Divine (Part 1)

Blood from River Monster's bottom lip stained the top of her teeth and trickled down as she sealed her meridians to staunch the bleeding around her exposed flesh. The reason the wound wasn't neat was because her arm wasn't amputated using a blade but torn off using bare hands.

Huffing and puffing, River Monster belted, "How dare you chop off my arm!"

Master Ming marginalised River Monster as his attention was elsewhere. Abels advanced as soon as River Monster's scream drew attention. Nobody but one man caught Abels moving because he masked his movements using Eclipse. Abels had to spring fast before the attention was back on him. He, nonetheless, didn't let his desire to land a hit cloud his judgement.

Like Abels, Master Ming wasn't a reaction specialist. He, however, did have the ability to locate other Divine Realm adepts as they did. Master Ming was also extra mindful of Abels as there wasn't any chance Abels wouldn't use his ally's predicament to his advantage.

When all was supposed to be over, Master Ming raised an arm in a smooth motion to intercept the knuckles heading toward his face. Abels punch lacked any concept of technique; call it brawling style if you insist. Similarly, instead of using his mystifying flick technique, Master Ming's defence was no less unrefined than Abels' punch. The easiest way to picture Master Ming's one arm defence against Abels' punching combos was an unbridled toy bouncing off Abels' arms and fists. If there was a contest for fighting in an unbecoming fashion, Abels and Master Ming would be the top two contenders for the crown.

Nobody watching questioned the two's competence as their pace eventually reached a point where the audience was just seeing afterimages stacked on afterimages. Because of the two's Eclipse ability, those watching hallucinated white mist shrouding the two locked in combat.

Abels was merely jumping on a calculated opportunity that presented itself. Nobody had a