"I am part of the system!", his voice boomed as the white clothed youth"s hand flashed in front of him. A seal was swiftly formed by his finger, and the sword in his hand left his grasp.Under Fell"s shocked watch, the sword quietly hovered in front of the white clothed youth. Another seal was executed by Fell"s opponent, and the flying sword pierced through the air and flew in the direction of Fell"s position.
The speed of the attack shook Fell to the core of his soul as he had never heard about such feats. He readied himself as he resumed the movement of his legs, and dashed toward the left as he began avoiding the flying sword"s trajectory. Unfortunately for the cultivator from New Casablanca, the flying sword seemed to follow his every move and redirected itself in his pursuit. Dodging the attacks wasn"t enough.
Fell didn"t hesitate an instant to activate "Ghostly Stutter", and a trail of red soil appeared behind his evasive steps. The flying sword behind him followed with even more speed as it began closing the gap with his back. "What the h.e.l.l is this flying sword!?", he thought as he felt a shudder traverse his body.
Trusting his instincts, he stopped in his run instantaneously and dodged to the side without any hesitation. The piercing tip of a sword missed him by a narrow margin and wasn"t far from piercing through his skull. After missing him, the flying weapon flew forward toward the white clothed youth before circling around him like an excited puppy.
"Your reflexes aren"t too shabby.", a soft voice entered through Fell"s ear as he got up from the ground. He couldn"t help but feel annoyed by the man"s commentary and stopped himself from rushing forward like a mad man. He patted the dust on his clothes, and carefully watched for any movement from the flying sword while slowly advancing.
He knew that against such an opponent who relied on controlling the pace of the fight, he needed utmost calmness, or else he would just end up playing in his opponent"s hand. Fell calmly advanced with minute motions from his feet, albeit at a snail pace, he continued closing the gap between his current position and his opponent. The white clothed youth ignored his action, a smug smile appeared on his slender jaw, and he seemed to be mocking Fell for his old antics.
But neither opponents broke the situation. Fell cautiously treaded one inch at a time as he didn"t saw any movement from the white clothed youth. He could hear his own heart beat through his chest, and adrenaline awakened his senses as his mind knew that his current opponent was far more dangerous than the black skeleton.
"Not moving anymore?", the white clothed youth opened his lips to humor Fell"s current action. "Well, I want to see you run again!", he explained. A smug grin appeared on his face while executing a seal with both hands.
A white color appeared on the surface of the flying sword before darting forward. Its speed nearly tripled as it crossed the distance that separated it from Fell in an instant.
To the contrary of what the white clothed youth expected; Fell didn"t move back but advanced toward the flying sword, and his running form was different from what it was before. His torso was nearly perpendicular to the ground, and his leg would traverse a large distance every step.
"Running on all four? Are you some kind of animal?", an annoying calm voice entered Fell"s ears. His sword was tightly clenched in his hand as he advanced toward the flying sword.
In the last moment before the impact, he shifted his weight and changed his trajectory. The flying sword followed suit, but all of that was part of Fell"s plan as he repeated his last action. In a fluid yet savage motion, his body waved to the right and the flying sword followed suit. During the second weight shifting, Fell"s arm snapped as his sword flew in an upward angle. The edge of his sword cut through the air in front of him. It made contact with the flying sword that was in the process of changing its trajectory.
"Oh-", the white clothed youth"s lips opened in surprise as he saw his sword get swatted to the side by Fell. Yet his eyes were still calm as he saw Fell rush through him while his flying sword weakly hovered like a fly. Fell"s eyes burned with intent as he couldn"t hold himself any more, he felt like his blood would flow backward if he didn"t cut through the white clothed youth"s smug smile.
Under his fierce rush, his boots had broken down due to activating "Solary Dive" to the maximum speed he could attain. In an instant, he appeared in front of the immortal looking youth and executed a fierce slash toward the neck of the barehanded man. All along, Fell"s enemy kept that same smug smirk on his tender face, and his eyes were frighteningly calm as he gazed Fell"s sword approach dangerously his neck.
His lips opened, and he murmured an odd sentence that Fell didn"t hear, his hand also moved and executed dozens of seals in a split second. Shadows even appeared due to the high speed of his execution, and several seals were superimposed onto it. Then came something that Fell didn"t expect; his ears were flooded with a buzzing sound similar to vibrating steel.
From his peripheral field of view came an abnormal golden colored flash of light. He then heard a sound that he had never heard once in his life, but even with that, he knew perfectly what it was and could even hear that the sound was dangerously approaching his position.
All of that happened during his slash, the one that was aimed at the white clothed youth"s neck. A flying sword buzzed at it pierced through the air. He knew that he didn"t have time to retract his movement and could only push forward.