Law Of Creation

PA!

A clean blow toward his face – his red mask. A few cracks appeared from the middle of the mask. It was slow but sure, the cracks widened as the fight continued.

But a clean blow was not enough as another one came forward and swung down his axe.

Clank!

Fu Tao leapt backwards while stabilizing his uneven breathing. His two enemies were tricky to deal with – when he was focusing on one, another one would increase his assault toward Fu Tao. No matter what, Fu Tao's rhythm would be disturbed.

In this fight, he hadn't used his Battle Technique yet, only circulating Elemental to improve his strength. But it was clear that it was not enough, only delaying the inevitable.

If he wanted to win, using Battle Technique was a must.

The two red masks continued their assault, not giving Fu Tao any time to ponder.

Clank! Clank clank!

Gritting his teeth, Fu Tao forced his body.

"F**k! I will just deal with it later!"

A faint of swordfish image appeared in the briefest of the second and both of his tower-shaped shield o both of his hands glittered.

Fu Tao didn't take any defensive stance, but rather an all-out offence. He couldn't afford to prolong the fight, hence he had to make a quick move.

Pa!

Catching off guard of one red mask, Fu Tao aimed at the stomach – the easiest and biggest area to aim for the whole human body. Moreover, stomach wasn't protected by bones, making it even more vulnerable from a blow.

From Fu Tao's calculation, one person would be out of combat for some time, and he would take this chance to take care of the of the cracked red mask.

Yep, limiting the fight into one on one.

But unfortunately, Fu Tao's calculation was off. Not long after that red mask crouched down after receiving his blow, the red mask stood up and continued the assault.

"Damn!" Fu Tao grew fl.u.s.tered faced with such inconceivable scene in front of him. "How can he still stand even after all of that! Are they human? Can they even be called human?"

The cracked red mask took this chance and made a sneak attack from Fu Tao's blind spot, from his behind, while Fu Tao was occupied with his mind. But unlike earlier, Fu Tao still kept his vigilance and found out the sneak attack.

"If one blow is not enough, then how about two! If it is still not enough, how about twenty or even two hundred!"

Turning his body around, Fu Tao punched the cracked mask right on his face – his red mask.

BAM! BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM!!!

The cracked red mask man was thrown backwards, but Fu Tao lunged forward and kept on punching on the face. It was akin to a desperate punch, between do or being done.

The crack on the cracked red mask grew wider and a few small pieces of the red mask fell off.

Charging another hard blow, the tower-shaped shield was thrust toward the red mask, making the red mask completely broken and fell off from the wearer. And right after the red mask was broken, the person completely lost every sign of life – akin to a puppet lost all of its string.

Fu Tao was surprised, but not only from that, but also from the face behind the mask. Hollow eyes, some wrinkles painted the pale skin, also the lips were parched and pale blue – not different from a corpse.

[Heck! This kind of thing is giving me a hard time??? How can it possible!] Fu Tao wanted to scream, but he didn't forget another red mask.

Swiish!

Parrying the incoming axe, Fu Tao leapt back and regained his footing. But no matter what, the image of the wrinkled man couldn't be erased from his mind.

No matter how many times of his punch which was thrown, there was no any trace of the wound on that corpse's face – as if all of his punch wasn't connected at all.

Without any wound, how could that man become a corpse? It was too bizarre!

Looking at the dual axe-wearing red mask in front of him, Fu Tao narrowed his eyes, [Wait. Don't tell me that this man is the same as that one. . .]

Even though he didn't understand on how the earlier red mask was defeated, but he recalled what he did earlier – smashed the red mask into a few fragments and small pieces

Hence, he would just do the same thing.

Clank!

Bam bam bam bam!

Increasing his attack rate, Fu Tao followed a blow after another blow to push the red mask. Not caring for various fresh wounds on his body, Fu Tao kept on pushing on and not letting the red mask away.

His situation was good, much better than previous. Since one of the two red masks had already taken care, the burden was lightened by half. The red mask was forced to follow on Fu Tao's rhythm, deflecting every Fu Tao's assault.

If Fu Tao could hold on the assault, everything would go as his plan. But unfortunately, fate was laughing at him.

Bam! "Ugh!"

His punch connected with the red mask, but at the same time, a paralyzing sensation occurred inside his fist and hand.

[Damn it! The old wound!]

That paralyzing feeling under his skin was something unbearable, making his movement sluggish for a moment. Not letting this chance, the red mask distancing himself. All his hard work on the assault was wasted and everything returned to the start point.

[F********CK!] Fu Tao understood that the battle would begin to tilt on the red mask's side if the fight grew longer, thus he just threw everything he had. It was a 'do or done', no retreat at all.

Clank!

The blow was deflected, but Fu Tao kept on his assault. He didn't throw his punch with the tower-shaped shields, but rather bashing the red mask using the wide side of the shield.

Pa! pa! pa!

The assault was less fierce than before, but the red mask was pushed without any retaliation after some time. Every red mask's retaliation was met with a shield, and he would be bashed – making retaliation became useless.

Currently, on Fu Tao's side, it was a race against time. He didn't know how long he could keep up with his condition. Moreover, it was faint but sure, he felt the numbness in both of his hands. And it grew with each of the exchanged blow.

Clank clank clank! Bam!

"DAAAAAMN! GO TO HEEEEL!!!!!"

BAAM!

The red mask was smacked down, and Fu Tao didn't let this chance away. Jumping above the red mask, he arrived above the red mask's body and locked down the red mask's body – as if straddling the red mask.

Without any intervention, Fu Tao gritted his teeth as he punched again and again on the red mask.

Bam! Bam bam bam!

Crack. . . crack crack. . .

A few faint lines appeared above the red mask, and it grew longer and wider. A few small pieces of the red mask flew around each time a punch was connected with the red mask.

Bam bam! Bam!

Crackkk . . . .

With one last punch, a few faint cracks were connected in the middle of the red mask, making the red mask were broken into a few big pieces.

And like the previous one, the red mask's wearer lost all sign of life when the red mask was broken. The wearer's face was similar, hollow eyes and pale blue lips, no different from a corpse.

But to be safe, Fu Tao smacked all red mask's leftovers from the corse's face – in case the corpse would rise again like a zombie.

Moving his glance between the first corpse and the second corpse for a few times and making sure that both wouldn't rise again, Fu Tao heaved a sigh of relief. But before he could celebrate his victory, his body crouched down while hugging both of his hands.

[Damn! Damn damn damn damn! Hurts hurts hurts hurts!!!!]

Tears welled at the tips of his eyes, but it was not his fault. The unbearable pain assaulted not only every inch of his muscles, but also wrecking his feels over the bones – as if his bones were all crushed into powder.

It was not like he didn't want to scream, but he couldn't – his teeth were sealed to bear the pain.

The numbness faded along with the arrival of the unbearable. That numbness was akin to adrenaline in his head, making him forget the pain.

Thanks to it, Fu Tao could gain the victory, but in exchange for this pain.

He didn't know how long it was, but for him, it was felt like an eternity – a neverending pain.

"What are you doing, smelly tofu? Do you want to pee-pee?" A cute voice came from his behind. Fu Tao wanted to curse, but he couldn't possibly to curse in this kind of situation.

[WHAT PEE PEE! WHAT! WHO SAY THAT I WANT TO PEE! DON'T PEE ME OFF, I MEAN, DON'T PISS ME OFF!]

Without lifting his head, Fu Tao already knew who it was.