Talent System: I Instantly Master My Opponents Skills
Chapter 112: Troubles With A Dead Friend (3)

Chapter 112: Troubles With A Dead Friend (3)

The creature tried to block his advances.

Jason reached out and yanked something out of its head as it lashed out with its scythes.

He pivoted to the side and landed a back kick that sent it stumbling backwards.

The creature’s eyes were closed and its body guided its actions, using even more mana than before to increase its speed.

Yet, it was still unable to keep up with him.

Its body now moved erratically, having no more swift movements.

Every action it took could break the bones of an awakened.

It hand morphed its hands into scythes, its body moving to decapitate the human.

But even then, it was still unable to land a single blow on the person in front of it.

Jason increased the distance between them, deactivating Quick Evasive Steps so he could have a breath.

He huffed, dragging air into his lungs as soon as he stopped his use of the skill.

’I doubt I can use it anymore than once.’ He thought as he took oxygen into his lungs.

His opponent was battered and bruised, but his attacks lacked the ability to do real damage. Jason understood that it had to do with the fact that their strength was a little bit close to each other.

And the creature continuously used mana to increase its stats.

Its body emanated a gray aura as the mana around it surged violently in the air.

’One more time.’

’I’ll slash its stomach open, if that doesn’t kill it, nothing will.’

’After all, I’m on my last legs as it is.’

Jason got into his running stance.

The creature instinctively put up its defenses, its muscles bulking up as it used more mana to boost itself.

’Quick Evasive Steps.’

He blitzed, an afterimage left in his initial position as he moved towards the creature.

Jason didn’t waste a millisecond, he immediately went for the kill, entirely avoiding its scythes.

However, it sliced through the air.

Something cracked.

’The hell.’

He let go of the dagger mid-air, its blade just an inch away from making contact with its stomach.

His left hand shot forward, grabbing the hilt of the dagger.

Then, the monster kicked up, using its hands to balance itself.

Its foot connected with Jason’s jaw, knocking him backwards and ending his technique.

He fell onto the ground.

The creature landed on its feet, however it wasn’t in a better state than him.

Its eyes were open, indicating that it too was unable to use its technique as it had wasted all of its mana.

Jason wiped the blood on his chin.

’It really used a last resort.’

He could no longer use Quick Evasive Steps, however it proved something, opening its stomach would have killed it.

To dodge his dagger strike it moved with an uncanny speed and ducked, using its hands to balance itself from falling.

Then, it kicked up, using its hands to balance itself as it landed an attack on him.

"You’re good."

Jason didn’t respond to the comment, instead he got up.

His blood stained the ground.

His body was fatigued from his consecutive uses of Quick Evasive Steps, but he had still managed to knock it out of its state of heightened senses.

"But you’re not good-"

"Shut up."

"Don’t act like it was you that did damage to me, you had to rely on your technique. And now that we’re back to square one, do you really think you will win?

Or are you stupid enough to think I’ll allow you take in mana again?"

He charged at the monster.

The monster followed too, lunging towards him.

Both of them clashed, two scythes against one dagger.

He pushed the creature back, following up with a wild slash.

It easily dodged.

’Even though it isn’t using Instinctual Movements anymore, its body still reacts to my attacks, though it isn’t at the level it is when it uses Instinctual Movements.’

He noted that as it easily dodged his slash.

It quickly responded to his attack by swinging its death scythe hands at his head.

Jason narrowly avoided it, the scythes swinging over his head.

’Breathing Technique. Blade Strike.’

His muscles bulked in a split-second, their size growing.

He thrust his dagger forward, his blade moving through the air.

The creature couldn’t dodge, there was practically no way it could dodge this without its instinctual movements guiding its actions.

It pierced its abdomen.

But Jason quickly removed it, his feet shifting on the floor.

’30 Blade Movements.’

He was using the skill he had picked up from watching Zane.

Not only did he choose it because it fit the requirement for synchronization, but he noticed that the wife of the Clan head had mastered this skill.

It had to be good for someone like her to dedicate herself to practicing it.

He followed up with a low strike.

The creature easily dodged it.

But Jason’s focus did not deter, he quickly executed another strike.

It flowed in perfect harmony with the previous one.

The creature barely dodged this one.

He continued with a series of strikes.

In this moment, he noticed that each strike flowed perfectly with the next.

It was almost as if he was painting a piece of art, not executing a series of dagger strikes aimed to kill.

Gashes appeared on the creature’s skin as Jason relentlessly struck.

For the final strike, he aimed for the stomach. Just like he intended to.

He knew that if he didn’t kill it, he would be done for as the side-effects of using the Breathing Technique came.

The creature seemed to have sensed this.

It moved its scythe hands towards its stomach.

Both the dagger and the scythes clashed against each other.

The dagger flew away from his grasp.

It flew into the air, flying away from his grasp.

However, Jason ignored it.

He executed another slash, this time aiming for its left arm.

The limb fell to the ground as the weapon passed through it cleanly.

The dagger fell onto the ground as scarlet-red blood sprayed out of it stump of an arm.

But Jason could care less about it now.

He punched the creature on its face, landing a solid blow that sent it stumbling backwards.

Then, his weapon moved.

It tore its face open.

Jason was currently fighting with the weapon that Kira had thrown at him.

The creature was quickly forced to the defensive before it could even comprehend the loss of its right arm.

It was forced to defend and dodge with only a single hand.

When it tried to launch a counter, it was simply blocked and hit with a kick.

The amount of strikes Jason had done have gone far past 30, but he was too focused on fighting to notice that.

He had both shallow and deep cuts on his skin, but he was too busy to care about them or take a healing potion.

The creature however was unlucky.

It kept on being hit with strikes on strikes without end.

Then finally, Jason vaulted to the side, evading a counter from the monster.

He went for the stomach with his bloodied weapon.

The creature reacted, aiming to block the strike again.

Both Grey’s scythe and Jason’s weapon met each other.

However, Grey’s scythe broke.

Jason opened its stomach, his weapon moving across easily.

A sickening squelching echoed through the air as his blade tore through the stomach.

He moved away from it as it collapsed onto the ground., its guts spilling out.

Blood poured out like a fountain, crimson rivulets stained the snowy ground.

’Is it finally done?’ He asked himself, staring at his opponent’s horrific state.

It let out whimpers in pain.

But it wasn’t dead.

Jason fell onto the ground as well.

A sharp pain overcame him, forcing him onto the ground.

That was when he realized that he was still using the Breathing Technique.

Pain overcame his body, and the fatigue from using the Breathing Technique, Blade Strike and 30 Blade Movements consecutively finally came to him after the adrenaline was gone.

He could only endure the pain, his only companion as he went through it was the whimpers of the creature.

He clutched his weapon harder as the pain coursed through him.

Jason couldn’t tell how long he had been like that, but he knew it had to be for at least ten minutes.

When the pain finally began to recede, the first thing he noticed was that the whimpers from the monster were louder than he initially thought.

He stumbled to his feet despite the fatigue that wore him down.

"Shut the hell up!" He barked.

It didn’t respond, it could only whimper tragically.

He inspected its body.

It was indeed bleeding, but he doubted that it would be enough to make it whimper this much.

’He walked towards the monster.

’I should have gone for the head.’

He should have cut off the head instead of stabbing through it the first time.

’To think that they left me with the troubles of their dead friend.’

He mused as he crouched next to it.

Jason stabbed it through its head.

Multiple times.

And he didn’t stop until it truly died.

Then, he laid down next to the body and slept off.