Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 705 A New Generation

705 A New Generation

Ricktor was beginning to understand the gap between him and Crine, a clan leader of one of the top five clans. Becoming a middle-stage warrior had closed the gap, but only by a fraction of the difference between them.

'Both Murkel and Crine's control over their Qi, it's as if their visual Qi has actually become a part of their power to be used, rather than just focusing on certain moves and techniques. Both of them have focused on the powers their Qi can bring them.

'Murkel with learning the deep properties of the Dark Qi and using it to attract attacks like some type of gravity, and then Crine with his use of his visual water Qi. Neither of these is something that I will be able to learn and apply in this fight, so how am I supposed to win this?'

Not only was he trying to come up with a way to win, but he was still in the middle of the fight with Crine. He was looking at the steps on the floor and he could see areas bubbling.

As the water moved, he reacted at the same time, swinging his sword, crashing through the water before it raised from the ground. Another pillar of spiraling water had come out to hit him, but he swung his sword right through the center, blocking that as well.

'If I keep moving, then it will be hard for him to hit me, and then I might find an opportunity!' Ricktor thought as he started to run in circles. He didn't get far until a wave of water exploded right in front of him.

He had stopped in time, stepping back, but from the side, another large spiral of water had come out. He blocked it with his sword but wasn't able to strike through the water this time.

As he was hit, his legs were being dragged through the water, and they had created a type of wave with the water splitting in two halves by his feet. When the water rose in the air, it looked calm until it stopped as if frozen.

Ricktor noticed it as the attack stopped pushing him back, and he was surrounded by water on either side. He looked ahead at Crine.

"You were never once worried about me, were you?" Ricktor said as he saw the water creeping in.

"Not one bit," Crine said as he closed his hands as if he was clapping them, and the water followed.

It gushed in on Ricktor from both sides, hardening and spiraling in multiple places. It was like several fists coming out right at Ricktor. He blocked around two of them, but he was pounded strongly by the water exploding on his body as it hit.

With each pound, he protected himself with as much Qi as possible, and eventually, the attacks stopped. Ricktor stood there looking strong until he let out a small cough, and blood slipped out from his mouth.

He quickly wiped it away with his sleeve and looked at the red mark left behind.

"What a disappointing sight, seeing my own blood."

Only a few bits of the visual water had hit the top of Ricktor's head before he landed back on the ground again.

"Very good, but I can tell that took a lot out of you," Crine said as water raised from the floor again and was coming right for Ricktor as he had dropped his guard just after finishing his attack.

The water was going through the air and then started to slow down, and stopped falling back to the floor. The water attacks had disappeared, yet the water Qi on the floor and around was still there.

"It took you long enough to finally make a move," Ricktor said as he saw the ripples in the water and could see Mada approaching him.

"I can't do much," Mada said as he was intensely concentrating while walking, similar to as if he was cultivating. "But the two of us come from the same clan, so if there is something he can do, I should at least be able to do something on similar grounds, right?"

Mada was imitating his father's visual Qi and was doing it in a way to at least suppress his father's attacks. He couldn't spread his Qi as far and wide and huge, perhaps couldn't cause attacks to appear like his father could around his opponent.

What he could do was at least use his Qi of the Flowing Force Clan to suppress the visual water Qi around them from being activated.

This is what he was currently doing, creating his own area of small visual Qi, which was stopping his father's work that was so spread out.

"I don't know how long I'll be able to stop him for, and if he uses his attacks, I'll stop them again, so you just need to concentrate on taking my father out," Mada stated.

"You mean you don't want to be the one to do it? I guess this will count as both our handiwork since we couldn't do it alone," Ricktor replied back.

"Hey, save your strength, because after we're done with him, we still have to get rid of your father as well," Mada replied.

"Ha!" A loud chuckle came from Crine. "This is all you can do, my useless son has joined the fight, and now he thinks things have suddenly changed. Just how naive you are. Soon you will be back on the floor. I brought you into this world, and now I'm going to take you out of it!"

"No," Mada said as he readied himself. "Both of us won't fall here. We are a new generation. Everyone on this arena floor is here to get rid of the old and make a change!"

Ricktor looked at Mada. He could tell that he had gained some confidence. He didn't know where from, but it was good to have. There was one thing that always bothered him: Mada had no clue how special he was.

He didn't realize that what he had just done, as an initial stage warrior, in using visual Qi that way, was an amazing feat.

"Let's do this!"