Chapter 17 The Madman of Yaksha Family

The Gandharvas control the art and culture of the Eight Tribes, and Yin Fu was born on the night the Moon Goddess descended, possessing the soul of the moon—the purest of souls. But clearly, in both Datura Empire and the human world, such purity is easily coveted.

"I'm just feeling sorry for Mo Tong. He would have been very happy at the Martial Dao Courtyard, surely the top fighter there."

Longmoer smiled slightly, "That's not necessarily true. There are still some skilled fighters in human martial academies. I heard that Princess Karida graduated from the Martial Dao Courtyard of Rose Academy."

"Ah, you mentioning it reminded me. Sister Lucky Heaven, who won that battle?" Yin Fu's face was full of curiosity. Karida had once visited the capital of Datura Empire and challenged many fighters, piquing the interest of then-Prince Indra. Their battle caused a sensation throughout the League of Blades and Datura Empire, but no one knew the outcome. After that battle, Karida left Datura Empire.

Since then, Indra has remained unmarried.

Five years later, when Karida returned to Datura, it was for the expansion of her academy, amidst various rumors among the people.

"You, don't be so nosy. Focus on your rune studies." Lucky Heaven couldn't help but pinch Yin Fu's adorable little face. Only Yin Fu could speak so freely in front of her. Despite her young age, Yin Fu was already a royal musician with free access to the palace.

"Tch, you always treat me like a child. Mo Tong is the real child; I've grown up!" Yin Fu was very displeased.

"Your Highness, it seems this will end soon," Longmoer interjected, steering the conversation back on track. Gossip was one thing, but discussing the kings of the Eight Tribes behind their backs was quite disrespectful. "Even with Mo Tong's strength, there are few who can match him in the entire academy."

He was a noble of the "Dragon Elephant," but he couldn't compare to Lucky Heaven, the princess of the Celestial Tribe and sister of Indra, whose status was unparalleled.

Lucky Heaven nodded. She had been at Rose Holy Sanctuary for some time now. Although she didn't attend classes with ordinary disciples, she had gained some understanding of the academy's overall capabilities.

Frankly speaking, compared to the academies of Datura Empire, the quality of students, teaching standards, and faculty were somewhat lacking. Of course, that wasn't the reason she came here.

She had a compelling reason to be here, one that concerned the survival of Datura Empire.

Huff... Huff... Huff... Huff...

The breathing sounds on the field grew heavier, steady and rhythmic, clearly audible, yet they did not signify exhaustion. On the contrary, these were the breathing techniques of Mahoraga.

"Mahoraga's Hundred Breaths Combat Technique," Longmoer said with a smile. "Looks like we're about to see a result."

Yin Fu's eyes sparkled with anticipation, unsure whom she was cheering for.

Huff... Huff... Huff...

Each breath brought a slight change in soul power, enhancing Mo Tong's speed and strength incrementally.

When reaching the hundredth breath, the incremental changes culminated into a qualitative leap, marking the full eruption of the Hundred Breaths Combat Technique. Now, the hundredth breath had arrived!

Mo Tong's pupils suddenly glowed intensely, his soul power reaching its peak after the hundred breaths, nearly doubling his strength and speed!

His skin turned increasingly red, his soul power becoming more dazzling and oppressive. Yet, the opponent still seemed nonchalant.

Mo Tong paid no mind to this. His state was perfect, venting all the frustration built up from Wang Feng. The axe felt lighter, and the sensation was exhilarating. He wished Hei Wukai wouldn't draw his sword, allowing him to crush him with his hammer alone!

His breathing accelerated, his blood boiled, and his body was filled with power.

The axe swings grew faster, intertwining into a seamless curtain of light, forcing Hei Wukai to retreat continuously.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Mo Tong's breath was deep and heavy, his muscles bulging as he swung his battle axe faster, creating the illusion of multiple axes striking simultaneously.

It was clear that Hei Wukai's overconfidence had been exploited by Mo Tong, who unleashed a relentless barrage of attacks. Surprisingly, despite the apparent dominance, Mo Tong didn't exert overwhelming pressure, instead maintaining his advantage through continuous assaults.

However, the relentless onslaught finally forced Hei Wukai back. With a sliding step, Hei Wukai retreated, but his momentary stiffness revealed that he hadn't completely deflected Mo Tong's attack.

Now, Mo Tong soared like a dragon emerging from the sea, wielding his two battle axes like wings.

A full-power strike!

Mara Double Execution Slash!

Roar~~~

His soul power surged into the two Mara battle axes, glowing intensely, as if propelled by boosters, descending with lethal force.

At that moment, the retreating Hei Wukai suddenly smirked, his figure flickering as he closed the distance, thrusting his sword forward with his left hand.

Ugh...

Mo Tong grimaced, cursing inwardly. Before he could unleash his soul power, he felt a sudden pain in his chest, causing it to surge back. Though he managed to deflect most of it, the pain left him paralyzed.

Hei Wukai slowly stood up, smiling as he patted Mo Tong's head, "I told you countless times, don't pose if you can't back it up."

Among the Eight Tribes, the relationship between Yakkhas and Mahoragas was relatively close.

Clatter, clatter.

The two axes fell to the ground. Mo Tong pointed at Hei Wukai with his right hand, clutching his stomach with his left, rolling on the ground like a shrimp with its tail removed.

"Ahh, it hurts, it hurts! Hei Wukai, you bastard, fight me fair and square, don't use cheap tricks. Are you even a man?"

Hei Wukai smiled, whistling nonchalantly, "Any move that wins is good. One thousand gold, thank you for your patronage."

"Patronage my ass, you cheated!"

"Cheating?"

"I don't have any money!"

"Watch your language!" Longmoer scolded, "Mo Tong, don't swear. Your Highness is here."

Mo Tong, realizing his mistake, quickly got up, trying to compose himself, glaring angrily at Hei Wukai, who shrugged indifferently.

Longmoer shook his head in exasperation. Hei Wukai was definitely an anomaly. While his strength was undeniable, his personality was problematic. Many nobles in Datura found him intolerable. People were worried when he came to Aurora City, wondering what the King of Yakkhas was thinking, letting such a troublemaker loose, risking international incidents.