《The Adventures of Lucky Riot》Chapter Four - Bloodline Awakening part 2
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Chapter Four - Bloodline Awakening part 2
Humiliation!
Naked humiliation!
Lucky Riot had never felt so disrespected and disgusted with himself. His anger boiled in his blood. Wait a second, Lucky suddenly felt his blood literally boiling as his agitation increased. His body felt like a volcano that just turned active. He didn't know what this meant, but at the same time, he felt a strange strength spreading throughout his body like a tidal wave! Lucky's blood was somehow producing wondrous energy that invigorated him.
Lucky didn't consider too much, he just allowed his mind to be overwhelmed by the feeling he was experiencing. Lightly swaying his body, he managed to summon the strength to swing both of his legs until bringing both his knees to his chest. After that, he gently stepped on the chest of the young who held him and gently kicking off.
Shockingly, this light movement sent the youth tumbling back unsteadied until he tripped and rolled for about 10 meters. The young was dumbfounded as he cursed, "What the fuck?"
"Yo, Teddy, what are you dicking around for?" laughed Eric. He thought Teddy was playing with his food again. He just couldn't imagine a second level warrior being capable of pushing Teddy back since Teddy was the sixth level like Eric. Much less so quickly and efficiently.
However, Teddy was startled, and he immediately raged. His body pulled taut like a bow and shot out with a flurry of aerial punches and kicks. "The first style of the Drunken Heaven Art, take this you punk!"
Lucky moved through two kicks and a punch, as slick as a snake, and shot out another meteor-like blow. After punching out, Lucky instantly withdrew his arm after the impact. Merely, the momentum behind this punch was entirely different from before! The sky blue light only burst after Lucky had already withdrawn his fist.
*BANG* *CRASH*
Behind Lucky, a bloodied figure crashed into the dumpster fiercely, completely ruining it. If anyone were indeed in this dumpster, they would have been squished entirely into pulp.
"The... Theodore... FUCK, THEODORE! Blurgh..." Eric's face paled when he witnessed the conclusion of this clash, and he immediately puked!
Frankie's face darkened, but in his heart, there was quite a bit of trepidation growing. Who the fuck was this brat? Things had been changing rapidly since the moment he woke up, and now what the hell was this?
Laying face first in the ruins of the dumpster was Teddy in a pool of his own blood. If one looked at the back of his head, all they would see is the tattered metal of the dumpster instead!
There was a gaping bloody hole where Teddy's face used to be! The insides of the hole looked charred and unsightly to the max.
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"TEDDY!"
"OH GOD, NO!"
"Run! Runaway!"
The surrounding youths were aghast and scattered away from the young man standing calmly with blood dripping from his fist. His eyes were no longer hazel, nor were they like a human's at all. Instead, they were scarlet, savage, and feral like the eyes of a deadly wild beast!
"It's Frankie... right?" Lucky Riot's voice was cold and emotionless.
Lucky Riot stood in front of the ruins of the previous confrontation as he calmly observed Frankie Baldez. That's right, he was actually still calm in spite of slaughtering another person! In truth, he only felt a little sick to his stomach. However, it was not on a profound level.
'Did I just murder a man?'
This was Lucky Riot's first thought after his body reacted reflexively and punched a hole into Teddy's face. Lucky immediately had the urge to throw up, but another feeling suppressed this natural reaction. It was his boiling blood! His body felt like it was on fire. However, at the same time, his mind was only growing more precise and extremely focused.
Lucky suddenly felt as if he had entered the perceptive force state, in spite of knowing that he hadn't! All of his senses were currently at a new extreme that he was only able to achieve through his spirit previously. As a result, his queasy stomach evened out, and he even started to become deathly hungry!
This seemed natural to Lucky. After all, he had not been able to consume food for a year now, right? Lucky was unsure what his exact situation was, but he hadn't had the luxury of finding out. There was only one thing Lucky was sure of concerning his current condition.
Powerful!
He had never felt so durable or so comfortable in his entire life.
"I said, you're Frankie, right?" Lucky Riot's voice was cold and emotionless.
"You killed a member of the Silver Mercury Gang's Squad VIII! You're toast, kid! Toast!" Eric was pale, but his anger over the loss of his friend helped him to recover quickly. Right as he moved to reach for the walkie-talkie that Frankie had told him to hold on to, Eric witnessed Lucky quickly slide in front of him like a rattlesnake. Lucky didn't speak, he only sent out a regular kick to Eric's abdomen and sent him crashing halfway through the alley wall miserably, his fate unknown. Startled screams sounded out from the apartment on the other side of the wall.
"You still have the mind to court death, you damn fool! If the boss' girl is hurt, we're going to skin you alive!" Frankie Baldez grimaced deeply while he spat out these words. He didn't waste any more words, attacking immediately.
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Crawling up from the wrecked wall with a roar, a bloody and battered Eric's hands seemed to swell in size as nearly invisible lights swirled into both palms. Frankie rushed Lucky as he struck out slowly with a palm strike, "Die, punk! Sky Weaving Palm!"
Eddie followed right behind with an attack of his own, "Stabbing Palm Blade!"
Capp grew terrified in his heart when wind essence gathered around Eric's hand and sharpened. Even more so when Frankie took to the air suddenly with a flip. Capp didn't know what to do as he saw the incoming attacks ready to land on his best friend. Capp knew that if it were himself facing these attacks, he would be seriously injured. This was to say nothing of the second level hard body Lucky Riot. Although Sky Weaving Palm was merely a lower-profound rank mystic art, it was still a mystic art! Its strength was not to be trifled with.
Kasino Riot was like a true blood brother to Capital Blacc, and now the latter felt he was going to have to watch the former die meaninglessly. There was nothing Capp could do to help at all!
The hate!
Capital had never experienced such hatred. His blurry vision was forcibly cleared a bit. He was determined to burn the image of his friend's final moments in his heart. If Capital didn't die here, he would be sure to seek the epitome of revenge. He would bury the Silver Mercury Gang and create a river from their blood!
Antonio Bazaar III also watched the events take place, but he was viewing through squinted eyes. Not only did he not put in his full effort when they got ganged up on, he even decided to play dead until the heat died down. After all, he knew that these guys wouldn't actually harm him due to their relations with his father.
Merely, Tony didn't want his friends to discover this fact, and he indeed wasn't willing to let something happen to Margot. Especially not in front of himself. However, this was under the condition that he was strong enough to protect her. Since he was not, he could only let destiny take its course. In Tony's opinion, this was the wisest course of action.
It wouldn't be too late for Tony to save her once he let his father know the situation.
However, the eyes of Capp and Tony widened as they witnessed a scene that flipped their knowledge of cultivation and strength on its head!
As Frankie rushed at Lucky, in Lucky's eyes, this man was moving like the actors on beach movies. It was super exaggerated, it looked like a slow-motion play. Lucky's cultivation was only at the late-second level Hard Body Mystic Stage. But Eric was at the sixth level, while Frankie Baldez was a warrior at the early-seventh level Hard Body Mystic Stage. Even still, only one word existed in Lucky's mind that could describe his current feelings about his opponents.
Slow!
Lucky instinctively used his Serpent Surfing the Skies movement technique in conjunction with the Divine Dragon Tactics: Primary Book. Even though Lucky had yet to practice this with his real body, he had the strangest feeling that he could perform at the same level as his understanding or even surpass his previous knowledge. After all, he had spent the last year or so doing nothing but practicing this technique that he wasn't sure how to classify. Lucky felt his movements now possessed a certain charm, that went beyond his level of understanding.
He had managed to cultivate a bit of the essence of the Divine Dragon, but something was still missing.
None the less, for the first three styles of the Divine Dragon Tactics: Primary Book, Lucky had already wholly perfected them! These styles were all trained to the sixth level of completion, soon to reach the seventh level.
If he could genuinely unleash the perfected styles of this martial art, then his strength utilization would increase by at least tenfold! This meant that even at the second level hard body, Lucky's essence strength could compete with the average fifth level hardbody. With this mysterious might that was currently filling his body to the brim, Lucky felt certain his limits were even further exaggerated.
'What kind of power is this?'
Lucky leaned forward and ducked low under the lacerating double palm strike of his opponent's Stabbing Palm Blade. His movements were fluid like a snake in the water as he gathered all of his mystic essence strength into his left fist and planted his feet. Lucky was in the perfect position to use the first style of the Divine Dragon Tactics: Primary Book, Golden Koi Ascension!
*BANG*
A profound light erupted from Eric's body as he was tossed out of the way, crashing miserably into the wall again. The defensive treasure his mother gave him activated in time, saving him from certain death just now. However, Eric's unconscious body was still mangled and injured heavily.
Lucky knocked Frankie's palms away from each other, disrupting the latter's Sky Weaving Palm.
"Is that all?" Lucky sneered as he stared Frankie in the eye.
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