Dark Magus Returns

After being hit by the middle stage warrior, Hannah was frozen on the ground, her upper body lifted up to look at the fighting that was going on, but she had yet to move.

There was one simple reason because right next to her, she was practically underneath the Demon’s foot. Seeing the state of Mantis, she felt like her life was hanging by a thread.

Yet, for some reason, when she turned to look up at Raze, he was just looking ahead at the fight that was taking place, unmoving.

‘Just what is he thinking right now? Why hasn’t he done anything? Why hasn’t he said anything? Just what is he planning?’

Due to the fights that were taking place, they had pretty much ignored the Raze and Hannah that were on the ground away from the fight.

Mantis, in his new form, was charging in at speeds that were unseen in the event so far. He was already fast on his legs but with the flap of his wings, it would push him forward breaking through and exploding.

When the wings flapped, it sounded like a small thunder strike in the arena, and before they knew it, he was clashing against Ricar.

Each time though, Ricar would block the attack, and not only that but unlike the first time when the attack was unexpected, he was hardly pushed back; the large amount of Qi was matching in blocking the hit.

“It’s the wings that are giving you that immense speed, so I will clip them off for you!” Ricar shouted.

Once again, the wings of Mantis flapped and he shot forward, however, his claws didn’t clash into anything; instead, Ricar had timed it perfectly and in quick succession, he swung his sword in the air at one of the wings.

Several deep cuts were made in the wing itself, and as a retreat, they were flapped pushing in the opposite direction.

The strong power and wind had hit Ricar in the face, causing him to cover his eyes, and with a damaged wing, Mantis had oddly shifted slightly to the side rather than backward and had fallen on the floor.

He quickly got up though, and straight away, the wing on his body could be seen healing and was back to normal.

“This is why Hybrids are so difficult to deal with. It’s unfortunate; with so many people around, I can’t just take you out in a single hit,” Ricar said to himself, as he decided to go forward in the attack.

“I will just have to display how the Dawnblade Clan’s techniques can be used in any type of situation.”

While on one side of the area, Ricar was battling against Mantis, on the other side, Beatrix was now fighting against the mysterious hooded warrior.

The two of them had several clashes and the exchanges were impressive. Beatrix wasn’t holding back; she was swinging her sword with a large amount of Qi.

Lingering Light was being seen in the air as she continued to swing the sword, striking at the hooded man.

Equally, the hooded man was blocking the hits with his own arms, and then right after, he would strike himself.

It was a constant exchange that was continuing back and forth between the two, without one winning out against the other.

“What is going on? Is there really someone that is equal in strength to Beatrix!”

“I mean, there are plenty in the Light Faction that are stronger than Beatrix, but she was last year’s tournament winner; there won’t be many that could match up to her skill.”

It wasn’t just that, but currently Beatrix was rumored to have the same strength of the ten elders of the Dawnblade clan.

With one of the Elders having been defeated, there were rumors that she would be joining the group. Ever since her loss in the Demonic Faction, she had been pushing herself further.

Yet because of her young age, she hadn’t gained the Elder title. Now her powerful skills were being shown, and those that stepped foot in the Pagna warrior world could tell just how skillful she was right now.

Which was why they were confused; how could someone match her, and for them to do so with their bare hands.

“You idiotic Demonic Clan, do you really think you would succeed coming in the middle of this tournament!” Beatrix shouted as she swung her sword across.

The lingering light was seen in the air, but the hooded man was able to avoid the attack by leaning back. He then shifted his foot, kicking hers, sending her back slightly.

With his flexibility and abdomen strength, he lifted his body and delivered a punch right to her chest, sending her slightly back.

However, shaking it off, Beatrix was back, as she jumped side to side, using impressive footwork, then her sword lit up and pulsated right in front of the hooded man’s eyes.

The flash of light was bright like a person was staring directly into the sun.

Right after, he could sense that she was by his side, and the hooded man had to quickly lift his arm to stop the attack.

The sword clashed against what sounded like metal and was pushed to the side.

“I thought the Light faction didn’t have sneaky tricks like that!” The hooded man said.

“When going against opponents that are sneakily trying to take out our students, then we use whatever we can to get rid of scum!”

The light left lingering in the air from the visual Qi was creating beautiful patterns, and they could see from it, the hooded man appeared as if he was being pushed back.

The strikes from Beatrix, they were picking up speed, the lingering light that flowed behind her, it was moving toward her sword. Not only were her attacks getting faster but they were getting more powerful as well.

“I’ll get rid of you, and then get rid of all the Demonic Faction and the Dark Faction to make this world a better place!” Beatrix shouted.

Her entire sword lit up, glowing brightly, and then she thrust her sword forward. She could see that the hooded man had jumped back and she went forward to chase him down.

It was then, with both of his fists, the man threw them out, but they weren’t aimed at the sword; instead, they were aimed at Beatrix.

Out from his fists, Qi blasts had appeared and hit Beatrix in the shoulder, sending her tumbling back and onto the ground.

Quickly, Beatrix rolled on the floor and had gotten back up, but she was startled by what had occurred.

“What was that? What trick did you use!” Beatrix shouted.

Oddly, she started to remember something similar happening once in the past. At the same time, she had this odd feeling throughout the fight.

From the large attack, when the hooded man had jumped back to avoid the strike, his hood had fallen, revealing his face to all.

“I thought I could beat you this time without relying on these things, but I guess I have to,” the hooded man

claimed.

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