Chapter 354: Wind Fist vs Heaven's Son

The name brought a jolt inside Madoku's brain. She would have never thought that name would come from her older sister's mouth. There was not a handful of people that she was interested in as far as she knew, and those people were powerful in their own way. 

(I guess its only natural that she would have a piqued interest against him) thought Madoku as she and the others in the West City witnessed the ultimate proof of strength. The moment where his fist went through the thick and mystique metal that was believed to be undestroyable almost made their heart jumped out of their chest. The strength behind that regular fist that looks like it made out of nothing but lean muscle was extraordinary despite his cultivation level that was considered the lowest amongst the other Crown winners.

"I never thought that older sister would be interested in someone like him."

"Oh? What's wrong? Do you investigate about him beforehand?"

"Yes, I did."

"Oh my, my younger sister is growing up so fat, I'm going to cry."

"Fat?!"

"Fast, I meant fast, sorry it's a typo."

"You are talking!"

"Te~he~, please, don't mind, I'm just messing with you. I can even see your face blushing from this distance."

Madoku was slightly pouting with her cheeks blop up like a pufferfish. She had never act such a way against other people, not even her best friend Ayumu. Only her older sister could made her that way. 

"Won't you share with me your knowledge about Lyon Torga?"

Though she was slightly irritated by her older sister's superiority. She never hated her for it. Despite the coldness and the quite high pride that she accidentally exuded because of her surmounting achievements at a young age.

"Lyon Torga, he is the winner from the world called Mabia, the people there had their cultivation fairly low compared to us since they are among the lesser world. It also means that he survived the assassination or 'Tragic Death' event that should fall on the Crown winners from the lesser worlds that have been occurring for a while now."

"En, en, it really does surprise me that the participant this time was full one hundred, though I doubt they could change anything significant, and then he came along with perfect resonance."

"Perfect resonance?! Older sister is that true?"

"En, en, I was surprised that someone else besides the Empress managed to do something like that and even more."

Even though perfect resonance had occurred, only a certain individual knew it sooner than the rest. With the distance between each of the cities was vast and far from each other, the position would play a huge role. The Center City was the perfect place to observe the phenomenon and the resonance that happened. However, Madoku's older sister's case was different.

"I, I didn't know, but, I guess it's a given when he leaves Bell of Heaven in that state."

"Yes, even the  Empress did not leave the ashen bell like that."

Madoku slightly contemplated before she asked, "Wait, older sister, what are you going to do to him?"

"Hmm.." the voice behind the magic brand hummed while Madoku was waiting in anticipation.

BOOM!

The land where she was standing shook, "It has begun?!" she creased her eyebrows. The two powerhouses were going at it at full force as the trees danced. The trembling didn't stop before the next launch of attack was brought out. 

"Heaven's Son, Kaiju Loh. Your power is indeed amazing!" exclaimed the Wind Fist, Tusak. There was not a slight fear in his eyes, only calmness that could challenge the calmness of a moon.

"Tch, of course, my fame matched my power, it is only a matter of time before I ascend to heaven!" said Kaiju Loh with a smile on his face.

Both of them were breathing at a different rhythm but none of them seem to be fatigued. These two highly trained individuals had different views of the world and their surroundings. None of their clothes even had dirt on them after they exchanged blows to a catastrophic degree.

"Kaiju Loh," Tusak clenched his fist before he entered a stance that dangerously enhanced his aura. The bits of soil slowly rose up as he pressed his feet to the ground. The veins on his calf popped against his bronze complexion. Even the long braided hair on his head started to flutter. His sword-like eyebrows and eyes creased to the point that his black pupils turned as sharp as a blade. The lean muscle slowly buffed up before his mouth puckered up to take a deep breath.

"Huuu..."

The muscles on his body turned as hard as bronze themselves as all of his attributes enhanced to a degree that even made Kaiju creased his eyebrows. He was looking down at the other Crown winners too much, even those among the Top Boards.

Feeling the pressure from the martial artist in front made him slightly furrowed.

Tusak took a gentle tap forward before his entire being left its position in half of a breath. Kaiju opened his eyes wide seeing a barefoot that was filled with dirt coming right at his face. (Fast!) screamed Kaiju before he creased his eyebrows and dodge the incoming foot while letting it out his clenched fist toward the Tusak's face.

Kaiju smiled as the guy had no way to dodge the incoming punch since both of the latter's feet were off the ground with his left leg being pulled to apply the fullest force for his right foot. However.

(What?!) Kaiju's eyes stared in disbelief.

Tusak's neck turned slightly as he was facing the ground with his calm eyes. He could feel the swoosh running just above his ears before his figure moved forward to the original destination of his foot. 

Landing with a soft touch to nature he borrowed he immediately leaped backward while turning around with his calm eyes gazing at the Heaven's Son who gritted his teeth.

"Wind Fist Art: Gale Palm."

Tusak suddenly stopped in place as he immediately annulled his own momentum and inertia before letting out two of his palm forward. Kaiju furrowed his eyebrows before a gale that had the power of natural disaster hit his entire body and send him to the curvature of the crater before a loud boom ensued.

"Looks like Heaven's Son is the first one to take the hit. Younger sister, you can be the fisherman... er... fisherwoman this time. I need to observe the Young Emperor."

Madoku raised her eyebrows before she said, "Wait, older sister, there is something that I must tell you regarding Lyon."

"Hmm? What is it?"

"He..." she gulped her saliva before continuing, "he only starts his cultivation journey in less than a year. His face resembled his actual age."

"What?! Madoka is this true?" the agitated voice was trembling as she asked one more time for assurance.

"En. True."

The voice behind the magic brand turned silent.

"I need to add that he is not originally come from the lesser world but rather, fall into it."

"Fall?"

"Yes, everyone in the region knows the story of the legendary god that descended down from the sky accompanied by three shimmering rays of heaven before he presented himself right in front of the queen in that kingdom."

"Don't tell me he comes from Heaven? No, not even if he is an original resident in Heaven would he have such immense talent! Under a year to peak Divine Realm not to mention from the lesser world. Unbelievable."

The lady with purple lips pinched her chin with her thumb as she contemplated. There was nothing but mystery shrouding the figure called Lyon Torga. She couldn't even mention Kaiju Loh, Heaven's Son to be in the same level of talent madness anymore. He was well above and beyond. 

"Alright, Madoku, I will observe Lyon for a while, while you do what you want to do, just don't disturb me. If you can knock out both of them at the same time, I will praise you hehe."

Madoku slightly pouted with her hand clenched and cheeks red as tomatoes but she didn't deny her offer. 

*BOOM!

"Tch, they sure fight so loud!" the young man muttered as he carried the silver-haired woman on his back. Little did he know that the fight he was doing earlier against the ancient being was like a thousand fireworks with different lengths of fuses being lit at the same time.

"Hey, Lyon, where are you going?"

The pink-haired girl asked the young man in which the latter immediately halted.

"To be honest, I don't know, first thing first is how to wake this queen up."

"Then..." Ayumu suddenly stepped forward before launching her cute dimples against him and muttered with a smile, "Wanna fight?"

"No."

"Petty!"

Lyon casually rejected the woman with a chuckle before he glanced over at the beautiful face on top of his right shoulder. Sylviana was his top priority, a fight could wait but he knew how clumsy the silver-haired woman was.