Chapter 863: Volume 27: Sudden Storm Arising, - 4: Killing to No Avail
When the thick and heavy Dragon Spear wrapped in fierce qi energy swept over, the Dwarven Obese Knight realized that his opponent had already entered combat mode, completely disregarding the normative code of knights—this strike was a classic example of a sneak attack!
Whether it was a sneak attack or a fair fight, at this point, feelings like anger, annoyance, disdain, and hatred could not change the current situation. Shatima was quite smart to a certain extent; Solonberg’s failure had deeply affected her, and she didn’t want to end her journey in Marco as disgracefully as Solonberg had. Unlike the knights, she did not have their painstaking hesitations. To defeat her opponent, any means were perfectly acceptable. The human tendency to judge by appearances was not a problem for her. For Shatima, a lethal strike was indeed the most appropriate outcome.
Before even making a move, the Dragon Spear had already focused on the full strength of Shatima. She had not cultivated any Fighting Qi, but the innate Dragon Power that came with being part of the Dragon Clan was enough to make her look down on any opponent who dared to challenge her in terms of martial power. The full-length bin iron Dragon Spear, as thick as a duck egg, made all the knight’s weapons look inferior—not even the axe-spear of the Dwarven Obese Knight was an exception. With a boom as if thunder were rolling, just as the Dwarven Obese Knight was grinding his teeth and cursing this shameless fellow, the thick and heavy spearhead of the Dragon Spear had already forcefully made its appearance in front of him.
At that moment, the Dwarven Obese Knight’s figure became more graceful and agile than a ballet dancer on ice, with a beautiful twist and dodge, the surging momentum of the Dragon Spear missed entirely.
Shatima daintily gave her opponent a gesture of appreciation with her left hand, capable of dodging her attack which had already covered a radius of ten feet around it in such a sudden situation—it must be said that the flight technique of this Dwarven Obese Knight had reached quite a high level. Her right hand violently pulled back the butt of the Dragon Spear, the missed spearhead like a twisting, retaliating poison dragon, the fierce qi energy instantly reversed and spirally, tightly clamping onto the swiftly fleeing silhouette of the Dwarven Obese Knight.
Seemingly lifted by the powerful force of the Dragon Spear, Shatima’s figure danced elegantly in the air, the heavy iron armor not affecting her nimble form at all, her figure volleying towards locked securely onto the dodging Dwarven Obese Knight amid the air vortex.
The Phantom Silver Axe Spear in the hands of the Dwarven Obese Knight deftly spun out several beautiful spear flowers, silver lotuses lifting from the ground into the air wave after wave, with the bin iron Dragon Spear fiercely plunging down like a roaring mad dragon, the two waves of fierce wind finally completed their first official clash since the engagement began.
The wild and fierce energy collided within two swirling shadows—one black and the other silver-gray—mixing with a series of metallic clangs and sparks. The two different forces of air tangled and rotated together, emitting a sharp screech.
Like a butterfly suddenly caught in a downpour, Shatima’s light figure was hit outwards for fifteen feet before stabilizing in mid-air. Her pretty face turned from red to white, then from white to bluish, eventually becoming pale. The water-like glint in her eyes revealed a snake-like hiss of anger, firmly fixing her gaze on her opponent. Even having the advantage of a surprise attack and upper hand, she still did not achieve the expected result. A one-strike kill was merely a beautiful illusion. The prestige of a Heavenly Knight was built on countless fierce combats of blood and fire, and even under such a disadvantage, Shatima’s full-bodied dragon-powered charge had still failed to succeed.
However, the Dwarven Obese Knight did not gain much benefit either, his bulky body continuously moving sideways and backwards on the ground to mitigate the huge impact of the Dragon Spear’s fierce strike. No matter how intricate the spear technique, it ultimately had to be resolved by a comparison of strength. With his opponent having an absolute advantage, no matter how he maneuvered to evade this strike, he could never achieve his wish. The knight left a series of footprints on the hard stone slab, sinking half an inch into the floor surface, indicating the immense pressure the Dwarven Obese Knight had endured in that collision, and leaving him even more disheveled, his knight boots’ soles completely worn away.
Taking a few deep breaths to stabilize the wildly beating heart in his chest, a sense of errant airflow transmitted faintly through his body’s meridians, indicating that his body had sustained damage from the overwhelming force of that strike. The Dwarven Obese Knight was somewhat astonished; his opponent’s strike had been purely physical without any Fighting Qi, and his own Light Fighting Qi rebound had no effect whatsoever. Was this guy naturally super strong?