Tempest of the Battlefield

Chapter 438: How To Provoke An Einherjar

Chapter 438: How To Provoke An Einherjar

Translator: Oneshotwonder Editor: Hitesh_

Wang Tong was aware of his choices and the risks, so he hesitated.

"I just don't understand how someone delinquent like you would have won Lan Qinyue's favor." Lee Moshan complained. On the surface, the fight was a battle between two Einherjars. However, the real reason that motivated Lee Moshan to fight was Lan Qinyue. As an Einherjar, he could have anything he wanted in the world, except for Lan Qinyue's heart. He had courted her fruitlessly for many years, but time didn't dull his enthusiasm. Even after Lee Moshan was married, he never hid his admiration and affection towards the goddess. Lee Moshan's current wife was not a fighter, so naturally, he felt they lacked a common ground. After their honeymoon period and the birth of a child, Lee Moshan had stopped paying attention to his wife entirely.

As of recently, loneliness and years of suppressed desires had spurred him to crave for Lan Qinyue even more—a typical middle life crisis. He dreamed of toiling in bed with her goddess and drinking her nectar of love. What a life it would be!

Lee Moshan's words didn't sit well with Wang Tong. He never minded insults towards himself, but he couldn't bear a second of listening to his opponent undermining Mr. Wannabe's power.

Wang Tong was an orphan, so very few people had cared about him, and neither did he care about the rest of the world. However, Mr. Wannabe was one of those who was near his heart.

Although Wang Tong never admitted it, he admired Mr. Wannabe even more than the Blade Warrior. Compared to the delinquent Old Fart, Mr. Wannabe was more like a father to Wang Tong in many aspects.

"Kom!"

Wang Tong had reminded himself to remain calm, but he felt the anger already reaching his throat, about to burst out. The anger spurred the GN force to spread across his body and neutralized the paralyzing effect.

Once he had regained his mobility, he gathered strength and was ready to unleash his retribution.

Wang Tong attacked with abandon. He had chosen to drop all attempts at defense and use the aggressive Layered Fist of Tong. The defense would be useless if his offense failed.

"Kom!"

Wang Tong's first strike had missed.

Lee Moshan flickered in and out of view in a zigzag pattern like a snaking lightning. It was impossible to predict where he would appear next.

"Haha. Someone's upset. Anger is not going to take you far. You need strength to back it up."

"Kom!"

A blade aura landed squarely on Wang Tong's back and made him stagger. Before he had regained balance, Lee Moshan reappeared behind him like an apparition.

Another blade aura landed on Wang Tong and sent him lurching forward. Despite the METAL suit's protection, he had taken a considerable portion of the damage. Before he had time to react, he was dealt another blow, and it was on his head this time. The consecutive blows quickly snuffed the fire inside Wang Tong as he conceded that he was much weaker than his opponent.

Strength needed to be complemented by a strong will, and it was the other way around as well. Wang Tong was not the only martial arts genius, since almost every Einherjar was as talented as him.

With his limbs dangling, Wang Tong's body floated in space like a ragdoll. He had lost the control of his body. Lee Moshan could have done away with him then and there, but he didn't think Wang Tong was even worthy of being killed by an Einherjar, and neither was he interested in learning his real identity. To him, the floating Wang Tong was nothing more than a piece of space garbage.

Thus it was, the fight of Einherjars had reached a very anti-climatic ending.

No one spoke a word on Earth while on the Moon, everyone was savoring the victory, a payback for their recent defeat at the tournament.

"Mother..." Qinyue was not sure what to make of the ending. Her mother had never been so obsessed with any other individual as she was with Einherjar Wannabe. However, the outcome of the fight made it clear that there was nothing unusual about the mysterious fighter, other than his mysteriousness.

If Lan Qinyue felt a sense of doubt, she didn't show it on her face.

Was that overwhelming sense of regret and sorrow she felt during the fight nothing but an illusion?

"I can hear your thoughts, you know? And, I don't like what I hear."

A voice boomed behind Lee Moshan as he was about to exit the battlefield.

Lee Moshan was so absorbed in his victory that he didn't even notice that his opponent had already stood up, and was well and alive

If the audiences had blinked their eyes, they would have missed Einherjar Wannabe's lightning fast dash to reach Lee Moshan. Suddenly, a wave of belligerent Battle Qi came over the Einherjar, and it was gaining intensity by the second.

In a heartbeat, the pulsing energy pouring out of Einherjar Wannabe had reached such intensity that it threatened to tear apart the fabric of space.

Mr. Wannabe had lost the count of years that he had been imprisoned, and this was the first time he had a body to command. The feeling was intoxicating.

Lee Moshan knotted his face and tried to counter the intense energy around him.

Many audiences had already left their seat, but they froze in their track as they noticed that the battle had not ended.

Lee Moshan attacked as he launched a fist squarely at Einherjar Wannabe's face.

"KOM!"

The strike hit home, but Einherjar Wannabe didn't even flinch. Instead, it was the attacker who had stumbled back and lost his balance.

As the audiences looked closer, they were surprised to find out that Einherjar Wannabe's face was not even scratched. Something was slightly off about the warrior that made him look a little bit different if one looked closely.

Mr. Wannabe stared into the distant stars and was still drunken with the joy of freedom.

Lan Qinyue's eyes lit up with glee, 'That's it! That's the Einherjar Wannabe she had fought with.'

Patroclus jumped out of his seat out of sheer surprise and stormed out of the room.

"Where are you going?" Zhang Jin shouted out her question, but she didn't receive an answer.

Lee Moshan didn't mind the minor setback as he quickly gathered himself. However, he could feel that his opponent's power had increased by leaps and bounds.

"Are you the youngster called Lee Moshan? I will give you three free attacks. How's that" Mr. Wannabe announced?

Lee Moshan was not sure what to make of Einherjar Wannabe's comment, but he didn't hesitate. He waved his hands in the air and rained blade aura onto his opponent. Einherjar Wannabe did not spare Lee Moshan a glance and took the onslaught of blade aura with its full intent. However, not only was he unharmed, the expression on his face suggested he was very pleased.

"One down, two more to go." Mr. Wannabe said lightly, but his words carried the weight of a mountain. The world boiled over at the sudden turn of events. The tide of the battle had turned! What was worse, he had called a veteran a youngster! Was that confidence or arrogance?

"Zzen!"

Spurred by his opponent's words, Lee Moshan unsheathed the thunder blade in a smooth action which he performed exquisitely. A blinding blade aura ran down the sharp edge of the blade and flew towards Einherjar Wannabe.

Even if it were Andres or Li Zhedao, they would have chosen to dodge the blade aura. But not Mr. Wannabe. He extended two fingers with a nonchalant finality. As the deadly aura slice through space, it was caught in between the two fingers, and with a subtle and gentle squeeze, the aura had turned into stardust.

"Two."

Einherjar Wannabe's supporters shouted hysterically at the screen as they were unable to vent the immense excitement in any other way. The development had lit up the hope in everyone's heart to see the power that was greater than the Einherjars.

Li Shiming couldn't believe his eyes. Something told him that this Einherjar Wannabe must be related to the Blade Warrior.