Chapter 17: 3-Coloured Fruit

Lance sidestepped a thrust from Gong Yu's spear as he swung both his swords simultaneously towards Gong Yu but was easily dodged. Even though the pain was suppressed, he still couldn't move at his full speed. Lance understood this as he again swung his swords at tricky angles from 2 different directions, Gong Yu immediately retreated as his spear had more range. He could see that Lance wasn't in a good condition took advantage of this.

Gong Yu thrusted his spear at Lance but he deflected with one sword and tried to attack with the other. The short length of his sword caused him to miss though. He grunted in irritation and pain as his injury flared up again due to the movement. Both of them backed away for a moment to catch a breath. Lance was bleeding from multiple wounds, even though they were not very deep every little bit counted. But his opponent was still fine as his spear afforded him the opportunity to attack safely.

Lance took advantage of this as he brought the hilts of his swords near, a faint attraction started up between them. The hilts immediately melted together as they touched, the blades shortened a bit on both sides to form spearheads. But they were a little to big for typical spearheads instead it looked like a couple of long daggers were embedded on both sides.

Lance immediately attacked to take of Gong Yu's brief moment of surprise, but he was still reticent enough to see the danger. Gong Yu again went on the offensive but Lance was able to deflect his spear a bit easier this time. The stalemate continued for a few more minutes but Lance was getting weaker from the blood loss. He understood that he wouldn't be able to go on much longer.

He hadn't wanted to expose this trump card but he didn't have any choice. The spear in his hands split into the 2 original swords, but the difference this time was that a black light encompassed the blades.

Gong Yu didn't know what the black light was but since Lance took it out at this time it shouldn't be underestimated. He activated the skill of his sect using the spear. Soon the spear emitted a red light as he got ready to finish off his opponent.

Lance too took a deep breath as he revelled in the power his weapon mastery granted him.

He saw Gong Yu lunging toward him with his spear glowing red, but his opponent seemed to have reduced drastically. He easily dodged and made a wide swing to cut his opponent in half. But the problem was that he was injured so he could only move than his opponent.

Usually, his weapon mastery seemed to enhance his body and mind both, but his body was wounded and exhausted already. Lance felt his frustration rising as he fought at a snail's pace. The advantage of the little increase in speed was negated by his opponent's superior range.

Even though Lance held the upper hand in this fight, he still couldn't harm Gong Yu. The scene reminded him of the of the time a cultivator attacked the caravan he was travelling with. Even though he wasn't helpless as back then, his mind still rebelled at the thought of escaping.

'No!', Lance thought to himself, 'If I run away from every fight, how will I ever have my revenge, how can my sister's soul be at peace if that villain is still alive!'

Lance roared as the black light on his swords intensified, he deflected a thrust from Gong Yu's spear but the black light sliced the spear as if it was paper. Even though Lance was surprised, he still swung his other sword at Gong Yu.

A head flew through the air and coincidentally landed in the pile of heads. But a scream immediately resounded after. As it turned out, Gong Yu's spear had skewered Lance's shoulder.

The sword was supposed to deflect the spear but it instead cut through it, so the spear still held its momentum even as it lost its spearhead. Gong Yu's body collapsed in front of him but he too collapsed after somehow pulling out the spear.

His breath came out in wheezing coughs as he lay on the ground, the rage puttered out as even more pain came rushing back. But a small round thing was stuffed in his mouth, he instinctively swallowed.

As soon as the round thing reached his stomach, it immediately dissolved into rich essence energy. His cells sucked up the energy as if they were starved. His wounds immediately started healing as his mind slowly cleared.

But as the injury on his chest started closing, an immense pain assaulted him. He screamed as the skin on his chest wiggled and tried to close the hole.

Lance felt as if his chest was being torn apart even though he could see his wound getting better. He tried to calm down but a scream tore its way out of his throat due to another bout of pain. Sweat covered his forehead as he desperately squeezed the hilt of his swords.

The wounds healed after what seemed like eternity to Lance. He tried to move but his body seemed to disagree. His eyes closed against his will as he went under.