Perverted Otherworlder 75 The Battle

Without waiting for the head's signal, Vindre launched his chakrams to the left and right aiming at the three of them. This direct a.s.sault was just Vindre's way to gauge his opponent agility.

*swoosh

Without a single doubt on the crowd's mind, Biane and Clemora easily dodged the incoming attack. Riku, however, chose to run forward between the chakrams and initiated an attack.

(If you got an opportunity to attack, attack! Don't waste any single opportunity you have!) Ryona's teaching echoed in Riku's mind. Her steps were like a shadow, fast and traceless. Along with his unsheathed sword, she used the Mist Edge art to amplify the strike she was about to blow.

*clank

Her eyes were wide open as she saw what's happening right in front of her. Her sword was met with a third chakram which Vindre retrieved from his spatial ring. She noticed that his fingers were dancing like he was playing a tune on a piano.

"Look out!" warned Biane as she slashed her greatsword to deflect the other two chakrams that aimed at Riku's back.

After both of them jumped to a safe distance, a sudden gust of wind hit Vindre's face as a cry of Phoenix was heard behind him.

*boom

A loud bang reverberated inside the arena. Vindre was quick enough to turn his back and block the dangerous attack with the third chakram. But her amazing feat was only met with a graceful smile from Clemora.

*swoosh

Those familiar slashes appeared once more as they headed toward Vindre with amazing speed from behind. However, with a flick of his finger, the other two chakrams suddenly threw itself onto the slashes.

Clemora immediately retreated to a safe distance on the corner of the ring. Somehow Clemora's positioning made Vindre's spot exactly in the middle of a triangle with Biane and Riku on the other points.

The crowd almost forgot to breathe as they saw the intensity of the battle, even the dust couldn't make them blink.

"Look! The ladies actually had the upper hand in this battle!" said an excited onlooker.

"Well, it still the start and we still don't see Vindre in full power yet," said a calm observant.

Although being in the center of their strategy was disadvantageous, he didn't get nervous at all. His breathing was still normal even after those heart-stealing attack.

"Hubby, what do you think the ladies will do?" said Ryona while combing Lyon's hair.

"I don't know, I never knew how girls think at all," said Lyon.

"Just your guess is fine."

"Alright then,"

"First of all, since they knew Vindre could pull a third chakram means that they have to think that he has more and could control it too. The questions that popped in their mind would be how many chakrams can Vindre control?"

"The way to do that was by attacking his openings since they got an advantage in numbers, a pincher attack was the best way,"

"But why would they want to make Vindre pulled out more chakrams? Isn't the less chakram the better?" asked Jugen as he was intrigued by his big brother's a.n.a.lysis.

"It might be so for a common cultivator, but that was actually a false thinking if they were facing an expert. The more you go full power the more draining the stamina is to maintain it. If you let an expert excess their stamina as minimum as possible, then your life will end up in their hands sooner than later."

As Jugen contemplated in his seat, Lyon continued his guess,

"After they did that successfully, that's where the true match began. The condition they are in will be much worse than they are now, plus with Vindre going full force, things might end in under ten moves. But if they somehow survived his onslaught then they have the chance to beat him."

Although Lyon's voice was not loud, the nearby crowd could still listen to his opinion clearly. "B-brother? What do you mean by beating him?", one of them asked what they were all thinking.

It was already hard enough for one to exert their utmost potential while this guy just spouted nonsense like beating a Central disciple? Not to mention this was the number one disciple in there even if this was the worst one it would still be an impossible feat to do, even if it were three against one.

"It means what it means. They are planning to kick his a.s.s down."

"B-but Vindre's cultivation realm was probably at the level six or maybe eight Half-Divine Realm while those girls were only peak Soul Realm, one was even the ninth."

"Cultivation is not the way to decide the outcome of a battle."

As the guy was about to refute him, he remembered that he had the right to say that statement. His battle was more amazing than this since the odd was almost zero yet he singlehandedly defeat an elder. in the end, the refuters gulped their words down to their stomach.

"Besides, with a master like you, it is a matter of course that she wants to beat him despite the impossibility."

"Owh, hubby you know me really well <>

The fight was continued just like Lyon had predicted. The three ladies were now in a deep fatigue dealing with Vindre's astonis.h.i.+ng seven chakrams. They did try to cut the thin wire that connected to his fingers but it was no use, that thing was tough as an adamantine.

They realized that a room for error would mean fatal for them. His seven chakrams almost leave no opening to strike and everything seemed hopeless to them.

"Are you done?" asked Vindre coldly before continuing, "I applaud you to making me push this far, you three definitely belong in the Central Region!"

However, his a.s.suring statement didn't change the women's expression at all. "Sisters, I will be the decoy of those seven chakrams while you both attacked him when the chance arrived,"

"Are you cr" before Biane could express her opinion, Riku already stood against Vindre.

"Attack me with all you got, senior!" shouted Riku as she readied herself.

"GOOD! This is what it means to be a cultivator!" applaud Vindre.

The crowd instantly thought that she was out of her mind, but the next move of her blew their expectation.

*swoosh

All seven chakrams moved at the same time but different speed, Vindre's control was really astonis.h.i.+ng.

With Mist Edge active, Riku began to move her slender hands and leg to an unknown yet familiar rhythm.

*clank*clank*clank*clank

She managed to deflect the chakram and dodge the rest of the attack smoothly. Leaving the crowd and Vindre with wide opened eyes.