The Hidden Myth of Ji Dara - Chapter 68

He just flashed from one expert to the other like a specter or reaper, reaping souls for the god of death…

Even the village chief and his elders could barely catch up with his level of speed and the fluidity with which his attacks were made…

The randomness and irregularity in his slashes, stabs and hits, and in less than 2 minutes, Dara had laid waste to over 35 experts, as he danced between their midst covered in the blood of his arch enemies…

An expert stabbed towards Dara’s ribs and Dara simply opened his armpits and caught the experts arm within it, and rotated across the experts body before causing the experts stab to stab into the chest of his comrade before Dara then stabbed him in the back;

He bolted towards another burly man and jumped up sending his knee directly into the expert’s face shattering all the bones in his face;

Dara landed on this expert and dashed in a crouching stance in between two experts and came out behind them with his hands crossed in front of his face but his daggers dripping blood, and those two experts fell to the ground lifelessly;

Dara was nimble, agile, aggressive, calculative and precise as the battle knowledge of both Sam and the Dark Soul floated into his mind, and the more Dara synced these battle tactics with his body, all his limbs became more familiar with the intricacies behind every movement in these moves and Dara’s kills per minute continued to increase until he was slaughtering two experts every three seconds…

Instantly, some of the experts protecting the village chief and the elders began to take several steps backward in fear as they kept looking at the blood soaked Dara; a ten year old kid who was slaughtering grown men like he was simply cutting grasses…

He had no good emotions in his eyes; no fear, respect, humility or morals were left in those eyes…

The only emotions they were reflecting was deep hatred that came from the depths of one’s soul, unquenchable rage that burned ever brighter the more he killed, and a specific knack for bloodthirst that told them the only way Dara was going to stop is either if they were all dead or he could no longer move anymore…

Even Uncle Min and Aunt Lin who were initially awed by Dara’s fighting prowess were now getting worried at the way his eyes seemed to grow dead to killing as time passed;

“Something is wrong with that kid…” Uncle Min muttered to himself but Aunt Lin heard clearly;

“Archers!” The village Chief called out;

“Fire!” He added;

“But village chief-?”

“I no longer care about collecting anything from this kid, I will force his parents to talk…”

“I can no longer allow this kid to live on… It would be akin to cutting the tail of a viper and then releasing it into one’s own home…”

The village chief explained as about 70 archers lined up to turn both Dara and the people he was fighting into moving hedgehogs, but just as they gathered together, Uncle Min loaded the wooden crane once more and fired it towards these archers specifically as Aunt Lin rose up and blurted;

“Ignore us at your own detriment!”

Toof! Shchuk!

Kaboom!

Aunt Lin fired a flaming arrow at the massive ball of beast carcass which was overhead the distracted men, as a rain of sticky flames rained down on these archers who saw their arrows fire in random directions;

Psiu!

Dara dodged a random arrow just split seconds before it stabbed into his eyes as he looked to the screaming experts who were running around in flames;

“Hyah!”

The village chief urged the beast he was riding which began to charge towards Min Hong with heavy stomps that made the entire ground rock and vibrate…

Dara looked to the oncoming village head, and with two rapid kicks to the guts, Dara flipped backwards as he sheathed his daggers mid-air and then firing three quick shots at the village chief who dodged the first, and then used his massive sabers to block the other two, but just as Dara landed, he saw left approaching from his left on foot and right doing the same…

Left wielded a chain and right wielded a net, and with a swing of their arms, they launched these weapons towards Dara who frowned deeply;

This net was very large and the chain was also long and heavy, he could not allow himself to get trapped because that would spell the end of everything, and as a result the only option he had was to go head to head with the village head and the charging bull…

But just as these three shrewd men smiled at them cornering him, Dara simply revealed a smirk of his; he nocked three arrows at once and fired it at the village head from three tight but difficult angles, and whilst the village head was distracted from the incoming triple salvo, Dara bolted towards him as he quickly pulled out another arrow and shot it with ferocious strength as the arrow went faster than the three he had fired earlier…

The village chief was stunned by Dara’s tactics; this last arrow he just fired was heading straight for his beast’s left eye, and should he choose to defend the beast, he would definitely get stabbed by two of the three arrows coming at him;

“Hmph!”

The village head snorted in disdain as he stood on his beast, stomped on it and jumped into the air to evade to of the arrows coming at him whilst using his sabre to block the third one…

Buiheeheehe!

The beast carrying the village chief got pierced in the eye as it squealed in agony before falling and sliding towards Dara who was busy smirking mischievously at the village chief who was mid-air, and it was then that everyone realized Dara’s true motives, but it was already too late…

Dara ran ahead and stepped atop the incoming dead beast before stomping on it and jumping into the air to greet the village chief who was just descending from his jump earlier…

Furthermore, due to the fact that he was mid-air, there was little to no room for him to maneuver himself, and as a result Dara landed first, followed by several drops of blood and finally the body of the village head who landed lifelessly on the ground with his mouth still agape and his eyes wide in shock…

Dara had known the village head would have chosen himself over the beast, and had also predicted that he would obviously jump upwards since he was already cornered on both sides by two of his three shots, and it was the inability to maneuver oneself mid-air that Dara had planned to capitalize on, and as a result, he simply finished off the village chief mid-air before landing…

It was a quick, simply but efficient tactic, and it was in that moment that the two elder’s attacks landed on the spot Dara had jumped off earlier, and without wasting the openings they  have gifted him, Dara whipped out two coated arrows and fired it into the flanks of both elders in a quick fire move;

Puchi! Puchi!

The net and the chain were heavy, thus, the moment the two elders casted their weapon with both hands, it left their flanks open and Dara fired his arrows at those spots exactly, and half the length of both arrows sank into the side of the ribs of both elders, as blood leaked from their mouths…

They both pulled the arrows out, after all, they were stronger than their men as they have also unlocked their 12 principal meridians, but it was at this point that they noticed the black liquid substance within their bodies which was corroding their organs, it was the poisonous, combustible beast blood; they had been poisoned and there was nothing they could do…

The about 120 experts left all watched their village elders spasm on the ground like earthworms in a bowl of salt; these old men convulsed aggressively before they began to bleed from all their orifices and then dying with their eyes wide open and an expression full of agony…

But just as Dara turned around;

Puchi!

The sound of something stabbing through flesh and blood dripping rang our across the entire area which had been silent due to the death of the three elders;

“Nooooo!”

Aunt Lin screamed from her position as she tried to run towards Dara only to be grabbed by Uncle Min who restricted her as tears billowed from her eyes…

Dara looked down to the person who had just stabbed him, and his eyes suddenly glazed over in pungent hatred, he looked down at his chest area, and there it was, a dagger through the center of Dara’s ‘Death Palm’…

Dara had turned around to abruptly see Ji Dai stabbing towards him, and though he was caught off-guard, Dara was still at least twice as fast as Ji Dai, thus, the only option he had was to put his hand in front of the spot where his heart was, and the dagger sunk through the palm, coming out on the other side…

But since it was the death palm and everything within the hand was dead, Dara didn’t feel any pain coming from it, and only plumes of black smoke [Qi] came out of the spot where Ji Dai had stabbed;

“Backstabbers!”

Ji Dai raged as he fisted Dara in the face, removed the dagger from his palm and with a swift rotations, he yelled;

“Death Palm!”

Boom!

Dara slammed his pitch black palm straight into Dara’s chest before pumping all the Dark Qi within his palm straight into his chest;

Ji Dai’s chest sunk in about 7 inches before he blood sprayed out of his mouth as he was sent flying over 20 meters, straight into the raging ring of fire…

Dara looked at his palm, and the hole in the middle closed up right there in front of everyone’s eyes…

His hand returned to normal since he had pumped Ji Dai full of all the Death Qi within it…

Dara then stood to his feet and looked around at the remaining 120 experts who all dropped their weapons in slow motion before going down on their knees as they surrendered…