Chapter 742: The Oriole Behind
Motherfucker! Ye Qing swore inside his head. The strange man hadn’t just stolen his Magia Fruit, he was obviously trying to kill him through the Magia Tree as well.
Although the Magia Tree allowed anyone and everyone to pluck its Magia Fruits, they were deathly afraid of getting hurt. Anyone who attacked it or hurt it would earn its eternal ire, and it would not stop until it had slain its attacker.
That was what the strange man had done. He had redirected his attack onto the Magia Tree so that the Stranger would do his dirty work for him.
If the Magia Tree’s trials were just a breeze, then the assault Ye Qing was currently weathering was a storm.
Ye Qing was defending himself using the “Impetus of Tai Chi”, and for several times, he was able to charge out of the Magia Tre’s attack range. However, every time he was moments away from departing the floating island, he would encounter all sorts of obstacles. One time, the air became as sticky as a swamp, and his steps became painfully slow. Another time, he began reversing back to the Magia Tree as if his momentum was somehow being reversed. He was also beset by more mundane obstacles such as a thick fog that was difficult to navigate through or a spatial lockdown that pinned him in place.
“You piece of—! Do I look like a saint to you?”
He was annoyed enough that his prize was snatched away by an oriole, and now the damn tree wouldn’t let him go no matter what! A dark flame began to burn inside his heart.
A steely glint flashed in Ye Qing’s eyes as the tai chi circle around him neutralized or redirected the storm of Magia elsewhere. Then, he charged toward the Magia Tree instead.
Seemingly noticing the threat he posed, the Magia Tree grew even more violent than before. The wind howled, the rain poured, the purple qi boiled, the mountains and rivers shook, the stars and moon fell, the nine suns aligned in the sky… It unleashed even deadlier Magia at Ye Qing all at once.