Second World Chapter 1728 The Young Replaces the Old

Chapter 1728 Chapter 1728. The Young Replaces the Old

?"Long…," Wong returned the greeting with a growl.

"Why aren't you helping your struggling comrades over there?" Domon asked while pointing at the wall.

"I don't have comrades," Long said. "They are more like… work-mates."

"I'm pretty certain those could be cla.s.sified as the same," Domon returned.

"Hehe, cut the small talk. You two know why I am here. It's time for the young to replace the old."

"I don't disagree, but the way you are doing it is wrong."

"Right or wrong is decided by the winner."

"You want a fight?! I will give you one…!!" Wong didn't waste more time conversing. He rushed ahead while using muscle tendon transformation. His body muscles bulged unnaturally as he punched forward.

Long flapped his dragon wings and dashed to the side, evading Wong's fist.

"I show up using my beast form, so let me warn you before our fight," Long said. "If you are going to continue being stubborn and refuse to use this world's game skills, you will lose miserably."

"Don't be so c.o.c.ky, you punk!" Wong scolded.

"Hehe… Well, even if you do, you will still lose miserably," Long said and lunged at Wong.

Wong planted his feet as he prepared to receive Long's a.s.sault, but Long veered away when the flash of a glaive came slashing.

"Domon…," Wong uttered.

"Don't get carried by pride," Domon said. "We are not his opponent if we fight him one-on-one. He has two cla.s.ses and he is more accustomed to this world's system."

"Hehe, Master Domon, I see that you are much wiser than this stone-headed master of mine," Long said with a chuckle.

"You, disrespectful punk…!" Wong gritted his teeth.

Domon placed a hand on Wong's shoulder. "Calm yourself, Wong."

"Listen to your new friend, my master," Long ridiculed.

Wong took a deep breath. He did understand Long was intentionally riling his feelings. He never could stay cool-headed whenever Long was involved, but Domon's presence somehow helped him calm down.

"It's time I put you in your place, you punkster," Wong said. His voice was more composed now.

"Now, that's more like it," Long uttered.

Domon twirled his glaive. "I hope you don't mind fighting us both," he said.

"It's only natural. As you said, I have two cla.s.ses," Long replied. "I also don't mind you calling your friends over. The more the merrier. Let's make it a bet as to whether I can kill you two before they arrive."

"There is no need," Domon said and slashed his glaive at the same time. A ki wave shot out.

Domon's mana manipulation on game skills was already advanced enough that it not only increased the skill's power but also the skill's speed. The ki wave moved at a considerably faster speed than a normal ki wave. The speed was fast enough that Long failed to dodge. Long used one hand to block the skill.

A damage number appeared above him. He had used Iron technique but the damage from Domon's mana-infused Ki Wave was still able to penetrate his defense.

"Not bad, Master Domon," Long praised. He was not perturbed at all.

"We will teach you the consequence of your c.o.c.kiness!" Wong made a super jump and performed an axe kick. At the same time, he used One Thousand Pounds Mountain when in the air.

During their daily spar, Wong and Domon ended up exchanging a lot of their martial arts. Domon was used to tutoring people, so he had no reservations about teaching Wong his martial arts even when Wong didn't ask. Since it was so, Wong also shared his martial arts so that he was not seen as petty. Despite the two's differences and rivalries, they ended up learning from one another. The One Thousand Pounds Mountain was one of the martial arts Wong learned from Domon.

That martial art amplified Wong's body weight. His body fell from high up at high speed. The speed amplified the power of his axe kick.

Long wanted to dodge in the last instant so he could counterattack before Wong could react, but Wong's abnormal falling speed took him by surprise. He ended up having to use his hand again to block the attack.

Long activated Golden Body before the axe kick hit. Wong's a.s.sault failed to cause him any damage, but the powerful downward force caused the ground underneath him to crack. His legs plunged deep into the ground until almost to his knees.

Domon used Charge and arrived then. Long wouldn't be able to move with his legs planted deep in the ground. He swung his glaive which was shining with Ki Weapon.

"Not bad at all!!" Long exclaimed. He used Muscle Tendon Transformation followed by Ki Outburst. A powerful blast erupted from his body. The force stopped Domon's advance and shattered the cracked ground that held his legs.

His body then shot up into the air. From above, he punched down while using Infinite Comet Fists. His mana manipulation let him control the aim of this skill. He condensed the discharged comets into a fan shape in Domon and Wong's direction

Domon spun his glaive using the Reversing Heaven and Earth technique. The incoming comets were all redirected and they smashed into the ground around him.

Wong used Hundred Lightning Hands. His hands turned uncountable, forming a wall above him. Each hand slapped one comet. None of the comets was able to hit his body.

While Domon and Wong were busy deflecting his comets, Long whizzed to the ground between the two. His two palms, which were infused with dark elements, went to opposite sides. One to Domon and the other to Wong. The image of eastern dragons followed his two palms.

"Taste my twin dragon palms!" Long exclaimed.

Domon had the time to twirl his glaive and parry the palm strike using his glaive's shaft. Wong reacted late, but he used the Iron Shirt to block Long's Palm.

Wong's iron shirt managed to stop Long's palm from touching his body, but the energy shockwave still hit him. He was sent skidding back with a damage number.

Long's palm that hit Domon's glaive also produced a powerful shockwave. Domon used the Steel Shirt. He was forced back several steps but he didn't receive damage.

"Your time is up, old timers," Long uttered with a mocking tone.