One might even call it a new beginning.the ending of the Bond being reset to 0 felt really freaking good, wow
One might even call it a new beginning.the ending of the Bond being reset to 0 felt really freaking good, wow
Huzzah!
Double Huzzah!
Appropriate for his themes, and counters what resulted in his loss in the previous match. Also the juxtaposition between wind/lightning should make for an interesting narrative going forward.He had become the lightning.
In that moment, she met his eyes, and found commonality. Neither wind nor lightning could be caged. She would not trap him with laughing revelers again.
But did her shoes survive?Her dress was a little charred, and she'd gotten some cuts and scrapes,
I see Hanyi is educating Relong in the virtues of "enjoying being stepped on" just like his big broOff to one side, Hanyi stood proudly atop his defeated dragon. Her dress was a little charred, and she'd gotten some cuts and scrapes, but she was in good humor.
But around her, she felt the dream deepen, the world blurring and rippling, in a moment of communication with Sixiang, she understood. As Ji Rong drew back his fist, the world bent, and Sxiang manifested, slender arms wrapped around his chest. Their features were feminine, and as they leaned forward to nip at his ear, space bent and his movements slowed.
"Heeeey cutie, things are about to get hot," Sixiang giggled.
It was at that point that magma concentrated down to a single point erupted under his feet, and Ling Qi flowed back to her feet, the revelers around her beginning to cheer and stamp their feet.
This kind of stuff is why Six is best potential husbando :3
That is great. The fight overall is too, though I spent far too long searching for Shroud activation. I eventually found it, it just read like an Unruffled Stygian Reflection activation instead, though it was mentioned by name. The end was especially neat.That was the plan, she trusted Hanyi to deal with the dragon.
Ling Qi had managed that situation perfectly well at that level after all.
Oh hey, looks like Ji Rong picked up some western Blood Arts. That's cool.Ling qi focused through the lightning, eyes flickering silver, and she saw him. A tracery of curling red lines like tattoos marked his flesh, and the wound in his chest bled freely, a crimson line running down his chest. Sparks crackled around his fingers and his eyes burned blue.
She wondered briefly what she looked like to the audience, shrouded in mist standing atop Zhengui's back, surrounded by a growing phantasmal army that stalked among root and branch.
Suddenly this fog seems more inviting somehow...
They did look remarkably potent. Also much tamer then some of the stuff we've seen. Only a few drops of blood to create an impressive lighting field. I think his line of family arts is off to a good start.Oh hey, looks like Ji Rong picked up some western Blood Arts. That's cool.
How does he come to this conclusion from our fight?"...It's not enough to keep getting stronger on my own, is it?" he mumbled
At a guess:
Probably from this
[] Defensive strategy. With your spirits build up your advantage of vitality and defense until it is insurmountable.
The relative tameness might have been because his domain weapon (?) was giving a pretty big boost, and whatever Blood Art he knows helped push it along to completion.They did look remarkably potent. Also much tamer then some of the stuff we've seen. Only a few drops of blood to create an impressive lighting field. I think his line of family arts is off to a good start.
If he wasn't being 2v1'd, he'd probably have won, there.
Good to see Rong is no longer mono heaven spec'dThen, he did something that surprised her.
His hand rose, two fingers extended. He stabbed them into his own chest, lightning shrouded fingertips parting flesh like paper, and roared.
Hanyi thinks shoes are a Summer plotBut did her shoes survive?
It took so much to get the ankle flasher into them in the first place.
Hanyi 's voice rose in song and drove Relong back with the voice of winter. She hopped from Zhengui's shell onto a squirming root, following as he retreated. That was the plan, she trusted Hanyi to deal with the dragon.
Ling Qi had managed that situation perfectly well at that level after all.
Ling Qi stepped forward and laid her hands on the gaping young man's smoking shoulders.
She sang silence, and the revelers roared.
Muauahahahahahahahahahahaahah.Across the field, thunder boomed and a ring of inscribed discs appeared behind Ji Rong's shoulders. His fists rose, static crackled in whitening hair, and his silhouette seemed to frizz and jump.
In the field between them, Ling Qi felt their domains clash. Both were still formless, nameless. The Mist spilled into the world, and sang of winter's hardship, but Ji Rong protected nothing outward.
He had become the lightning.
In that moment, she met his eyes, and found commonality. Neither wind nor lightning could be caged. She would not trap him with laughing revelers again.
Then he was in front of her, his fist outstretched, sparking knuckles nearly touching her nose. Ling Qi became the wind, and scattered as the heavenly bolt crashed through her. In the boom of thunder, her laughter could be heard.
Even as her silhouette reformed, she heard glass shatter as his heels dug into the melted dirt and launched himself back at her.
This time a palisade of writhing wood rose to stymie him, even as a young girl's laughter mingled with a dragon's roar.
Just nooommm his most powerful technique, which probably cost him more than Ling Qi's defense did. If it was the same in qi cost, it certainly took longer to set up.Ling Qi stepped forward and laid her hands on the gaping young man's smoking shoulders.
She sang silence, and the revelers roared.
This though is kind of highlighting his problem in that he wasn't really working together with Relong. Relong and Hanyi both took themselves out of the general clash of the fight somewhat like Ling Qi fighting Shenyuan (Yan Renshu's worm) while Meizhen and Renshu duked it out and that isn't really conducive to matching and beating Ling Qi.Ji Rong stared at her hand, as if it might bite him.
"...It's not enough to keep getting stronger on my own, is it?" he mumbled.
Ling Qi's silence was her answer. She thought it was obvious.
Ji Rong took a shuddering breath and took her hand. She helped him to his feet as the referee deactivated the field