Mystical Journey

A punch!

Garen’s right arm darted forth like a slithering python, aimed at Tenstar Ni’s head .

Murderous thoughts emerged in his mind .

After he had transmigrated to this alternate reality, he had been pretending to be a teenage boy with his adult conscious . He had been under the influence of depression . Training in martial arts gave him a chance to unwind . Every time his strength grew, so did his sense of security .

However, old man Gregor’s death made him feel helpless and realize how weak he was . As soon as he achieved great improvements with the secret arts, he met Sylphalan and almost lost his life . This raised his sense of crisis once again .

He didn’t plan to provoke the Celestial Circle Gate, but he didn’t expect them to side with his enemies flagrantly . At this moment, Garen’s depressive emotions erupted like a volcano .

The blood sphere inside his chest released countless hot streams that circulated throughout his body .

Bang!

His fist smashed into the wall, sinking deeply in it .

Tenstar Ni dodged aside with a serious expression . His sword swirled to make a silver light curtain, blocking possible attacks, and he jumped back with a backflip .

Bam!

Suddenly, a cloud of rubble and sand sputtered all over his face . Several rocks smashed into his nose, slicing open a few bloody wounds .

"Go!" Tenstar Ni closed his eyes in the dust . He raised his left hand and a strand of silver light flashed out from it .

Clang!

A short dagger bounced off Garen’s chest, with no effect . Seeing that, Tenstar Ni pulled the dagger back into his hand by a thin thread tied to the hilt .

"Heh!"

Garen leaped forward . His right arm still had a fistful of gravel, so he hiked his hand to throw another wave of dust at his opponent . At the same time, his palm smashed toward Tenstar’s chest with a Shot Form .

His dark blue hand stretched out with inhumanly sharp nails . As the hand moved, a sharp howling filled the air . This howling sounded singular, yet layered, resembling the howling from a mammoth .

Tenstar Ni’s expression changed again . He raised his hand to block the dust and lifted the sword with his other hand . In this situation where he could not clearly see the attack, his sword flashed as he hacked at Garen’s hand .

Thud!

The sword cut onto Garen’s hand and made a thud noise, but it couldn’t stop Garen’s palm from advancing .

Tenstar Ni gritted his teeth, his face flashed with a blue aura, a clump of dark muscle emerged on the back of his sword hand, the clump was shaped like a cross shaped star1 .

Swoosh! The sword stabbed three times in an instant, and in the fraction of a second, turned ninety degrees and stood up, slashing directly at Garen’s hand .

Zing!!

The hand and the sword came in contact . Surprisingly, the sword could not leave a single scratch on the dark blue palm, and thus was bent into a curve .

Garen’s showed a ruthless expression as he slammed his feet against the ground!

The stomp blasted sand and debris into the air .

The sword broke into two pieces with a cracking sound, while Garen’s hand pressed down the weapon pieces into Tenstar Ni’s chest .

With a heavy thud, Tenstar Ni groaned and flipped over . After rolling for about ten steps he finally jumped back up .

Three bloody marks appeared on Garen’s right palm; the skin and muscle around the marks were completely scraped off, vaguely revealing the bones underneath .

He clenched the hand and felt a sharp pain in the center of the palm . There wasn’t much bleeding though, since the blood soon clogged, forming a protective layer around the wounds, preventing the flesh from getting in contact with the air .

"This isn’t what the Mammoth Secret Technique looks like!" Tenstar Ni hatefully roared . His face flashed red as he spoke; it was a sign that he was seriously injured .

Tenstar Ni backed off quickly while taking out a small paper bag from his pockets and dumping all the medicinal containers inside his mouth .

As soon as he gulped down the medicine, he turned around and staggered away .

"Still trying to escape!"

Garen followed up closely using Dash Form . He stomped down on the ground with a Step Form, forming a small crater on the ground as his speed suddenly increased and he leaped forward at Tenstar Ni .

As soon as he started the chase, his eyes were blinded by a burst of flashing light as two daggers came flying to his face .

With the impressive speed from him dash forward and the daggers flying at him on the opposite direction, Garen had no chance to dodge . Adding up the speed of these daggers combined with his own, the lethality of the enemy’s attack was at least doubled!

A sense of danger never experienced before took over him . The reflection of silver lights grew larger and larger in his pupils .

Garen could only close his eyes and try to lower his head . At this moment, a stream flowed up to his eyebrows from the blood sphere in his chest .

He didn’t expect the injured opponent to hide his ultimate skill until now, turning the tables and putting Garen in great danger .

"Die!" He furiously threw the Weeping Sword forward .

The two daggers slashed onto Garen’s eyebrows and immediately hit the bone on his forehead . They were only able to cut two blood marks on his eyebrows .

Tenstar Ni’s face went pale when he turned around and saw his attacks were not effective .

He knew his strength wasn’t enough . His full might was only able to cause a small injury to the enemy . He tried everything and still got badly injured, and all of the damage came from a single hit .

Combining his full strength and Garen’s momentum from sprinting, he should have been able to put an end to this fight . However, he didn’t expect that…

"How do I fight him…" He whined mutely, "I shouldn’t have pissed this freak off in the first place! His Body-hardening Technique is ridiculous! I can’t hurt him . All that trouble only scraped off some skin .

As he turned around he saw Garen throwing a silver sword at him, and along with it came a screeching noise . Tenstar Ni was scared to death . The cross-shaped muscle plumped up again as his right arm turned into a shadow, smacking behind him .

He blocked the Weeping Sword and sent it flying . The sword sunk deep into the wall beside him, leaving only the hilt to be seen .

However, the huge counterforce shook his body and slowed him down . Garen saw this opportunity and quickly leaped forward, grabbing Tenstar Ni’s shoulder .

A grey powder sprinkled onto Garen’s face in a puff; it was the medicine Tenstar Ni used to heal himself .

The powder smelled spicy and pungent . Garen’s movement slowed down, as he knew it would irritate his eyes . He closed them and whipped his hand forward with Swing Form .

However, it was too slow and the Swing Form missed the target .

Tenstar Ni did a backflip and landed a few meters away, but his face was even paler than before . It seemed the use of his cross-shaped muscle technique expended a vast amount of energy, and combined with Garen’s smash to his chest, Tenstar Ni’s condition was terrible .

"Garen of White Cloud Gate! Just wait, I’ll kill everyone around you!" Tenstar Ni’s malevolent voice came from afar, he turned around and staggered away . His movement looked unnatural, but that didn’t slow him down .

Garen was rubbing his eyes, which were still blurry from the powder and tears . At that moment he couldn’t clearly see the opponent .

However, as the voice came, he sneered and smashed his hand into the ground, breaking the rocks and dirt into gravel . He grabbed a handful of small rubbles and fiercely threw them toward the direction where the voice came from .

His arm swelled in an instant, and his hand sent the rubbles flying in an instant, with the peebles screeching in the air .

Poof! Poof!

As soon as the bang was heard several bloody holes appeared on Tenstar Ni’s back and he fell on the floor .

"Retard! I really wouldn’t know what to do if you didn’t make a sound!"

Garen grinned hideously and rushed over under his blurry vision, catching Tenstar Ni by his hair .

"Senior Brother will avenge me!" Tenstar Ni knew he couldn’t escape . He roared as Garen held his hair and smashed his head down .

Bam!

To Garen’s surprise, Tenstar Ni’s head was fine . However, as he tried to pull him up he tore his scalp off by the hair . The scene looked horrific and bloody .

Tenstar Ni quickly climbed forward like an invertebrate mollusk, exhibiting his robust vitality .

Garen chased up and stomped hard onto his back .

Step Form!

Bang! Crack!

Two sounds echoed together as Tenstar Ni’s spine broke into pieces . He struggled with all his force to turn around and spit an arrow of blood onto Garen’s face .

This arrow of blood could have killed a common person, but it was completely ineffective to Garen . He closed his eyes and felt a warm liquid on his face, nothing else .

Garen wiped the blood off his face, aimed at Tenstar Ni’s head, and used another Step Form .

"Roar!!"

The neighing sound of the mammoth lingered in the air .

Boom!!

A deep crater appeared on the ground . Brains, bones, and blood mixed together, and along with some blue messy hair, they turned into a slimy blend .

Garen’s right foot and ankle were covered in this mixture . He lifted his foot and started searching on the torso . He found another pack of medicinal powder, two more silver daggers―both threaded with a thin line―, a string of keys and some money .

As he collected the loot, he opened his eyes as much as he could . The tears had washed away the medicinal powders in his eyes, and although it still felt uncomfortable, he was able to see clearly again .

He looked around and didn’t see a trace of the bald guy .

"Escaped huh?" He looked around . He was standing in an open ground behind the two-story building . The building wall was covered in fractures and holes from the fight .

It was completely silent inside .

He took a deep breath and looked around to check if there were other enemies nearby . Suddenly, a child’s weep came from inside the building, but something soon muffled the noise . He could faintly hear the horrified breathing of a woman .

Obviously, a family was still inside, but they dared not make a sound, afraid of getting silenced as witnesses . They kept quiet to pretend no one was home .

At this distance, a normal person could not have heard the noise . However, Garen’s senses were several times sharper, so of course he could hear everything .

Shaking his head, Garen looked at himself . His shirt was gone, a line of bullets were stuck at his waist, there were two wounds on his eyebrows and three on his right hand .

He gripped the bullets in his waist and pulled them out hard . Streams of blood gushed out from the wounds but stopped almost immediately . The blood clogged into a membrane and covered his wounds .