Chapter 188

Chapter 188: The Rising Dragon Displays Its Might

Midi hadn’t used the Breaking Army Rising Dragon Whip for years.

This sword soul heritage stood out too much – using it would instantly expose his identity. On any battlefield, it’d make him the prime target, more eye-catching than waving a commander’s flag.

Since the Tree of Life battle in Hertonmar, he’d never faced an opponent strong enough to make him use this terrifying technique. His Black Sky sword usually decided fights within thirty strikes.

He kept practicing it anyway, though chances to use it were scarce.

But now Midi unleashed it without hesitation.

This wasn’t Arad continent. This was Sky City – harsher, deadlier. His opponent? Tanius, strongest warrior of the Dragonkin tribe from the Sea of Three Towers.

Past glories meant nothing here where strength ruled.

To survive, he needed full power.

The Breaking Army Rising Dragon Whip’s wide reach solved humans’ range disadvantage against Dragonkin. Better yet, it channeled energy from his small golden sword – perfect solution.

As expected, Tanius’s fierce assault faltered the instant the whip appeared.

The Dragonkin warrior had been gathering strength to close the gap and impale Midi’s fragile body on his spear.

But when the whip cracked toward his face like lightning, Tanius froze.

Not just froze – he leaped back.

The whip outranged his spear completely. Charging meant taking multiple hits before reaching Midi. Dragonkin were tough, but not invincible – even arrogant Tanius knew that.

A frustrated roar escaped him as he jumped backward.

CRACK! The ground where he’d stood exploded into dust.

Gasps erupted from watching Dragonkin. Their Lightning Fire Wings champion… retreating? That puny human’s strike forced Tanius back?

Then came worse shockwaves.

Midi didn’t stop at one strike. Dozens followed. Hundreds.

The small golden sword inside him blazed with willpower, releasing waves of golden aura. This energy mixed with his pure magic, creating tsunami-like force.

The whip became a living storm. Each strike tore air itself, sending visible ripples through space.

Lightning-serpent strikes blanketed thirty meters. Thunderous cracks shook the tribe, audible miles beyond Dragon Platform.

From afar, the glowing whip resembled black storm clouds swallowing daylight. Dust particles caught in its path vaporized instantly.

Even Dragonkin felt suffocated under this endless assault.

Tanius kept retreating.

Midi shadowed him relentlessly. Using Ghost Cry’s advanced Demon Shadow Flash technique, he teleported after every retreat. No escaping this pursuit.

Dragonkin had power, not speed. Their champion kept stumbling backward as lightning rained down.

As Tanius retreated, he soon found himself pushed to the edge of Dragon Platform by Midi.

Falling off Dragon Platform counted as one defeat condition. Though this was life-or-death combat, anyone falling would still lose.

Would he lose?

To a human?

The thought ignited uncontrollable rage in Tanius.

In this close-combat duel, he should’ve dominated with Dragonkin’s physical strength and spear’s reach, ending the fight before his opponent could strike.

He imagined parading this human’s corpse before dawdling moderates of lightning faction as proof of superiority.

Yet now, he got cornered by this puny human – failing to land even one attack, humiliated before Dragon Platform’s vast audience!

Unacceptable!

Tanius gritted his teeth, abandoning restraint. He unleashed all trump cards reserved for true battles.

His only choice – this expected slaughter had become genuine combat, the deadliest kind. No room remained. Victory demanded everything.

His dragon-like eyes suddenly dilated, crimson glow rising within.

Now!

Recognizing the sign from reincarnation experience, Midi knew Dragonkin warrior got serious.

True battle began now.

Real life-or-death struggle.

Without hesitation, Midi doubled his power.

Air shrieked as his whip tore through atmosphere – Breaking Army Rising Dragon Whip’s first technique: "Shake Mountains".

This move once shattered Sais family’s Black Flame Legion spearmen, letting Midi breach city guarded by thousands.

Now stronger than civil war’s start, his whip mastery surpassed crude improvisation, touching true essence.

The strike carried mountain-toppling might.

Air compressed into tangible weight. Dragon Platform’s seamless stones quivered. Dust erupted from cracks like miniature geysers.

Instead retreating, Tanius charged forward.

Thunderous Dragon Roar burst from his throat, echoing across tribe for kilometers.

Blood flame burning in his eyes erupted from every pore, engulfing Dragonkin in fiery aura.

Gripping spear, Tanius kicked off – stone beneath crumbling to dust.

Proud warrior recklessly charged against mountainous pressure!

Two overwhelming techniques collided. Magic annihilation warped surroundings. Weaklings saw nothing but heard thunderous boom.

Tanius flew like cut kite, bloody spray arcing through air. Mid-flight, he twisted to regain balance, landing safely.

Mountain-shaking strike got blocked.

Wiping blood, Tanius chanted. Fiery serpents materialized, swarming Midi from all directions.

No complex spells needed – Dragonkin wielded innate magic. Just as Xena summoned lightning, fire-type expert Tanius had his gifts.

Amid serpent dance, Tanius swallowed blood and roared again, spear charging.

Midi stayed calm – if Dragonkin fell to one strike, Sky City wouldn’t be experts’ hunting ground. Battles here surpassed Arad continent’s intensity.

Before "Shake Mountains" finished, Midi readied second strike.

As fire serpents approached, glowing whip blurred. Crescent sword energy arcs shot forth!

Second technique: "Fierce Wind".

Sword soul’s signature move, unleashed through whip – each energy wave spanned ten meters. Hundred arcs became sky-blotting storm.

Instantaneously, Tanius’ fire serpents got consumed and shredded by sword energy tempest.