A cultivator?

Tonight I was flying with my wind sound power through the streets, with my bees softly flying among the locals. At one point, I stopped flying and looked to the side because I sensed six people fighting a man, and the scene caught my attention for two reasons.

First, despite being alone, he was easily beating everyone up. His movements were smooth, blending strong and useful martial arts. Each of his movements was precise and powerful, with a unique nature and an extremely high combat capability. The individuals fighting him used metal rods or small daggers, and I paid attention to the fight for another reason.

I applied Qi to my eyes, and behind the fog and mask, my eyes glowed with the icy color of my Eyes of God power. And indeed, it was what I thought...

I saw something similar yet different from the Qi I know. In his hands, there were small traces of Qi, but the problem was in the center of his chest, extending particularly to one of his fists. There was a unique and extremely powerful energy, like an aura that reminded me of a dragon with power and tyranny.

Both aspects were different energies and did not seem to be cultivated with the methods or principles I am familiar with, probably meaning that this world must use a special way of manipulating Qi.

With all this information, I couldn't help but feel curious. So, I intended to lend him a hand, not because he needed it, but to communicate with him. I appeared next to the wind and, using a bit of Qi in my feet, accelerated my movement and grabbed the hands of two people who were surprised by someone appearing out of nowhere. I moved my legs and used my knees to deliver two direct blows to the faces of two of them, knocking them out.

I noticed that the fighting man, with beautiful curly blond hair, was surprised but seemed to recognize that I was not his enemy. He quickly moved and finished beating everyone.

When he finished, while breathing softly, he looked at me and asked, "Who are you?"

"I am called the Immortal, a vigilante. May I know your name?" I asked with curiosity.

He paused for a moment but then responded, seeming to be a good person with a hint of naivety. "My name is Dany Randy, namasté."

I was surprised by his greeting, which reminded me of a monk. But I returned the greeting with the same gesture. I was also intrigued by the surname Randy, given the name of the strong company with the same name. But I didn't think much of it, assuming it was just the same surname as the former owners of the company.

Although I wanted to ask a lot about the Qi and that energy, we didn't know each other well enough. So, I decided to do otherwise and took out a small round device. In the middle, there was a green symbol with a sword and a small crystal in a defensive shape, symbolizing something like a shield. Below it, there was the name Guardian Sword.

This was an updated version of the old item I used as a symbol and means of communication, created with the help of Arthropod, Peter, and Anturian. The item had GPS functionality, communication between devices, and a small internet connection. It also had advanced coding, and if someone tried to track the number from the other side and got close to passing the firewalls, it would explode on its own. Its shape was small and discreet, looking like an ordinary item or a trinket that wouldn't draw attention.

This might be seen as a premature act, but I trust my instincts, and in any case, the security measures were there. In its current state, it could only communicate with me. Besides, I didn't intend to invite him to join yet, as I didn't know him well enough.

He held the item with curiosity. "This is a way for you to communicate with me, in case you need help."

He looked at me and asked, "Why are you giving me this?"

"Well... I think you're an interesting person... You were also beating up some thugs. The symbol represents our vigilante alliance, so if you need anything or are in danger, you can call us. Of course, we don't intend to provide unconditional help. If we can't go or if it's something we don't believe in, we won't go."

"I understand..." He agreed while looking at the item and fiddling with it curiously. I smiled and, with the wind at my feet, quickly moved away because I received a call from someone. "I'm off," I whispered softly. 

And he, still able to hear me due to his heightened senses, looked up and only saw me flying in the air and leaving. "Ah... bye!!" He said goodbye, still surprised by how I disappeared while murmuring, "So that's how he appeared out of nowhere... I read something about mutants the other day... could he be one... but he also seemed like a martial artist, even though I only saw his movement briefly..."

The reason I had to say goodbye quickly was because I received a notification on my Omnitrix. "Anturian, show me the message." [Daredevil: Immortal, I am willing to join your alliance. But first, I need you to help me with something... meet me at this address XXX.] [I: Understood, I'm looking forward to it.] I replied with a smile while flying in the air, increasing my speed with the wind power.

For me, this is a good thing. I don't intend for my group to have many members, but I still want it to have some. At the very least, it will allow me to form alliances with other forces, some of which I have already considered possible.

Soon, I arrived at the location, a small abandoned building, and sitting on a piece of ruins in the center of the building, dressed in red like a devil, he was there peacefully. The building had pieces falling, indicating it was collapsing.

When I arrived at the place, I smiled softly and spoke while moving lightly towards him. "It's good to see you again. What do you need help with?"

"It's good to see you too... I need your help to capture a specific enemy. I want to try to take down what he is doing in New York and arrest him."

Hearing this, I was curious and sat in front of him. "Give me more details."

I was very curious as it seemed like a positive thing for me as well and would help reduce crime in New York itself.