Chapter 640: Square Circle Lock, Thoughtful

Chapter 640: Square Circle Lock, Thoughtful

Dream Master was standing on a small hill and plucking a withered yellow flower from a dead branch. His movement was gentle, and his expression serious.

The next moment, the flower actually regained its vitality and lushness. It was even giving off a sweet floral scent.

Dream Master held the flower to his nose, closed his eyes lightly, and took a small sniff. He looked like he enjoyed the scent very much.

It was at this moment a colorful, phantasmal butterfly flew over from somewhere. It landed right on top of the flower.

“Is it done?”

Dream Master opened his eyes and caressed the butterfly gently. “Well done.”

A dozen or so breaths later, more butterflies flew in from every direction. When they got close, they circled around Dream Master as if dancing.

From a distance, it looked as if Dream Master was surrounded by a whirlwind of flowers.

“Alright.”

Dream Master held out his hand, and the butterflies dropped the Nature’s Shells they were carrying into his palm. After he put them all away, he said smilingly, “Save the games for another time, okay? We have a guest.”

As if they were sentient, the butterflies immediately gathered behind Dream Master until they formed a tidal wave of colors. At the same time, a man approached from a distance.

It didn’t look like the man was moving quickly, but he arrived at the hill Dream Master was standing on in just the blink of an eye.

After arriving at the foot of the hill, the man stopped in his tracks and looked up.

He was Defeated.

The two men stared at each other for a moment. One man had eyes as gentle as a dream, and the other as tough and stubborn as a rock.

“You killed those people.”

It wasn’t a question. It was a declaration of certainty.

“I did.”

Dream Master admitted without fanfare. “Are you here to take revenge for them?”

Defeated countered, “I do not know any of them. Why would I take revenge for them?”

“Are you carrying out the heavens’ will[1] then?” Dream Master asked.

“What does the heavens’ will have anything to do with me?” Defeated countered again.

“Then why are you here?” Dream Master asked.

“I am here for you,” Defeated answered.

“For me? I do not remember offending you in any way!” Dream Master asked. He knew how strong Defeated was. There was no way his Dream Butterflies could kill the man on their own, which was why he hadn’t sent them after him. He had no wish of entering the attention of a powerful enemy he couldn’t kill.

After all, Dream Master just proved that he was an opponent who deserved his full strength.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Defeated abruptly took a step back, raised his right foot high into the air, and brought it down like he would cleave Dream Master in half.

Buzz!

Space shuddered, and a massive giant appeared in the sky. It held a giant axe that looked like it could a mountain range in half.

“Mountain Splitting Leg”

If the “Thoughtful Fist” was a speed-based martial art, then the “Mountain Splitting Leg” was based on strength. It was a powerful martial art meant to dismantle all opposition via pure strength.

If speed wasn’t enough to defeat his opponent, then what about power?

BOOM!

There was a terrible boom, and the entire hill was split in half just like that. The man-made chasm was at least sixty meters deep, and the sides looked as smooth as a mirror.

Defeated did not look happy, however. In fact, his eyebrows were knitted together in a frown. It was because his attack had missed its target.

Not only that, he had completely lost track of Dream Master.

Defeated wasn’t worried though. He crossed his arms in front of his chest with one hand clenched into a fist, and the other stretched into a palm. He then drew a square with his fist, and a circle with his palm.

The fist and palm formed a boundary, and the boundary formed a world.

Everything within tens of meters of him plunged into chaos in the blink of an eye. The energies froze solid, and the space within the boundary was locked down completely.

“True Martial Mountain: Square Circle Lock”

The “Square Circle Lock” was a martial art from the Heaven Sealing Peak of the True Martial Mountain. The fist represented the earth, and the palm the heavens. Since he was the one controlling the fist and the palm, it meant that everything was under this control, wasn’t it? Therefore, the “Square Circle Lock” was an offensive-type sealing martial art that locked down an area and prevented one’s opponent from running away.

Defeated had learned this when he challenged the descendant of the Heaven Sealing Peak to a duel. Astounded by his martial talent, his opponent had taught him the martial art after the duel.

Naturally, he could not lock down everything within several kilometers of himself like the descendant of the Heaven Sealing Peak could, but tens of meters was well within his limits.

The reason he locked down the space around him was to find Dream Master, of course.

“Found you.”

Defeated looked at a certain spot in the sky and opened his mouth, and a purple pellet shot toward his target.

Thunder roared, and sword intent filled the sky as the purple pellet shot into the sky. Sword beams sprayed in every direction like a rainstorm while the sword qi narrowed into threads, and the threads transformed into dragons and serpents.

When dragons and serpents rise, the heavens turned, and the earth flipped upside down.

The pellet was no ordinary object. It was a sword pellet.

1. Which usually means enacting justice. ☜