《The Lonely Wanderer》Chapter 9: Waxing Gibbous
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As both Shenzi and the Sovereign Intent summon their dual swords, Shenzi dashes towards the Sovereign Intent. Jumping from 5 meters away engulfed in his Flame Spirit Force igniting like the morning sun. Shenzi comes crashing down revolving at high speeds with his dual swords slashing down onto the Sovereign Intent. Sparks as bright as the sun’s rays fly out with Shenzi as the center. Every tree, the patches of grass, and wildlife in the surrounding 15 meters are turned into ash. With the vigour of Tears Of Rose, the pocket world instantly reforms all that was turned to ash. Crisscrossing both Shenzi and Sovereign Intent slash out with extreme precision sometimes as slow as one slash per second, others as fast as ten slashes per second. Both tyrants continue their clashes giving each other no room to breathe. The only thing to rely on is instinct and feeling the ripples of QI in the air. With Shenzi’s keen eyesight analyzing the Sovereign Intent Shenzis body reacts to the movements of muscle. Like a bright light in the dead of night as the guide, Shenzi evades all forms of attack. Catching onto Shenzi’s trick the Sovereign Intent begins mimicking Shenzi. With both “reading” each other’s movements both arrive at a stalemate. Remembering the previous words of Sovereign Intent. Shenzi clears his mind, no mental pictures or any thoughts surface in his mind of his next steps or possible plans of attack. Moving with the flow and instinct, Shenzi begins his attack. Slashing down with his right sword at a 180-degree revolution spinning his body both Shenzi and Sovereign Intent spin kick. Connecting in the middle like two people putting their hands together to form a tower. Slouching down and swiping his right leg taking Sovereign Intent off balance. Shenzi bursts out with his Flame Spirit Force compressing as a thin layer on his fist. Shenzi goes into a Yin and Yang stance, punches out with his right fist as the Flame Spirit Force condenses itself into a miniature sun. Landing on Sovereign Intents abdomen, like a rocket during its launch. Sovereign Intent is sent flying 15 feet into the air as the “miniature sun” blows up with Sovereign Intent as the center. Falling from the air and crashing into the ground. Forming a ten-meter deep hole on the ground, engulfed in flames the Sovereign Intent lays with cracks forming like a spider web on its Dragon Chest Plate. Shenzi takes this break as he bends over taking deep breaths, slowly blowing them out through his mouth to slow his racing heart. The Sovereign Intent stands up and praises Shenzi “Perfect you young brat. That took me by surprise. If it wasn’t for the Dragon Chest Plate absorbing 90% of the impact of that attack just now. I would’ve been blown up into a bloody meat pie upon initial impact.” “Congratulations, Host has reached introductory fist techniques. Please name the technique previously used.” Shenzi thinks for a minute to himself and decides “I will name this technique, Rising Sun.” “Confirmed, Host has created his first self-made fist technique Rising Sun.” What seemingly felt like only five sluggish hours on the outside it has already been more than two days. A string of notifications ring in Shenzi’s mind “Congratulations, integration of the Basic Manuals and unrelated manuals have combined.” “Congratulations, the host has gained Sword Art- Dark side of the moon.” “Congratulations, the host has gained Foundation building- Compressed worldly sun.” “Congratulations, the host has gained Spirit Refinement- Nine layer purgatory pagoda.” As Shenzi gains his new abilities from the Manual Integration so does the Sovereign Will. Continuing their slugfest Shenzi and Sovereign Intent clash fist for fist into each other’s body kicking, elbowing, punching, uppercuts, all forms of physical contact between both are made. Taking a deep breath, Shenzi summons out one sword. With one arm Shenzi holds the handle of the sword upside down, with the blade pointing to the ground. With his remaining hand, Shenzi slides it onto the surface of its blade. As Shenzis hand makes contact with the blade, It begins to evaporate into Sword Qi as it gathers into the globe surrounding the thirty meters Shenzi and Sovereigns Intent. The thirty meters become pitch black with nothing but the dark side of a half moon hanging above. As Shenzi is engrossed in his new Sword Art- Dark side of the moon Shenzis Sword Qi cleaves down as the moon disappears. The globe surrounding Shenzi and Sovereigns intent disappears, as a one hundred meters long by twenty-meter deep sword scar is left on the ground. Leading to Sovereigns Intent as he was blasted away hundreds of meters into the nearest mountain with a fifty-meter hole. Cracks begin appearing as the surrounding fifty meters of rock on the mountain breaks like glass. The Sovereign Intent with a bloody red X from his upper left and right chest all the way down to his thighs. Falls from mid-air in plank position plummeting into the ground. “Host has comprehended the first form of the Sword Art- Dark side of the moon Waxing Gibbous.”
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