Chapter 125
The Ashura was a humanoid magical beast with three heads and six arms .
The Three forms of the Ashura, as a rank 4 technique, could inherently improve the martial art of a cultivator multiplying his attacks till they reached the number of arms of the Ashura .
Each form, on the other hand, had more amazing effects .
The First form could increase the number of attacks by a large amount, creating material after-images through the "Breath" of the cultivator .
However, fighting in that way comported a heavy burden on the cultivator's mind .
Noah was battling seven people at the same time, his mental energy depleted to aid his concentration on his various opponents .
He didn't commit any mistakes though, there were no flaws in his combat style .
He had already been used on dividing his senses with the blood companion so it had been easier for him to learn the First form .
Little by little, all the students were pushed back with many small cuts appearing on their bodies .
In Noah's perception, it was like fighting each one of them in a one versus one battle .
'I don't believe that any of them can match my proficiency!'
He had wielded a saber since the age of eight and he had fought nonstop since that moment, there was no way that some spoiled kids could match his blows .
In about thirty minutes, the seven students were all on their knees, covered in injuries .
Noah drank a potion to refill his mental energy, the fight had almost depleted it completely .
'The martial art is amazing but I still can't use it . The First form is the limit of my current level . '
He was sweating profusely and his dantian was almost empty, yet he had managed to defeat all the youths without gravely injuring them .
He neared one of them and pressed him on the ground .
Then he pointed his feet on his junctures and arched his limbs in their opposite angle .
Cracking sounds and screams resounded in that area of the forest as Noah proceeded to break the arms and legs of each one of the attackers .
Then he tied them up to the biggest tree and slowly stripped them .
The students were either crying, pleading for mercy, or cursing him loudly .
They were eight man and two women, all tied, naked, and with their limbs broken .
Noah spoke to the group .
"I believe that you won't die just because of these wounds and your limbs will be fine after a few weeks of rest . I will go and finish my mission now, I'll take care of you when I come back . "
More curses were spewed from their mouths but Noah simply neared the ones that spoke and punched them until all their teeth had fallen .
Silence reigned in the group of tied students after that treatment .
Noah then pretended to go on his way but instead concealed his presence after he was away from their sight a returned to the tree where they were restrained .
He sat on one of the branches and meditated to refill his dantian while his attention was on the students .
"That fucker! How daring he is to-"
"Shut up! This is all your fault! I should have never followed you in this suicide mission . "
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