The Geared Immortal

Heroes and Villains: Chapter 3

/*unedited*/

The towering figure of Guargol made the middle-aged man looks like a dwarf, as the two stood facing each other in the middle of the arena. No one knows what's running inside the mind of the middle-aged man as he just stood in place facing the giant of a man with a calm expression on his face.

"I guess this is your fate, to become a mindless creature. Don't worry… I'll grant you rest." The middle-aged man muttered as he takes out a long saber from his spatial tool.

As an elder of a sect, he already carries his own spatial tool and has gained much experience in his travels. Facing the zombie bandit cultivator in front of him, he feels his confidence and assurance to win.

"Do you think he can win this fight?" Suddenly a Xinge Lee's warm voice was heard by Jin Fu from beside him.

"I'm not sure… this fight relies on each of our skills. If we win we have our lives, if we lose then we die." Jin Fu replied calmly.

Upon hearing his voice, Xinge Lee suddenly felt a little happy by the notion of him talking to her. But then she herself didn't know why this is, and just wanted to explore more on this wonderful feeling deep inside her heart. She is not worried about this kind of situation because she is already used to it. Though they are in a dangerous location but with her experience and her companions, she felt confident that their group can defeat their enemies.

"Umm… that man seems to be a powerful cultivator. I think there is no need to worry about this first fight." Xinge Lee said in a low voice.

Jin Fu nods upon hearing her opinion, but his gaze turns towards the rest of the fighters and was amazed at their lineup. Before, since he didn't know who is going to fight he didn't try to see through their power levels. Now that he can see them clearly he could not help but feel a little taken aback. The cultivation level of their opponent seems to be higher than theirs. But Jin Fu would not cower and hide, he has decided to give it his all in this fight. Though in their lineup he seems to be the weakest, still he will still do his best to not drag his companions down.

From the stage, a sudden loud roar can be heard as Jester lifted his hand in the air. Then without a word the rushing figure of Guargol can be seen darting towards the middle-aged man in a blink of an eye. On his hand is a huge silver ax that looks imposing as he swings it towards the middle-aged man's head.

But before everyone's eyes, a blinding flash suddenly burst forth from the middle-aged man's long saber. Then as he waves his long saber upwards, a golden beam shot out and hit Guargol directly on his body blasting his figure out of the arena.

Everyone was dumbfounded by the show of power from the middle-aged man. His companions didn't expect that he hides this kind of great saber technique.

After seeing that his opponent has been blown away outward towards even breaking through a couple of houses and even the village stone wall, the middle-aged man's showed a smile thought his complexion seems a little pale.

The saber technique that he just executed is a very powerful technique that requires a huge amount of Qi. What makes it powerful is that it can be instantly used even without gathering Qi. But the drawback of this skill is that there is a chance that a person's meridian would be damage if it is not strong enough to withstand the strong and quick suction of Qi.

The middle-aged man has already trained his meridians to withstand such force and suction. Now he stood valiantly atop the stage with his green cultivator robe's hem fluttering through the air, with his black goatee and hair of black and silver strands. His figure exudes confidence and would make one respect his strength.

"Did we already win this bout?" Xinge Lee muttered as she turns her gaze towards Jin Fu who is sitting beside her.

"I think, it's not yet over." Jin Fu said with his eyes not leaving the figure of the middle-aged man.

Jin Fu can see the Qi undulation on the body of the man, and it seems erratic.

Then suddenly a loud roar broke through the air as a figure suddenly leaps out from the rubble of the village wall.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man showed a surprised expression on his face. He did not expect that his opponent was able to survive that strike.

Guargol landed heavily on the ground making the stone platform tremble. Then without another word, he immediately rushes to the middle-aged man. This time, the man didn't use the same technique as it seems that he is already having a hard time controlling the Qi in his body.

The two exchange blows and many gashes of wound appear on Guargol's body. It is clear that he is not a match when it comes to fighting style with the middle-aged man. However, what surprises everyone is the healing ability of Guargol's body. Though he receives a lot of wounds, yet his wound would start to heal every after half a minute. This made the man in green robe felt despair. Though he knows that the undead cultivators are strong but he didn't expect them to be this strong as to be able to heal their own body without the use of any pills or potions.

In his dire straight he gritted his teeth and decided to do a battle of attrition. He would continuously deeply wound Guargol until his regeneration ability would end. Throughout their fight, he noticed that Guargol would always protect his head. So he would always try and hit it but to no avail.

"That thing is really sturdy… So this is an undead cultivator." Xinge Lee muttered to herself with a hint of curiosity and desire in her eyes.

"It seems that they are not like those undead beasts which are easy to kill." Shadow Ang said in a low voice with his gaze on Jin Fu.

Jin Fu nods his head in confirmation.

They have not encountered that many undead cultivators, and every time the horde would retreat, they would always take away the body of those cultivators who fell on the battlefield so they don't have any idea on how strong an undead cultivator is. But now upon seeing it with their own eyes, everyone suddenly feels at a lost. How can you fight something like that?

It's like fighting an infinite battle with an indestructible enemy.

"He should have targeted the head. I think that's their greatest weakness." Shadow Ang said.

"Yes, it seems that this giant is protecting his head all the time. If it can be severed then we won this fight." one of the men wearing a black body tight robe said gaining nods from others except for Jin Fu.

Right now he seems to notice something strange. If that undead cultivator really has the ability to regenerate his wounds, then why is there still a chunk of flesh missing on the side of his body revealing his bones and his innards.

Noticing this, he squinted his eyes and tries to see that particular wound. And after a while, his eyes suddenly lit up. He is not sure if what he is thinking is correct or not, but he needs to prove this theory before he suggests it to everyone. He didn't want to give them false hope and don't want to endanger anyone if ever his conjecture is wrong.

And so he stayed quiet and just observes the ongoing fight in the middle of the platform.

Boom!!! Boom!!! Bang!!!

The sound of exploding Qi resounded around the place as the battle is becoming intense. After a long time, the middle-aged man's complexion is starting to get pale and his movements getting weaker. He has used all the cards he has in his sleeves. Every skill and technique he has learned in his long travel was used in attacking Guargol but everything seems to just wound, slice, or smash his body and then return back to normal.

Suddenly, Su Aw flicks his finger while a smile is hanging in his face.

"It's getting boring…" he muttered.

Suddenly, Guargol's figure flashed and appears behind the middle-aged man who just stood in his place unmoving.

The time seems to stop even the winds and the elements seem to have been frozen. And then from behind Guargol, the body of the middle-aged man slowly slid down and fall to the ground as his waist was cut squarely along with his treasured long saber.

Everyone was quiet as they never expected that the green-robed man would lose to the giant Guargol.