Martial Method and Skill

After the explosion, the body of the two combatants on both sides quivered.

Soon, Nei Lee and Zorha stood up with great difficulty, Nei Lee felt his body was battered and bruised from the intense punches of Lu Tang.

While Zorha felt his muscle sore from that unknown energy explosion coming from the main character's body.

The air was thick with tension as they both looked at each other, their expressions filled with shock and surprise.

Nei Lee could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he tried to catch his breath, while Zorha struggled to stand upright, his eyes also fixed on Nei Lee.

Nei Lee's lips parted as he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Thanks."

He held Zorha's gaze, his eyes filled with a mixture of gratitude and respect.

In that moment, he knew that he had found an opponent he shouldn't underestimate.

Suddenly, a voice echoed from Nei Lee's stomach, causing him to look down.

"I didn't expect that in your human race, even with only a miniscule of energy and with that young age of him, he would defeat you, an expert from the future."

The voice said incredulously.

Nei Lee recognized the voice.

He could sense the shock and disbelief in its tone.

Nei Lee nodded in agreement.

"It's my fault. He is an elite, even with the knowledge of my past life, although I cannot say I am an expert in hand to hand combat, I thought I could beat any students around here."

He looked at Zorha with a newfound respect, realizing that he had underestimated his opponent.

"Yet, he caught me off guard."

Nei Lee knew that he had a lot to learn if he wanted to become the best.

He vowed to train harder and become stronger, to one day defeat people like this talented warrior in front of him and prove himself as a true martial artist.

On the other side, Zorha's head throbbed with pain as he slowly rose to his feet, his body trembling with the aftereffects of the unknown shockwave attack.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

He cursed, his voice echoing through the empty field.

Despite the dizziness, he managed to steady himself and regain his composure.

As his vision cleared, Zorha's gaze fell upon Nei Lee, who was also struggling to stand up too.

His mind raced with questions, and he couldn't help but ask.

"What was that energy earlier?"

He knew that in the world of cultivation, every protagonist possessed a secret weapon of sorts.

Little did he know, Zorha had just experienced one such weapon firsthand.

Frustration boiled within him as he cursed himself, hating the situation he found himself in.

"I hate this!"

He spat out, his anger palpable.

Zorha turned his ire towards the game system itself, the very entity that had brought him to this world.

"You put me in this game world, promising that I would die if I fell at the hands of anyone. And now you want to kill me by controlling my body? Attacking someone without my consent?"

He ranted, his voice rising with each word in his head.

Memories flooded his mind, reminding him of the humiliating moment when he was nothing more than a puppet in someone else's hands.

"It wasn't me who attacked."

He tried to explain it to himself, his tone laced with bitterness.

''It was Lu Tang controlling my body. It was because as if the main character himself was mocking me, my very existence so Lu Tang did it!''

Zorha's frustration only seemed to grow, despite his attempts to calm himself.

He knew that he had to regain control of his emotions, or else he might attack recklessly again and this time, luck might not favor him.

In an effort to channel his anger, Zorha began to bounce lightly on his feet, adopting a boxer's stance.

"I have to be careful."

He warned himself, his voice laced with a hint of fear.

Each bounce was a preparation for the inevitable clash with the main character, a way to focus his anger and energy so he won't attack recklessly.

Nei Lee and the voice within him watched with curiosity as Zorha continued to bounce and fidget on the other side of the field.

"Is that your humanity stance?"

The voice in Nei Lee's stomach commented, its admiration evident.

"I feel like it's effective and completely flexible. It would be awesome if you could create a martial art based on that, powered by a spiritual Qi."

The idea of a new, innovative martial art excited the voice, and it wondered if Zorha would be up to the challenge of creating one.

Nei Lee tried to recall his past life, but his memories were hazy and incomplete.

"No, I've never seen a stance like that before."

He replied, shaking his head.

"Even Lu Ren, who was supposed to be the most talented in the Lu Family's younger generation, never used it."

Suddenly, Nei Lee assumed a stance that caught Zorha off guard.

Nei Lee's body seemed to glow with an inner energy, and his movements were fluid and graceful.

"You mean this young master Lu Tang was more talented than Lu Ren?"

The voice in Nei Lee's stomach asked eagerly, but Nei Lee shook his head.

"No, I'm not sure."

He admitted.

"Lu Ren died while I was just a normal soldier and far more stronger than me, so I couldn't measure his skill. But after receiving the attack of this young master of the Lu Family, I have a rough idea that these brothers were equally talented."

Nei Lee's eyes blazed with a fierce intensity, and his aura began to materialize into a yellow, densely surrounding his whole body.

Zorha watched in awe as the main character's energy surged.

"What is that?"

Zorha asked, his curiosity piqued by the sudden transformation of the main character.

As he stood across from the main character, he was confident in his abilities to defeat him.

The first clash had proven that his time reset ability might overpower any move that the main character could throw at him.

But seeing the materialized aura, doubts began to creep into his mind like tendrils of smoke.

Suddenly, without warning, a system screen materialized above the main character's head, casting an eerie glow over the surroundings.

Ding!

[ Foe 'Main Character' used a Martial Method. ]

[ Martial Methods are similar to the bloodline power of the Asura race, as well as the player's race in the real world. Similar to bloodline, Martial Methods can improve the player if the necessary resources are obtained. ]

"That made it worse."

Zorha muttered to himself, gritting his teeth in frustration.

He knew that the system screen had given an edge, but the person in front of him was a main character, buffed with luck, mysterious powers and secret abilities.

As Zorha watched with bated breath as the main character concluded his preparations.

He thought it ended there…

Suddenly, the main character's eyes flickered to life, as if ignited by an unseen flame.

Ding!

The sound of a system echoed through his head, jolting Zorha out of his reverie.

[ Foe 'Main Character' used a Martial skill. ]

[ Martial skills are similar to the magic spell or bloodline spell of the Asura race, as well as the player's race in the real world. Similar to bloodline or magic spell, Martial skills can be improved depending on the user's perception. ]

Zorha smiled, although he felt uncomfortable when he was controlled by his arrogant behavior, at least the main character already used his life saving ability or whatever was that unknown energy.

Out of nowhere, Nei Lee launched himself at Zorha.

The element of surprise was on his side as it didn't wait for Zorha to react.

In a swift motion, Nei Lee's hand pierced through Zorha's shoulder!

The pain was not evident on Zorha's face, he still stood there frozen.

"Gush!"

The sound of blood spurting out of Zorha's wound filled the air.

The main character could feel the warm liquid on his hand.

As he stepped back, the gushing of blood and the splurging wound made everyone witnessing this scene horrified.

But it did not end there.

Ding!

[ Player Asura Zorha was poisoned. ]