fall back.
They both look in each other's eye.
"Should we begin?"
"We should."
And the fight proper truly starts
The moment after the words being said they charge yet again, but this time, faster.
in the middle they meet and in the middle they clash, for every slash a palm, a thrust a kick. With a rythm akin to dance they follow their own beat and attempt to break the other's.
Hundreds of exchanges are preformed, at times The God has the advantage, other the dragon, however neither seem to be able to keep it for long.
///////
Admist the exchange you feel something inside, your heart is beating in a manner that is oh so familliar, a feeling no true Martial Artist can mistake
A Rebirth
//
You chuckle to yourself, ascending admist battle, just like before? Only you are able to do twice. No one can do it, none at all, except for your damned equal, neither of you are able to get an edge of the other.
//
One blessed by the heavens the other a god, how could you expect any less?
You could ascend, become xiantian and with single flick win.
But at same time, why would you do it?
Why would you advance? To be able to finish this fight?
Any Xiantian, no matter how weak is able to defeat any Houtian no matter how strong.
And What? are you incabable of defeating that ant without a breakthrough.
NO YOU WILL NOT ADVANCE.
YOU WILL DEFEAT THAT BASTARD WITH YOUR OWN SKILL AND STRENGTH, NOT THROUGH ASCENDING
//
So you push down your forming aura, and The battle continues, But you do notice the suprise of some elders, of course they would be.
//
Again and Again the fight speeds up, and again and aging you supress your aura
//
"This quite funby" says an elder sipping his tea
His disciple asking, "funny?" Refilling his master's cup
The elder snorts
"Use your senses child, you have undergone your second rebirth, you should know what it looks like, what it feels like" he critizies.
The disciple focuses his senses and shcok apears on his face then he sits down, slouches and and covers his face in shame
"So many years to form my aura" lamenting his meaningless efforts
"I had failed to form my aura once and my dao heart almost shattered"
"Yet both reject to form it?"
Deciding to take this chacne to eligten his disciple
"They both want to defeat the other at their current state, both are thinking the same thoughts, the both will travel the same martial journy, even far into the future, they will still be rivals"
The disciple thinks thoughtfully and decides to add
"They truly are sharing the path of martial arts."
He is killed by a rouge lightening bolt
Ruo has already advanced into PH whether this was a while before the fight or not that long ago does not matter
The fight begins.
...and neither of them moves, both of them seem to be taunting the other daring them to make the first move.
Perhaps out of boredom or perhaps out of excitment,
The Celestial heir charges,an immediate attempt on the opponents neck, But the Wu, not being a coward,matches the charge.
Not slowing down, the sword grazes his neck, a small scratch but not one to let an insult go and with the distance so minimal and mometum so high. He palms her stomach and she... doesn't so much as flinch, but they both fall back.
They both look in each other's eye.
"Should we begin?"
"We should."
And the fight proper truly starts
The moment after the words being said they charge yet again, but this time, faster.
in the middle they meet and in the middle they clash, for every slash a palm, a thrust a kick. With a rythm akin to dance they follow their own beat and attempt to break the other's.
Hundreds of exchanges are preformed, at times The God has the advantage, other the dragon, however neither seem to be able to keep it for long.
///////
Admist the exchange you feel something inside, your heart is beating in a manner that is oh so familliar, a feeling no true Martial Artist can mistake
A Rebirth
//
You chuckle to yourself, ascending admist battle, just like before? Only you are able to do twice. No one can do it, none at all, except for your damned equal, neither of you are able to get an edge of the other.
//
One blessed by the heavens the other a god, how could you expect any less?
You could ascend, become xiantian and with single flick win.
But at same time, why would you do it?
Why would you advance? To be able to finish this fight?
Any Xiantian, no matter how weak is able to defeat any Houtian no matter how strong.
And What? are you incabable of defeating that ant without a breakthrough.
NO YOU WILL NOT ADVANCE.
YOU WILL DEFEAT THAT BASTARD WITH YOUR OWN SKILL AND STRENGTH, NOT THROUGH ASCENDING
//
So you push down your forming aura, and The battle continues, But you do notice the suprise of some elders, of course they would be.
//
Again and Again the fight speeds up, and again and aging you supress your aura
//
"This quite funby" says an elder sipping his tea
His disciple asking, "funny?" Refilling his master's cup
The elder snorts
"Use your senses child, you have undergone your second rebirth, you should know what it looks like, what it feels like" he critizies.
The disciple focuses his senses and shcok apears on his face then he sits down, slouches and and covers his face in shame
"So many years to form my aura" lamenting his meaningless efforts
"I had failed to form my aura once and my dao heart almost shattered"
"Yet both reject to form it?"
Deciding to take this chacne to eligten his disciple
"They both want to defeat the other at their current state, both are thinking the same thoughts, the both will travel the same martial journy, even far into the future, they will still be rivals"
The disciple thinks thoughtfully and decides to add
"They truly are sharing the path of martial arts."
He is killed by a rouge lightening bolt
In any case if i were to implement it, i would make as a choice between battle phases after a certain point like
Phase 1 if you lose you die
Phase 2 if you lose you ascend
"Do you want to ascend?"
Yes
>no
Phase 3 if you lose you ascend
You survived, ruo becomes xaintian and you can mock her by ascendibg and sayjng that they needed yk ascend to have a chance at defeating you
Phase 1 if you lose you die
Phase 2 if you lose you ascend
"Do you want to ascend?"
Yes
>no
Phase 3 if you lose you ascend
You survived, ruo becomes xaintian and you can mock her by ascendibg and sayjng that they needed yk ascend to have a chance at defeating you
I habk seniors praise and his ability to read the whole thing so fast, surely yoj did right?
I just actually respect the fact you wrote all that. I wouldn't wipe my *** with that writing (affectionate)
And yeah I did read it
Arigato
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By the way, was this intentional or not?
because the elder going like:
"Funby."
Was nice to imagine, with the disciple being confused at his elder with dementia
(I guess I just make my own fun with whatever I read lol)
No no it was not <(˘ ˘ ˘)>
Wasnt it started that mc won't have an aura like a typical ma?
Can't left without the grand finale:
"Do you have ball knowledge?"
•“No... sniff sniff... I want to breakthrough,”
>•“
”And as you observe the Celestial Princess pass through her Second Rebirth you can't help but smile. Tang Ruo, your rival, whose existence the damnable heavens schemed to conceive, just like you. A scheme for a scheme. The thought infuriates you, a feeling inherited from your previous six million years fighting against it.
Nevertheless, you shake the sentiment off as Tang Ruo completes her rebirth. Adjusting your stance, you don't have time for contemplation anymore; time to pay for the humiliation of four years ago...
Strength&Agility&Constitution&Perception …
(200&200&200&200/200)And don't take long to understand that relying on your innate pride wasn't the most intelligence choice; You're losing, and losing badly.
Despite all your own prowess, all your training, your Dao Seed whose perfect all possible movements, you understand that brawling with the now Xiantian Ruo is a impossible task for your current self.
Against any other Early-Xiantian, you could've held your own. Perhaps, even against the weaker side of the Middle stage of Xiantian you could try your luck. But how naive of you, Wu Shen, to think Tang Ruo out of all would be bound by such limits.
Her speed seems to have increased by tenfold. Her strength now enough to ragdoll you through the whole town created specifically for this match.
Slashes rain over you, dozens of thousands of them in the time of a breath. And despite your own monstrous speed you're slashed, pierced, sliced. Your innate Regeneration at its exhausting limit.
You soon understand you cannot keep it physical, for your I-star body cannot match Ruo's Xiantian self. So you change to the approach where you can be at the upper hand: Dao.
Spell Power …
(200/200)-50 Qi
And your Dao Seed brims with joy. With a thought you're teleported, now Ten Li away from Ruo. But you don't relax, as you know it wouldn't take more than the snap of a finger for Ruo to close such distance.
With a quick enchantment you expand your spatial senses, covering the whole town. And as you notice Ruo approaching at an alarming speed, you concentrate your mind.
-50 Qi
Performing mudras you call for the sharpness of the wind, using your Space Dao to not let it travel, as it'd be stupid, but to invoke them over your target. Hundreds, Thousands of slashes... Tang Ruo still manages to avoid the majority of them, but, you note with your senses, she still is affected, although barely.
Understanding it won't be enough, you expand the target; millions of wind blades destroying all the surroundings. Blood drips from your nose, your conscience fading, yet you don't let it go. Reducing what was before a whole town to now has nothing more than dust.
Panting you observe transfixed as the damnable lizard continues her charge after your onslaught. Bloodied and battered, yet not less fearsome. You tap your toes in the ground, propelling yourself to the sky with the wind.
-100 Qi
Before Ruo can use her newfound powers from the Second Rebirth to fly, you raise your hand; calling for your loyal Dao Seed again. The surge of power is so intense it cannot be held, you bright as a second sun in the skies.
You smile maniacally as you summon your Heavenly-Palm, one peerless in power, one with half-a-Li in length. Casting its shadow over the wreckage. And as you order it to destroy Ruo, she does the same; performing her Ultimate Art, sword of Heavens.
As both spells collide, the sheer power realised could make a particularly weak Early-Xiantian faint, let alone all Houtians you faced before.
But you seem to have miscalculated, Wu Shen. Despite your monstrous power, despite your peerless prowess with the Dao; Tang Ruo uses her newly developed Aura to overcome the contest, slicing amidst your spell and then, yourself...
And as your severed body falls to the ground you curse yourself, summoning all your Regenerative power to recover, an useless effort. Understanding your situation you damn your own recklessness, for denying the Breakthrough and resulting in your defeat, for now it's too late.
As your body hits the ground and you lose your conscience, a voice, one familiar to you, raises from the depths of your mind in mocking tone...
ЄMƁƛƦƦƛƧƧƖƝƓ...
(Niki revealed me it all in the DM guys, trust)
BROOOOO YOUR MAKING ME LOOK BAAAADCan't left without the grand finale:
"Do you have ball knowledge?"
•“No... sniff sniff... I want to breakthrough,”
>•“View attachment 40385”
And as you observe the Celestial Princess pass through her Second Rebirth you can't help but smile. Tang Ruo, your rival, whose existence the damnable heavens schemed to conceive, just like you. A scheme for a scheme. The thought infuriates you, a feeling inherited from your previous six million years fighting against it.
Nevertheless, you shake the sentiment off as Tang Ruo completes her rebirth. Adjusting your stance, you don't have time for contemplation anymore; time to pay for the humiliation of four years ago...
Strength&Agility&Constitution&Perception …
And don't take long to understand that relying on your innate pride wasn't the most intelligence choice; You're losing, and losing badly.
Despite all your own prowess, all your training, your Dao Seed whose perfect all possible movements, you understand that brawling with the now Xiantian Ruo is a impossible task for your current self.
Against any other Early-Xiantian, you could've held your own. Perhaps, even against the weaker side of the Middle stage of Xiantian you could try your luck. But how naive of you, Wu Shen, to think Tang Ruo out of all would be bound by such limits.
Her speed seems to have increased by tenfold. Her strength now enough to ragdoll you through the whole town created specifically for this match.
Slashes rain over you, dozens of thousands of them in the time of a breath. And despite your own monstrous speed you're slashed, pierced, sliced. Your innate Regeneration at its exhausting limit.
You soon understand you cannot keep it physical, for your I-star body cannot match Ruo's Xiantian self. So you change to the approach where you can be at the upper hand: Dao.
Spell Power …
-50 Qi
And your Dao Seed brims with joy. With a thought you're teleported, now Ten Li away from Ruo. But you don't relax, as you know it wouldn't take more than the snap of a finger for Ruo to close such distance.
With a quick enchantment you expand your spatial senses, covering the whole town. And as you notice Ruo approaching at an alarming speed, you concentrate your mind.
-50 Qi
Performing mudras you call for the sharpness of the wind, using your Space Dao to not let it travel, as it'd be stupid, but to invoke them over your target. Hundreds, Thousands of slashes... Tang Ruo still manages to avoid the majority of them, but, you note with your senses, she still is affected, although barely.
Understanding it won't be enough, you expand the target; millions of wind blades destroying all the surroundings. Blood drips from your nose, your conscience fading, yet you don't let it go. Reducing what was before a whole town to now has nothing more than dust.
Panting you observe transfixed as the damnable lizard continues her charge after your onslaught. Bloodied and battered, yet not less fearsome. You tap your toes in the ground, propelling yourself to the sky with the wind.
-100 Qi
Before Ruo can use her newfound powers from the Second Rebirth to fly, you raise your hand; calling for your loyal Dao Seed again. The surge of power is so intense it cannot be held, you bright as a second sun in the skies.
You smile maniacally as you summon your Heavenly-Palm, one peerless in power, one with half-a-Li in length. Casting its shadow over the wreckage. And as you order it to destroy Ruo, she does the same; performing her Ultimate Art, sword of Heavens.
As both spells collide, the sheer power realised could make a particularly weak Early-Xiantian faint, let alone all Houtians you faced before.
But you seem to have miscalculated, Wu Shen. Despite your monstrous power, despite your peerless prowess with the Dao; Tang Ruo uses her newly developed Aura to overcome the contest, slicing amidst your spell and then, yourself...
And as your severed body falls to the ground you curse yourself, summoning all your Regenerative power to recover, an useless effort. Understanding your situation you damn your own recklessness, for denying the Breakthrough and resulting in your defeat, for now it's too late.
As your body hits the ground and you lose your conscience, a voice, one familiar to you, raises from the depths of your mind in mocking tone...
ЄMƁƛƦƦƛƧƧƖƝƓ...
View attachment 40387
(Niki revealed me it all in the DM guys, trust)
In the end, we're still Wu Fraud after allCan't left without the grand finale:
"Do you have ball knowledge?"
•“No... sniff sniff... I want to breakthrough,”
>•“View attachment 40385”
And as you observe the Celestial Princess pass through her Second Rebirth you can't help but smile. Tang Ruo, your rival, whose existence the damnable heavens schemed to conceive, just like you. A scheme for a scheme. The thought infuriates you, a feeling inherited from your previous six million years fighting against it.
Nevertheless, you shake the sentiment off as Tang Ruo completes her rebirth. Adjusting your stance, you don't have time for contemplation anymore; time to pay for the humiliation of four years ago...
Strength&Agility&Constitution&Perception …
And don't take long to understand that relying on your innate pride wasn't the most intelligence choice; You're losing, and losing badly.
Despite all your own prowess, all your training, your Dao Seed whose perfect all possible movements, you understand that brawling with the now Xiantian Ruo is a impossible task for your current self.
Against any other Early-Xiantian, you could've held your own. Perhaps, even against the weaker side of the Middle stage of Xiantian you could try your luck. But how naive of you, Wu Shen, to think Tang Ruo out of all would be bound by such limits.
Her speed seems to have increased by tenfold. Her strength now enough to ragdoll you through the whole town created specifically for this match.
Slashes rain over you, dozens of thousands of them in the time of a breath. And despite your own monstrous speed you're slashed, pierced, sliced. Your innate Regeneration at its exhausting limit.
You soon understand you cannot keep it physical, for your I-star body cannot match Ruo's Xiantian self. So you change to the approach where you can be at the upper hand: Dao.
Spell Power …
-50 Qi
And your Dao Seed brims with joy. With a thought you're teleported, now Ten Li away from Ruo. But you don't relax, as you know it wouldn't take more than the snap of a finger for Ruo to close such distance.
With a quick enchantment you expand your spatial senses, covering the whole town. And as you notice Ruo approaching at an alarming speed, you concentrate your mind.
-50 Qi
Performing mudras you call for the sharpness of the wind, using your Space Dao to not let it travel, as it'd be stupid, but to invoke them over your target. Hundreds, Thousands of slashes... Tang Ruo still manages to avoid the majority of them, but, you note with your senses, she still is affected, although barely.
Understanding it won't be enough, you expand the target; millions of wind blades destroying all the surroundings. Blood drips from your nose, your conscience fading, yet you don't let it go. Reducing what was before a whole town to now has nothing more than dust.
Panting you observe transfixed as the damnable lizard continues her charge after your onslaught. Bloodied and battered, yet not less fearsome. You tap your toes in the ground, propelling yourself to the sky with the wind.
-100 Qi
Before Ruo can use her newfound powers from the Second Rebirth to fly, you raise your hand; calling for your loyal Dao Seed again. The surge of power is so intense it cannot be held, you bright as a second sun in the skies.
You smile maniacally as you summon your Heavenly-Palm, one peerless in power, one with half-a-Li in length. Casting its shadow over the wreckage. And as you order it to destroy Ruo, she does the same; performing her Ultimate Art, sword of Heavens.
As both spells collide, the sheer power realised could make a particularly weak Early-Xiantian faint, let alone all Houtians you faced before.
But you seem to have miscalculated, Wu Shen. Despite your monstrous power, despite your peerless prowess with the Dao; Tang Ruo uses her newly developed Aura to overcome the contest, slicing amidst your spell and then, yourself...
And as your severed body falls to the ground you curse yourself, summoning all your Regenerative power to recover, an useless effort. Understanding your situation you damn your own recklessness, for denying the Breakthrough and resulting in your defeat, for now it's too late.
As your body hits the ground and you lose your conscience, a voice, one familiar to you, raises from the depths of your mind in mocking tone...
ЄMƁƛƦƦƛƧƧƖƝƓ...
View attachment 40387
(Niki revealed me it all in the DM guys, trust)
Leo Messi is giving me inspiration with his performances. God bless the existence of this man.
This was peak had me in the first half then the second only to end it like thatCan't left without the grand finale:
"Do you have ball knowledge?"
•“No... sniff sniff... I want to breakthrough,”
>•“View attachment 40385”
And as you observe the Celestial Princess pass through her Second Rebirth you can't help but smile. Tang Ruo, your rival, whose existence the damnable heavens schemed to conceive, just like you. A scheme for a scheme. The thought infuriates you, a feeling inherited from your previous six million years fighting against it.
Nevertheless, you shake the sentiment off as Tang Ruo completes her rebirth. Adjusting your stance, you don't have time for contemplation anymore; time to pay for the humiliation of four years ago...
Strength&Agility&Constitution&Perception …
And don't take long to understand that relying on your innate pride wasn't the most intelligence choice; You're losing, and losing badly.
Despite all your own prowess, all your training, your Dao Seed whose perfect all possible movements, you understand that brawling with the now Xiantian Ruo is a impossible task for your current self.
Against any other Early-Xiantian, you could've held your own. Perhaps, even against the weaker side of the Middle stage of Xiantian you could try your luck. But how naive of you, Wu Shen, to think Tang Ruo out of all would be bound by such limits.
Her speed seems to have increased by tenfold. Her strength now enough to ragdoll you through the whole town created specifically for this match.
Slashes rain over you, dozens of thousands of them in the time of a breath. And despite your own monstrous speed you're slashed, pierced, sliced. Your innate Regeneration at its exhausting limit.
You soon understand you cannot keep it physical, for your I-star body cannot match Ruo's Xiantian self. So you change to the approach where you can be at the upper hand: Dao.
Spell Power …
-50 Qi
And your Dao Seed brims with joy. With a thought you're teleported, now Ten Li away from Ruo. But you don't relax, as you know it wouldn't take more than the snap of a finger for Ruo to close such distance.
With a quick enchantment you expand your spatial senses, covering the whole town. And as you notice Ruo approaching at an alarming speed, you concentrate your mind.
-50 Qi
Performing mudras you call for the sharpness of the wind, using your Space Dao to not let it travel, as it'd be stupid, but to invoke them over your target. Hundreds, Thousands of slashes... Tang Ruo still manages to avoid the majority of them, but, you note with your senses, she still is affected, although barely.
Understanding it won't be enough, you expand the target; millions of wind blades destroying all the surroundings. Blood drips from your nose, your conscience fading, yet you don't let it go. Reducing what was before a whole town to now has nothing more than dust.
Panting you observe transfixed as the damnable lizard continues her charge after your onslaught. Bloodied and battered, yet not less fearsome. You tap your toes in the ground, propelling yourself to the sky with the wind.
-100 Qi
Before Ruo can use her newfound powers from the Second Rebirth to fly, you raise your hand; calling for your loyal Dao Seed again. The surge of power is so intense it cannot be held, you bright as a second sun in the skies.
You smile maniacally as you summon your Heavenly-Palm, one peerless in power, one with half-a-Li in length. Casting its shadow over the wreckage. And as you order it to destroy Ruo, she does the same; performing her Ultimate Art, sword of Heavens.
As both spells collide, the sheer power realised could make a particularly weak Early-Xiantian faint, let alone all Houtians you faced before.
But you seem to have miscalculated, Wu Shen. Despite your monstrous power, despite your peerless prowess with the Dao; Tang Ruo uses her newly developed Aura to overcome the contest, slicing amidst your spell and then, yourself...
And as your severed body falls to the ground you curse yourself, summoning all your Regenerative power to recover, an useless effort. Understanding your situation you damn your own recklessness, for denying the Breakthrough and resulting in your defeat, for now it's too late.
As your body hits the ground and you lose your conscience, a voice, one familiar to you, raises from the depths of your mind in mocking tone...
ЄMƁƛƦƦƛƧƧƖƝƓ...
View attachment 40387
(Niki revealed me it all in the DM guys, trust)