Rising Monk V3c52-3

Volume 3 Chapter 52 The Martial Arts Performance


Edited by: Kanaa-senpai


 ”This magic power… just as I thought.”


 ”‘Just as you thought?’ What do you mean?”


 Her voice laughed, trembling with excitement.

 It was likely from the thrill.


 Her black eyes glowed faintly red.

 The vampire’s Magic Eye of the Charm.

 A weakening curse was placed on Katyusha’s strong body.


 ”If you’ve noticed something about my power, I can’t let you live any longer.”


 ”────!?”


 The sound of the female warrior monk gasping.

 Kian smirked, letting out a fierce growl.


* * *


 The clash between them came suddenly.


 ”I can’t let you live any longer.”


 With those final words, Kian seemed to blend into the light pouring down into the arena.

 This was not a vampire’s technique.

 It was the warrior monk’s skill.


 An applied technique from the ‘Leap’ system that enhances speed, called ‘domain.’


 It rewrote the laws of physics in areas outside Katyusha’s magic resistance, moving at super speed, close to the essence of ‘Leap.’


 To Katyusha, it probably looked like her opponent’s figure swayed back, swept away by the wind.


 As Kian slid in from the right, the sand where he kicked off exploded like a blast.


 Dust clouds.

 Cheers came late.

 The audience felt confused, searching for the vanished Kian.


 ”…!”


 The voices from the audience were unnecessary.

 All the noise was cut away.

 What mattered was only the movements of himself and Katyusha.


 In his super slow vision, Kian saw the female warrior monk’s shamshir swing up from above, aiming for his right shoulder.


 As she stepped in, her falchion swept sideways, gliding off the shamshir’s blade.

 A high metallic sound.

 A strong resistance echoed.

 Sparks flew, and the scent of the woman’s sweat suddenly filled the air.


 (Great Sword…!)


 If she deflected his sword, she would quickly twist her wrist and split his skull.

 He already understood that movement.


 Not resisting the direction of the deflection, Kian kicked the sand with his right foot and jumped to the right.


 If the slash comes with a twist of the wrist, it will barely graze her side.

 After the blade passes, she just needs to take off his head with a horizontal slash.

 Kian’s sword speed is faster because he is charging forward.


 ”――――.”


 But Katyusha remained calm.

 Tilting her shamshir downward, she blocked Kian’s attack and then jumped back without launching a counterattack.


 She hopped back irregularly, trying to create distance to regroup.


 (Tch…)


 He chased her.


 She was from the black panther tribe, but her body was weakened by a charm’s effect.

 Kian easily caught up and unleashed 7 quick strikes with his arms.


 The slashes flashed like lightning.


 His power and speed were much greater than when he had torn apart Shield Cain before.

 Two downward slashes.

 A step forward and a thrust.

 Thrust again and again.

 He bent low, swinging around to strike her midsection.

 Wrapped in ‘Leap,’ he jumped into the air, aiming for the neck of the upside-down beas2man like a bat.


 In the moment the last slash was deflected, Kian melted away into the partially uncovered night sky of the underground arena.


 ”…h, …h, …h!”


 From the ground, Katyusha looked around while holding her sword upright.

 Kian, dressed in a black robe, danced in the air like a member of the Night Clan who had disappeared.


 With arms spread wide, he fell toward the night sky.


 He melted into the starry sky.

 Light left shadows behind.


 With her blood-colored eyes wide open, she activated her ‘domain’ and began to move at high speed.


 Gliding as if slicing through the night air.

 Just before hitting the sandy ground, she turned sharply, racing just above the surface.


 Then she repeated it again.


 If the enemy is guarding with a Great Sword raised, she would disrupt him at high speed and strangle him.


 ”Shh…!”


 ”――――!”


 But he had noticed her movements.

 Katyusha had shut her eyes.

 She disconnected her vision on purpose.


 The sharp senses of the black panther tribe accurately detected the enemy’s position.

 By deliberately closing her eyes, she was no longer confused by the repeated appearances and disappearances of the warrior monk’s technique.


 ”…huh, …ahh, …mm…”


 Short sounds, like soft breaths.

 Katyusha, with her eyes closed as if sleeping, leaped backward, igniting the energy inside her.


 Kian, chasing her, clenched his teeth.


 (A high-level technique from the impact category, ‘Tear’…!)


 ’Tear’ was not just a slash; it was a super-powerful disassembly attack.

 It literally breaks apart anything the blade touches.


 Magic-wrapped objects are harder to disassemble, but for things like inorganic materials, weapons, or shields, she could tear through them at a molecular level.


 The essence of the Great Sword.


 A technique just a step away from a secret move that shatters the enemy along with their weapon.


 Katyusha, with the blade poised beside her right ear, gritted her teeth.

 Her shamshir was wrapped in pure white energy.


 Activation was already possible.

 One more step forward, and it would come.


 (But here, she would take that step. She would face it!)


 ”Yah…!”


 ”────────!! Haa…!”


 The clash of murderous intent.

 Like still waters, she waited for the perfect moment to leap.




 Katyusha’s arm bulged, and a crunching sound echoed.



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