Reborn In A Cultivation World With All Cheat Abilities

Chapter 121: Light vs Yannick pt. 4(Final Battle)

Yannick had blood streaming out of several holes and gashes on his face now, his hair was covered in it, his eyes were bloodshot. He smiled regardless, looking like he genuinely was enjoying himself.

"I swear if he loses..." the Primarch managed to hold himself back before he said any more, he gritted his teeth and thought about how Yannick was his first child, and his most favored.

That was the reason he held his tongue, for any further comments would have to be followed through, and he cannot have Jonathan or any of his other sons be his heir. No matter what.

Yannick leaned forward, a wide grin plastered on his face as he lowered his barrier of wind. The flurry of blows hadn’t ended, and for some reason, the pieces of rubble still floated in the air.

He listened closely now, refusing to succumb to the confusion that the attacks brought upon him. Another soft wave of air erupted out of his body in a circle again, he could feel the environment now, every piece of rubble that surrounded him.

The next punch came. He felt it. "There you are!" He exclaimed as he instantly grabbed the first and pulled it out of the rubble, the entire body of the young man came flying out of the shadows.

Before Light could even regain his balance, a knee was sent ramming into his face, blood spouted from his nostril as another blow to his abdomen followed.

He could barely see now as Yannick had changed the direction of the fight again, with Light having to go on the defensive for the umpteenth time.

A gist of wind was sent towards Light at full speed, it pushed him against the wall where Yannick was already waiting. He raised his daggers and attempted to stab the red haired young man with both at once.

His eyes were blood red, full of bloodlust as he acted out of controlled rage. Light luckily saw the daggers in time and managed to roll out of the way as the blades struck plain rock.

He grabbed his sword by the handle and retaliated immediately, but Yannick blocked and counter attacked, causing Light to do the same.

The battle was turning into something of a spectacle, the crowd wad really enjoying the exchange of blows, but time was running out, and there would need to be a winner, otherwise they would go into extra time.

The Primarch sat up after seeing that Yannick still had some fight left in him, he saw how close the battle was between the two brothers and wanted to see the outcome. Their mother, however, was worried, she saw how physical the fight was becoming, and that it had turned into something of a survival of the fittest.

She saw that in that space, these two men no longer saw themselves as brothers, as each of their priorities had shifted according to the battle state. They both just wanted to survive and win.

Yannick kept sending air attacks at Light, but each in was carefully and calculatedly dealt with, that was one advantage of this form that Light took, he was significantly stronger, but he was also level headed and calm.

Light retaliated with his own attacks, but he needed a single blow to end this battle.

While Yannick sent attacks towards him, he thought of a plan, but for it, he needed to get even closer.

He dropped his sword to his side as the blade hummed faintly in his grasp, he was going to do something that he hadn’t done in a while.

He charged once again like a speeding bullet, and aimed his sword at Yannick’s left side, but just as he was about to strike, three dark tendrils shot out of the floor and held firmly on Yannick’s right leg.

Yannick hissed, as he was about to split the tendrils in half with his dagger, he held his right hand up, but three light tendrils grabbed him by his right hand.

Light didn’t strike him still, he retreated while another six tendrils grabbed the man by his other hand and leg.

Light had already positioned himself in a position to strike, just as he had done the Frost Lion, he would do to his brother right there and now.

He raised his sword, which had already been imbued with his dark and light energies that rested within him. He brought the blade with a single swift hand movement, cutting through the air, the attack was sure to weaken the blade, just as it had done with the other.

He hadn’t used <Yin Yang Arc> since the forest, and now he would use it on his brother remorselessly, the same spirit had overtaken him, the one that allowed him to be cruel with Jonathan.

The attack sliced across the battlefield, almost blinding some people who sat in the crowd.

Yannick’s eyes widened as the attack tore through the air before him, he tried to control his wind to stop it but it was useless.

This arc was impervious to any deterrents. Just as the attacked inched closer to him. He managed to muster his energy and wind, pushing himself away from one end of the tendrils.

But he wasn’t spared completely, the slash had cut one side of his chest before he was able to evade it.

The slash continued for miles, breaking a hole through the walls of the Pit as it moved on, just as it had done previously. Light’s form had dwindled and he was now his former self. Yannick lay on the ground, a puddle of dark crimson had formed beneath him as he struggled to breathe.

Light sweated profusely as he managed to get up, the crowd remained silent as he limped towards his brother, who lay stiff on the concrete.

"Yannick!" Light called out but received no response, he moved as fast as he could for fear that he had somehow unalived his brother.

Once he got there, he dropped to his knees and mustered enough energy to flip Yannick upside.

He could not believe what he had done.