442 Twisting Tempest Thrust

'Twisting Tempest Thrust – First Form!'

FWOOSH!

Immediately, from one of his liberated pathways, energy began to gather on the tip of Virus' longsword as he thrust it like a spear at the rushing cow.

Bam!

Both opponents were flung backward.

While the cow seemed a little dizzy, Virus's arm felt numb.

MOOO!

Still, intent on ripping Virus apart, the cow lunged at him once more!

"Huh! Come!" Virus's eyes shined brightly as he sensed nothing but exhilaration at the struggle he was going through. It was at times like this that he felt most alive.

'Twisting Tempest Thrust – Second Form!'

As he went into stance, twice the former energy started radiating off from both of his pathways before they gathered on the sharp end of the longsword. 

However, it wasn't merely gathering this time. Rather, the energy was clearly in a restless state as they created wind-like turbulences and fluctuations on the very tip itself.