Reincarnated As An Energy With A System Chapter 130
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Ning was surrounded by loud noise and high temperature, however, neither was enough to be a hindrance for Ning. Separating the Corpse Qi he gathered into sound and heat had lessened the intensity of a single one which was distracting him.
However, he couldn't keep it up for long. Simply standing in the darkness meant he would steadily gather Yin Qi from the environment, which was detrimental to what he wanted.
So, without any hesitation, he used the One True Spear strike and launched forward towards the woman. However, the attack didn't land on her.
The woman was nimble enough that she could easily dodge his attack and get out of the range of his Yin energy gathering. The spear strike didn't land at all.
He tried once more and this time tried to stop her with telekinesis, however, that didn't work out as well. Telekinesis didn't work on this woman.
'Sh*t. She is heavier than me. I can't stop her,' Ning thought.
Telekinesis was the only ability Ning had that could be used with both his Mind and Energy. It had a certain range that seemed to be increasing as his mental strength grew.
When he used telekinesis, he would have to use Mental Strength if the target was lighter than him, and Energy if the target was heavier than him.
Since the system had disabled all energy-related abilities, the Energy aspect of the Telekinesis was also disabled. So, Ning could no longer use it on something heavier than him.
Once again, the woman easily escaped the incoming spear strike. 'Sh*t, I can't attack her with a spear strike,' he thought. So, he switched to Revolving Spear Art.
He started slowly moving the spear from side to side while spinning it around him, while constantly stacking the damage it had.
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The woman's eyes got serious. "That's the technique that gets stronger to stop with each rotation huh? I can't let you do that," she said and launched another blue wave towards Ning.
The attack directly hit the ground where Ning was standing, but Ning was no longer there. The woman hastily looked to the side and saw him horizontally sitting alongside a building wall.
Ning had launched himself to the side and landed on the wall. He once more launched himself directly towards the woman with both his movement technique and Qi push combined.
It was too late to dodge. "Come die," the woman shouted as she made a vertical slash just where Ning was coming from. The spear and the sword clashed as a massive TING sounded between them just before…
CRACK
Ning's eyes went wide when he saw what had just happened. The spear he was so proud of actually had a crack in it. The crack wasn't very big, but it was enough to severely reduce the durability of the item.
'Sh*t, real spirit artifacts are something else,' Ning thought. The situation was getting worse. Seeing that the spear had a crack-in, the woman started slamming down her sword towards Ning.
Ning used both hands the hold the spear above him to stop the sword. Attack after attack slammed on the spear, cracking it more and more.
"Hahaha, You're dead now," the woman shouted as she maniacally kept on slamming the sword on the spear. The spear had more and more cracks, but the damage it was taking was also getting lower and lower.
The woman in her chance to kill Ning had completely forgotten about why she was staying away from him in the first place.
The spear was on its final legs and with another hit from the woman, it got destroyed. The sword passed through the spear and went towards Ning's shoulders. His eyes went wide.
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Ning let go of the spear and caught the flat side of the blade with both of his hands. "Wha— " the woman was shocked.
Ning twisted the sword to the right and expertly landed a kick to the woman's head at the same time.
BAM
The woman was sent flying into a house.
"Tsk. That hurt you bastard," she said as she walked out of the rubble. "The hell do you think you are to attack me like th— " she stopped mid-sentence when she saw Ning standing further away.
His clothes were starting to light on fire and the sound was really strong right now. However, the thing that stopped the woman from speaking was the thing on Ning's hand.
He was holding her sword. "Give it back you bastard," She shouted as she used Qi to bring the sword back to her. She had already refined the sword and thus could freely control it with her Qi within a certain range.
The sword tried to leave Ning's hand, but he was tightly holding it. The woman put forth her arm to pull the sword even harder and then she noticed it.
Her blue arm had lost its signature color and had returned back to its normal pale white. "Wha-What?" the woman said in surprise. Her corpse Qi was gone and without it. She was as strong as any normal 9th Qi Condensation realm now.
And that… was not strong at all in front of the current Ning.
The woman realized this as well. From the fight she had with Ning, she knew that he was strong, just not as strong as her. However, now the situation had changed and it was very dangerous for her.
Instead of pulling the sword, she pushed the sword back and ran for her life. Ning wasn't going to let that happen. He immediately pulled the broken spears and one after another, threw both of the spear halves towards the woman.
One of the spear halves missed, but the other one managed to pin her to a tree along the side of the road. The woman screamed and pulled the spear out, freeing herself, but it was too late.
Ning had already arrived and with a single slash of the sword, cut the woman in half.
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