Lightning Is the Only Way

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Old Man Lightning blocked the chop with his cane. It wasn't hard to block such a telegraphed attack made out of rage. Both of them had a body at the peak of Spirit Forming, so their bodies had the same power. The surroundings exploded, and the body of Old Man Lightning sunk as a crater appeared. Surprisingly, the cane was still in one piece.

Old Man Lightning pulled his left arm back as lightning started crackling on it.

"Lightning Punch!" he screamed with enthusiasm, as the priest quickly changed his attack into a block to stop the punch.

BANG!

The face of the priest froze in pain as a leg had just kicked him between the legs. He felt an unreal amount of pain that completely stopped him in his tracks.

BANG!

The fist of lightning exploded onto the priest's chest, and he got shot away into the distance again. "How did you not block my Lightning Punch? I even announced it! Are you actually really retarded?" Old Man Lightning shouted in shock.

The priest shot out of the forest again, but this time, his eyes were icy instead of furious. He had realized that he shouldn't have gotten angry. Yet, the damage had already been done. His chest bled profusely, and a lot of ribs were broken. The priest channeled his rage into cold hatred.

"You'll regret-"

CLANK!

Old Man Lightning attacked the priest with his cane, but the priest blocked it without a problem.

"Shut up and square up," Old Man Lightning shouted, but then looked like he remembered something. "By the way, that means you should attack. Not sure if you got that."

The priest gritted his teeth but said nothing more. He had to remain calm, or he would die today.

BOOM!

he could only create a small explosion. Yet, the explosion did the trick and accelerated his kick. Old Man Lightning quickly lifted his knee

BANG!

kick had been too fast to evade, and Old Man Lightning was thrown back as another small explosion came out of the foot of the priest. The flesh above Old Man Lightning's knee was destroyed, and his visible kneecap had some

WHOOM!

pressure hit everything in the surroundings as the priest activated his Heavenly Pressure. Old Man Lightning also activated his Will-Aura, but it was obviously weaker than the Heavenly Pressure. After all, Heavenborn borrowed their Will-Aura

his Will-Aura couldn't compete while the priest summoned a one-meter-long nail before himself.

CRK!

deflected the nail, but the nail's head took his cane with him. Not willing to lose his cane, he kept holding it and barely managed to stop his cane from leaving his hands. Though, not without some damage. Some

Whoosh!

appeared directly before Old Man Lightning, stabbing

Puchi!

Man Lightning's thigh, as he barely jumped upward a

BANG!

block the attack. If he hadn't, it would've hit his head, completely destroying it. Blocking the nail had left Old Man Lightning open, but it had also put him into a position that was perfect for putting all his power into an attack with his cane. The cane exploded with lightning as the priest's

with the Heavenly Pressure and his injured legs. Yet, Old Man Lightning still managed to close in quickly. He raised his cane high, ready to strike down with all his power. The priest, barely managing to regain his balance yet still staying at a diagonal angle, lifted his

Whoop!

made of hardened Balzar. Formation Arrays completely filled the

BOOOM! BOOM! BANG!

the saber, the club hit the Jade Token, stopping for a moment as the token shone, yet the token was also destroyed in the process. With those two things weakening the attack, the priest lifted his leg and kicked

attack would be blocked, which left him wide open now. Another nail appeared directly between them, pointing right at

BZZ! CLANK!

it missed its target and barely flew past Old Man Lightning's head. However, the nail's broad head hit Old Man Lightning's face, destroying his eyes, some teeth, and pulling him

straight with all his power. Nearly half his face was missing due to resisting the nail, revealing

BOOM! BOOM! Clank!

last time, both got destroyed by the strike. Like last time, the priest kicked the club, but he felt nearly no resistance from the club.

Pack!

grabbed by two arms.