Chapter 820: Volume 25 - 7 Entering the Internet
Leclerc, slightly tilting his body to the side, avoided the fierce strike from Shatima,—his gleaming knight spear suddenly lifted from the flank, striking against her Dragon Spear shaft. The restrained fighting qi then burst forth explosively, colliding with the incoming Frost Fighting Qi.
The powerful recoil shocked Leclerc’s heart, and his hands were numb, not having anticipated such astonishing strength from this woman, who also possessed fighting qi capabilities. Her Frost Fighting Qi had reached a level almost equal to his own, but what Leclerc couldn’t understand was the intense cold force brought by her Frost Fighting Qi—so strong that he had to continuously activate his own Yuan Force inside his body to counteract the bone-penetrating cold.
In Leclerc’s experience, fighting qi was generally achieved by relying on the levels of martial power to defeat an opponent, thus mostly relying on neutral fighting qi. While such qi could indeed harm an opponent through its additional properties, in reality, these properties posed little threat to the experts. Moreover, pursuing these properties excessively could impede a cultivator’s own progress unless born with exceptional traits, falling into the folly of forsaking the fundamental.
However, the level of power of this woman had greatly exceeded his expectations, and the uniqueness of her frost properties had also surprised him. This woman was truly not ordinary in any sense—her personality was unusually independent and strong, and so was her combat ability.
Shatima, however, was thrilled. She knew the caliber of her opponent from what Vladimir Koff had told her, and this strike confirmed he indeed had the capabilities allowing her to act without worrying about any consequences. The rapidly circulating Dragon Power within her had instantly elevated her Ice Dragon Fighting Qi to its peak. Unlike the Fighting Qi of ordinary warriors, her Ice Dragon Fighting Qi was not only every bit as strong in attack power but, with its attached properties, could directly incapacitate the opponent during the attack process.
A white, frosty fog spread throughout the courtyard. To his astonishment, Leclerc found his whole body covered in frost, even his eyebrows and beard were lined with ice silk. Every joint and muscle in his body seemed enveloped by a stiffening sensation. Shocked, Leclerc suddenly erupted—his Sacred Fighting Qi flowed through his body like an enlightened eagle spreading its wings. With a backlift of his knight spear, he delivered a fiercely oblique stab to the enemy’s rear side.
Shatima had never expected to subdue one of the finest among the Homer Knights in one strike. In fact, when subduing drunken knights who caused disturbances, Shatima already felt the combat strength of the Homer Knights was not something ordinary as compared to Barbarians or Half-Beast Warriors—even in a drunken state, they could stubbornly resist against the patrol team she led for a considerable time. Although ultimately, they had to succumb to her absolute martial power, Shatima also recognized the formidable collective strength of this group; no wonder Fran had entrusted her with the task of successfully bringing this force willingly under Komer’s control.
A vigorous and swift backlift, the knight spear brought up a surge of fierce wind sweeping across, while Shatima’s Dragon Spear was met with a roaring fierce wind. The clashing of metals created a surprisingly pleasant tremor in the chilly air—the colliding forces merged like a monstrous wave in the sky and then rolled out in all directions.
Leclerc, sliding effortlessly to the side, only then stabilized himself. This straightforward strike made him truly recognize Shatima’s strength. At the same time, Shatima also no longer harbored any hope of luck; Leclerc’s strike made her realize that defeating him merely with her human strength was unrealistic unless she resorted to some tricks.
Without hesitation, Shatima’s body suddenly spun from a crouched position. Her Dragon Spear swept a wave after wave of fighting qi towards Leclerc’s standing position. Meanwhile, Shatima, springing up, nimbly shifted her form in the air, her beautifully wild body contour curiously distorted at that moment.
Leclerc, his face a mask of sternness, tilted and turned sideways. His knight spear suddenly planted into the ground, his body lightly gliding past the sweeping fighting qi. The bone-chilling cold nearly caused him to lose his grip on the knight spear. As his body flipped in the air, the planted knight spear burst up, hurling countless stones and mud towards Shatima, clawing at him.