My crazy Cultivation Path

CHAPTER 137

Falling to the ground, Lusus slapped his forehead: "I get it now. Why you didn't kill them, Manigo. But me, I'll use them for my training."

Standing back up and getting into a fighting stance, Lusus roared: "Come at me!"

Dirios and Degis lunged at him.

Dirios slashed his claws down toward Lusus's face.

Lusus deflected them with a quick, precise strike to Dirios's wrist.

From below, Lusus drove his palm straight into Dirios's abdomen.

Dirios dropped quickly to his left side, dodging Lusus's palm, then followed up with a massive slap from his right hand.

Lusus barely avoided it and countered with a straight left punch.

Between the two, a flurry of precise and deadly moves unfolded.

But none landed. Each feared the other's power.

Degis took advantage of a momentary imbalance in Lusus to strike.

Coming from the right side, he threw a well-placed straight punch.

But suddenly, Lusus spun around and aimed a kick at Degis.

Degis froze completely; he seemed to have given up.

Lusus smirked: "Seriously, you think I hadn't thought of that? If a single one of your hits can stun me, then simple contact with you should work. So I came up with this solution."

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His leg reached Degis's level—but without touching him.

Bam.

Degis felt something hard smash into his side.

Lusus roared: "I just have to extend the range of my leg with æther!"

He spun a full three-sixty so fast that he dragged Degis along with him.

And slammed him into Dirios.

Dirios reacted quickly, catching Degis and hurling him farther away.

Then he brought his terrifying claws down on Lusus.

Who unleashed a lightning-fast straight punch in return.

Both could see it in the other's eyes: neither intended to block or dodge.

The outcome would be decided by this clash.

Claws.

Incredulity and confusion filled Dirios's face.

He saw his claws hit Lusus's body. Yet no damage was visible.

He understood instantly: they had managed to give Lusus an intense fight. Their numerical superiority had wounded him—but not enough to kill him.

His eyes activated æther vision. He saw that from top to bottom of Lusus's torso, a kind of armor made of compressed æther covered it.

"Seriously, it's against a rank five like me that he decides to solidify his training," Dirios thought.

He took Lusus's straight punch full in the face.

It sent him flying more than fifteen meters.

Dirios lost consciousness from the impact. He was already exhausted, and Lusus had just delivered the finishing blow.

Degis, witnessing this, tried to flee, but the next instant, he saw Lusus spinning through the air and landing a violent acrobatic kick on him.

Bam.

Hurling him forward at full speed, Degis's face smashed into the ground.

Darlius, who had taken far too many hits, could no longer move.

He stared at Lusus in horror. With every step Lusus took toward him, he felt his life slipping away.

Lusus stopped right in front of Darlius and spoke a few words: "You're pathetic. Just a few injuries are enough to justify your inaction. Aren't you worth more...?"

But like his dear Manigo, he added: "I'll let you live until next time."

Suddenly, his voice grew excited:

"Thanks to you, I feel like I'm not far from rank nine anymore. So keep that clawed one alive, because next time, he'll be my stepping stone to rank nine. Because I'm different from the rest of you. I cultivate during combat."

Laughter.

Laughter.

Like a male who had just finished his hunt, Lusus left as well, leaving only broken bodies behind him.

There had been eight of them at the start. But the strongest among them were only rank seven, and it had taken just two rank eights to wipe them all out.