Tear A Path 127 Heavy Figh

She followed quickly as she spun her body around, her tail sweeping in a vertical direction towards his face which he responded by bending his upper body backwards, the tail pa.s.sing right above his face.

As she faced him again after the turn she threw another left jab to which Zhao Wei reacted similarly to the first time. But midway she turned it into a back hand swing, surprised at the sudden change he bowed his head to dodge it only to find a trident head stabbing at his lowered head.

The left jab was a distraction, making him dodge so he didn't see her catch the trident which she'd thrown up at the start of the battle.

The back hand switch covered his view and put him directly in the path of her trident.

It was a good plan if she was fighting a normal person, but Zhao Wei just needed to drop down on all fours and crawl forward.

She forcefully stopped her stab, spinning the trident around her body to readjust it into a golf swing towards the lowered Zhao Wei who was coming at her quickly.

He jumped back wards them sideways avoiding the swing.

"As impressive as ever mr. w.a.n.g Zhao Hui..." as she said that the courtyard was met with a series of explosions as pillars of fire appeared out of nowhere. "Not only did you avoid all my attacks but you didn't let a single drop of my Tantra touch you the whole time."

The Royal family's Tantra, 'Dragon Sac', the name sounded less appealing but it was quite destructive all the same. Their Tantra released an almost transparent oil like liquid that would react violently once it met with any friction or surface.

"You haven't attacked me at all the whole time, could it be you're going easy on me? If so I must say that your actions scorn me so?" Eyisha said adjusting her trident into a charging pose.

"Please don't take it the wrong way my dear princess, regardless of how you see it I am actually having quite the hard time myself." Zhao Wei was being honest, up till now it wasn't that he didn't want to be more aggressive but that he simply couldn't.

He still had the shackles on his own body, each movement took a very big toll on him which was why he was minimizing his evasion to the very limit. If he'd moved a little too aggressively he was at risk of dislocating one of his limbs.

When she almost caught him with that last stab he was in a very tough bind, crawling forward she shouldn't have been able to regain her weapon and launch her attack again before he reached her, except that he was much slower this time. Additionally he had to focus as to dodge not only her trident strikes but also the spray of her Tantra which elevated the difficulty by a whole other level.

Alone, each ring weighed about 6,000 pounds, he was wearing 10. The lightest cars in production in the old world weighed around 2,800 pounds. So each of his limbs were moving as if they were attached to 4 cars. Worst of all, he'd had less than a day to adjust to it, he'd just been fitted with them yesterday just before they caught wind of the army's attack and had to escape.

When he first put them on he couldn't even stand straight and just before now he'd already taken out a few hundred guards of the princess's castle. Even though he'd used traps to capture some of them, it still took it's toll on his body.

By this time he could feel the bones in his body creaking and the muscles at the brink of tearing apart. He hadnt even raised his arms the whole fight against the princess. And yet the other party thought he was going easy on her? He wanted a handicap!

The princess came at him again, a lunge with her trident switch into a side swing at his shoulders followed by a sweep at his legs with her tail. He clumsily back rolled over the tail after evading the first two moves, but it came flicking at him again after pa.s.sing by, at that point he could only block with his arms as the log thick tail slammed directly into him.

Sliding backwards he shook the impact off but was already quite ragged. He kept his hands up even then as the front of his forearms suddenly combusted. His forearms now was partially seared, if his defense and heat resistance was any lower or if Eyisha had a little better control of her Tantra, he'd probably be armless by now.

He couldn't even circulate his Tantra to even out the fight while his traps were now extremely lethal or destructive regardless of which one he used. There was three options in front, him dying by Eyisha's hand which he wouldn't allow, him subduing her which was pretty difficult right now. Or he could take the simplest route and just kill her. His claws were twitching, it'd be one strike and with a twist he'd twist her head off, it'd be too easy.