The Secret of The Demonic Artifact

Strengths and Weaknesses.

After rolling for six rounds, Malakai Yan stopped as his body hit a rock. He tried to stand up, but his head felt dizzy, and everything in front of his eyes appeared as mere shadows.

Although there was no pain from the stab in his chest, the attack left a shocking mark. What's more, he felt incredibly embarrassed. It had never occurred to him that Eadric Rong, who had always been the victim of bullies, had enough sword skills to take him down.

With his two best friends, who had always faithfully followed his orders, standing by and witnessing his defeat, Malakai Yan's mind was worried about his reputation being ruined if word got out.

In his rage, Malakai Yan pulled out a sword. Unlike the wooden sword Eadric Rong was using, this was a real sword and looked dangerous. The sword's light glittered in the sunlight as Malakai Yan pointed it at Eadric Rong with a trembling voice.

"It turns out you have a little ability," Malakai Yan said, shivering angrily. His voice rose even higher. "You dare to act arrogantly and insult me in front of many people like this. You've only learned a few skills from our Wudang Sect. You are already too confident. Today, I will show you the true sword techniques of this sect!"

After hurling those angry words, Malakai Yan moved as fast as a swallow. His sword hovered using a technique called the Cloud Slashing Sword Skill.

Malakai Yan's movements became more and more dexterous. His sword swirled with silver sparkles, producing a wind-like swish. His goal was no joke; he wanted to finish Eadric Rong.

Eadric Rong was under Malakai Yan's sword pressure in just one strike. After all, the sword he used was only a piece of wood, merely a training material to hone skills. It was utterly useless in the face of a real sword.

Eadric Rong's sword skill was only basic grade, unlike Malakai Yan's sword skill—the skill Cloud Slashing Sword. The sword arts mastered by Malakai Yan belonged to the Wudang Sect's first-ranked Collection of Martial Arts and Sword Skills.

PANG!

The first slash of Malakai Yan's Cloud Slashing Sword directly struck the tip of Eadric Rong's wooden sword. Malakai Yan's sword was instantly cut off. The power deployed by Malakai Yan contained pure air. However, every move made looked extremely dangerous and full of menace.

Unlike the sword moves performed by Eadric Rong. Although Eadric Rong was proficient in playing sword arts, his skills were still at a basic level. Every attack he made did not emit any energy, as he could not mobilize pure air to strengthen his attacks.

The fight continued. Malakai Yan's body vanished in a flash of a white-colored sword, while Eadric Rong repeatedly ducked and jumped to avoid it. It was evident here who had the upper hand.

In fact, Eadric Rong had already been pushed back in just three sword strikes. His body was already limp, and all that was left was the sword hilt.

On the contrary, Malakai Yan was getting increasingly dangerous, his face full of ferocity. His sword's flash of white light made him look like an expert.

"Taste my retribution. This time, you must surrender!" said Malakai Yan sternly.

Despite the pressure, Eadric Rong had no intention of giving up. He had high self-esteem and strong determination. As the sword in Malakai Yan's hand moved faster and faster, Eadric Rong's state looked highly pitiable. The sword wind had tattered his clothes, and numerous scratches were everywhere, including on his face.

"Stupid kid. Admit defeat!" shouted Judith Tang from the audience side. This little girl ruffled her waist haughtily.

"Come on, Malakai Yan, don't slack off. Disable that kid. Sever the veins in both his hands! Let him suffer even more and become an object of ridicule!" shouted Teddy Huo in the heat of the moment.

For some reason, Malakai Yan and his two friends hated Eadric Rong so much, even though Eadric Rong had never done anything wrong. Eadric Rong was an ordinary disciple from the group called Outer Court disciples.

Outer court disciples are not considered very important. They only had a chance to advance if they showed outstanding talent, and that could happen if some elders took notice of them and appointed them inner court disciples. Once they became inner court disciples, they would receive the real training of the Wudang Sect.

So it was evident here that Eadric Rong was still in the outer court disciple section, where he learned the skills and sword arts at a mere basic level.

At that moment, the commotion provoked many people to gather. Not only the outer court disciples whose residences were located around the bamboo forest, but disciples from the inner court also came to watch.

The more disciples of the Wudang Sect gathered to watch the fight, the more comments were heard.

"Come on, beat that kid up!" "Make him even more insignificant!" "Just sever his nerves!"

Those were the voices raised by the disciples watching the scene. They were generally arrogant and haughty from the inner court disciples because they felt special. To them, the outer court disciples were nothing more than a bunch of insignificant ants.

The outer court disciples were silent and looked on with pity. But no one dared to help Eadric Rong. Malakai Yan was the son of the Deputy Sect Leader; who would dare to be with him?

Back at the impromptu arena, the scene of the action, two children were fighting. "Plead guilty, kneel, and walk like a dog through my legs!" With a fiery glint in his eyes, Malakai Yan pointed his sword at Eadric Rong. "Otherwise, don't blame this young master for destroying you!"

But Eadric Rong, who felt innocent, didn't want to admit defeat. "I'm not guilty. So, why should I admit defeat?" Eadric Rong's face revealed a childlike look of innocence, further provoking Malakai Yan's anger.

"Don't know yourself. Now, accept your fate!"

With a high-pitched whistling sound, Malakai Yan's body moved quickly. The sword in his hand was thrust towards Eadric Rong. The sound of the sword rang out, and a white flash of lightning seemed ready to annihilate Eadric Rong.

The question hangs: will Malakai Yan's ruthless action succeed? Would no one have compassion for Eadric Rong?

Continued