Resuming The Bleeding And Burning Rematch

The Flaming Hero eventually dropped down his frozen body to the crystalized ground, spreading a pool of blood from his head. The buzzsaw shield called forth the glittering golden light through the circular surface after tackling its supposed elusive opponent.

The golden shield briskly dissolved in the blink of an eye and left Sparror laying down on the ground with despairful eyes, incinerating any blood traces that stuck on the sharpened edge. Furthermore, the golden shield was captured by the grip of a familiar person who was standing with a constant hefty gasping.

The person revealed was none other than Southern Shield with his hand patched on the chest, feeling his heart beating fast. Both of his legs staggered like a person standing in the sub-zero temperature room and even his gripping hand trembled.

Sweats showered The Arrogant Shaolin's entire forehead as he was still trapped in endless exhaustion. Exhaustion mainly originated due to enduring the tormenting explosion from The Flaming Hero's living construct.

Southern Shield hastily retrieved back the clenching fist from his beating chest and declared a disgruntled glance toward his staggering legs. He madly plunged the tightened fist that landed on his chest, causing an echoing noise of blow and forcing him to unveil a congested expression coloring his entire face.

The single punch of Southern Shield halted his legs from prolonging the shivered-staggered, returning it into a steadiness. Heavy gasping also stopped when The Arrogant Shaolin released an agonizing sigh from his throat.

With exhaustion cleared, Southern Shield opened a prideful smirk that got wider each time he darted his sight at the Sparror who was still trapped in the unconscious state. A sense of achieving greatness invaded his mind as bursts of laughter shouted across the surroundings for a brief time.

Regardless, Southern Shield buried deeply the proudful achievement with the beating on his tiring heart becoming rapidly relaxed. Exhilaration brightly sparked through the shaken grin being formed by The Arrogant Shaolin, luring him to move closer to his fallen opponent.

'Finally, I did it, I managed to make Sparror fall into this state.' Southern Shield mumbled joyfully.

Southern Shield chuckled and shouted as he kept walking closer to the paralyzed Sparror, "All the effort and training I've committed was not truly a waste!!"

However, abrupt swarming flames emerged on Sparror's entire armored body and froze Southern Shield's approaching steps at the same time. The swarming flames vastly devoured The Flaming Hero's entire body in an instant and vanished its shimmering presence from The Arrogant Shaolin's eyes.

"Disappearing again, Flaming Boy?" Southern Shield muttered and briefly released a mocking chortle.

The Arrogant Shaolin smoothly tossed up the golden shield to flee sky-high and nodded his head down in calmness. He lined up two of the fingers that were being lifted in front of his eyes and pressed both of the kneecaps.

Then, Southern Shield calmly closed his eyes and took a brief-chilling sigh at the surroundings. A prideful grin was widely opened as his concise hearing caught a blazing noise from the far right.

He clenched his fist tightly like a person who tried to break free especially when a glittering golden aura illuminated his entire body. Southern Shield fluently declared a gleeful giggle with golden sparkle began to peel off his skin, piece by piece.

A blazing construct with a shape resembling a bulky shogun riding the scorching horse charged toward Southern Shield's direction. From afar, Sparror just finished propelling the blazing hand and constantly exhaled an exhausted gasping.

Although the wound on the back of his head was recovered by projecting a swarm of flame to burn it, Sparror's leg still felt staggered. Blurry vision also remained within his lantern eyes as the presence of Southern Shield was like a gulp of large snowy flakes.

Whereas, the living construct raised the opened grip and lashed out flaming strings from the blazing palm. An elongated katana was born through the assembling of the flaming strings, falling to the shogun construct grip.

Luckily, the golden sparkle that folded Southern Shield vastly vanished into nothing when the living construct swung the enlarged katana from the right. The shogun construct would soon nod its head in failure before dissolving in an instance, without leaving any traces left.

A frantic frown was raised through the lantern eyes of Sparror even though he still received a blurry vision that slowly became crystal clear. The Flaming Hero heaved the blazing grip in front of his sight and called forth a swarming flame to cover his entire armored body.

A Group of golden sparkles materialized on the left side of The Flaming Hero before a golden resurfaced and vertically flew toward its foe. Hence, the flaming wave burst out beneath Sparror as it covered the entire lower limbs.

However, Southern Shield fluidly phased out from the golden shield in a leaping-off position alongside a straight line placed on the frontline. The Arrogant Shaolin tackled down the ground air with his left foot and a glittering golden line enveloped his fist, causing his entire body to dash.

A dash that allowed Southern Shield to reach Sparror's near distance and thrust forward the leading fist, landing a punch on the left cheek of his foe and creating a small shockwave. The teleportation met its failure due to The Flaming Hero felt a heavy push on the cheek, forcing him to take a step back with a contorting grunt.

At the same time, Southern Shield landed on the ground before rushing toward Sparror who was still covering his left cheek. He slowly heaved the other fist that soared the glittering golden light through the knuckle, getting brighter like a lantern in the night each time The Arrogant Shaolin ran closer to his foe.

While Sparror shook his head to cool off the shocking pain on the left cheek as he groaned in annoyance. The Flaming Hero sharply darted the heedful eyes toward Southern Shield who had his rising fist being fully engulfed by the golden aura, convinced him to hoist the blazing grip on the front of his chest.

Sparror hurriedly pushed the blazing grip forward and a burning ball was freed from his palm. The ferocious-dragon head construct was formed on the back of the ball, completely devouring the whole essence and acting as the replacement for intercepting Southern Shield who happily thrust back his golden fist.

Not only one attack was released by Sparror, but he also awakened blazing strings to cover his entire left palm. The Flaming Hero took a deep breath before centering his locking glare at Southern Shield who was closer to clashing with the dragon head construct that dropped its jaw, omitting a gulp of flame within.

"Zuyah!!Krah!!!" Sparror growled on top of his lung as he pushed forward the blazing strings-covered hand.

Molten blast emerged through Sparror's palm and fled toward the rushing Southern Shield. The Arrogant Shaolin briskly plunged the glittering fist into the dragon construct's jaw and dispersed the living construct with the glowing heat shimmered through the construct in an instant.

Southern Shield twirled his body to the left due to the molten blast being closed enough to hit his ribs. Unfortunately, an abrupt surprise brought onto him with the blast enlightened a blind light that soared an explosion wave.

The explosion wave harshly bounced Southern Shield afar from Sparror distance and dropped his hefty body to the ground. A raspy groan was shouted across the valley as The Arrogant Shaolin gave shivering winced.

A sense of relief was obtained by Sparror as he briefly closed both of the lantern eyes and let out a sigh. Then, The Flaming Hero heaved the right scorching beside his cheeks when he received a glimpse of Southern Shield attempting to lift his upper body away from the crystalized ground.

Above Southern Shield, an enormous construct in the shape of resembling a Sumo fighter construct was cleanly materialized. The enlightening presence of the living construct lured The Arrogant Shaolin to take a glance up, opening a jocular smirk and clenching both of his fists.

'I hope this attack can end your roleplay, Southern Shield.' Sparror uttered within his mind and sharpened an elated furrow.

Sparror hurled down the blazing hand and the sumo construct dropped down at the same time. A gleaming exploding light engulfed the living construct the more it fell like a meteorite.

The Arrogant Shaolin swiftly obtained a duck position after lifting his kneeling left leg while his sight was sharply shot on the gleaming construct, coloring his face with a grin. A burst of shrieking laughter echoed throughout the surroundings as Southern Shield swallowing the enlightening pridefulness with the sumo construct was an inch closer to creating an impact on him.

"The battle is not over yet!" Southern Shield muttered with golden sparkles popped out and covered his entire body. "Keep that in mind!!"

"Sparror!!!!" Southern Shield shouted with a burning excitement lingering in his mind

Southern Shield instantly disintegrated into dust along with the golden sparkles and cried out a glorious scream as its sumo construct was about to land the meteor fall. Moreover, the golden shield emerged on Sparror's front sight and he immediately frowned in franticness.

The golden shield vastly spread the sparkles that formed Southern Shield again in less than a second, landing on the ground and allowing the shield to dissolve in the blink of an eye. He even attempted to declare an uppercut with the glittering golden knuckle as Sparror already called forth a gleaming flame cloth on his entire body.

Luckily, the golden shield arrived in front of the chest Sparror horizontally and pierced through its frantic target back by dashing forward the buzzsaw edge. A distorting scream of unyielding agony roared from The Flaming Hero's lung with him feeling his chest being sawed off and blood showered the crystalized ground.

Thus, the glittering uppercut from Southern Shield successfully landed on Sparro's chin with a high-pitched thrilling grunt. Cracking bone noise soared in the surroundings as The Flaming Hero flew to the sky above view and felt all of his motion become numb.

Watching Sparror fleeing in the air brought a delighted grin to Southern Shield and smoothly retrieved the uppercut hand that dimmed any traces of the golden aura. The Arrogant Shaolin calmly darted his eyes toward his mighty foe who also began to fall and splash down the blood from his wounded chest, growling an agonizing shriek onto the sky.

Therefore, The Arrogant Shaolin heaved his open grip above his head with the buzzsaw shield gleaming the golden sparkles through the circular surface and vanished in an instant. Any trace of the shield's presence was no longer detected on Sparror's chest, but the agonizing was still constantly being shouted by his distorting throat.

A Group of golden sparkles emerged on Southern Shield's opened grip, widening his prideful grin. He hastily swung up his opened grip to the left and the golden shield was resurfaced once again, wiping out all the leftover blood from his opponent by soaring the incinerating golden aura on the circular surface.

'It's lucky Sparror had a flexible regeneration.' Southern Shield uttered through his mind and caught the drumming noise of heavy objects falling on the ground. It caused a temporal large wind to blow across the unfazed Arrogant Shaolin as he didn't create any movement being pushed.

Instead, Southern Shield headed closer to the landing spot and shakily released a delightful giggle. A glimpse of Sparror motionlessly laying down on the ground with a flat pool of blood being spread beneath his back was captured by The Arrogant Shaolin's enthusiastic eyes.

Southern Shield prevented the approaching steps from going further when he already stepped the near distance of the motionless Sparror. He even raised his surprised eyes for his discovery of his fallen foe, a constant flickering occurred on The Flaming Hero's lantern eyes that resemble a dying lamp.

'Is…the two-week break weakening me?' Sparror asked his mind with an anxious tone as his eyes presumed to flicker and slowly dim. 'Or…is my motivation fighting for Yuna's sake already weakening me at the same time.'

'I don't…think those things are not the problem.' Sparror defied with an unnerving tone as he presumed to mumble within his mind. 'Maybe….because Southern Shield already got stronger.'

'While….I don't…I guess so. I'm still….not sure either.' Sparror added through his mind before releasing a nervous sigh through his mind. 'Or maybe...I have to change my fighting style.'

With Sparror remaining laid down on the ground with blood kept showering his armor, Southern Shield tossed the golden shield to the far back. He firmly crossed both of his hands and darted a disgruntled winced toward The Flaming Hero.

'To be honest, I can continue this roleplay of being his nemesis.' Southern Shield uttered enthusiastically. 'Because as I said before, I wanted to help him regain some of the heroic spirits that might have gone due to the break time.'

Southern Shield chuckled and presumed the mumbling within his mind, 'At the same time, I'm eager to see his sudden change.'

'I believe a new power or some hidden form may be revealed if I keep pushing him further.' Southern Shield remarked. 'Therefore, I can truly measure how strong I am against him.'

'Also try to make the rematch more worth of my time, especially with me either winning or losing.' Southern Shield added as he nodded his head with him declaring a riveting furrow. 'Besides, flaming boy here most likely already aware this is just a roleplay. He may be young, but he's not truly…a foolish naive person.'

Southern Shield giggled in a jocular demeanor, 'Just an inexperienced fighter. That's all I can say for now

The Arrogant Shaolin calmly took a deep chilling air on the surroundings and put down the crossing hand in a reposed demeanor. He raised his fluid head to obtain a clearer sight of watching his opponent who was on the brink of losing consciousness, especially with the yellow eyes rapidly flickering.

Southern Shield pointed his finger down at the paralyzing Sparror and a malevolent grin clouded his entire face. The Arrogant Shield was now fully succumbed to the role he played in this battle due to he extended his grin.

A role of antagonizing The Flaming Hero that might unlock an exhilarating potential in the continuation of the rematch. Hence, Southern Shield cleared his throat for foretelling the statement toward Sparror.

"Are you sure this is all the potential you can give to me…? What a waste of time" Southern Shield mocked with a harsh tone. "You truly are just a failure. A failure of becoming the true hero in Neo Tokyo City!"

"Even a failure to be a hero for your…dearest lover too!!" Southern Shield added with a displeased lips before releasing a high-pitched burst of laughter. "Perhaps you should try a new trick of fighting."

"Because it's become very predictable!!' Southern Shield uttered

All of sudden, the dimming lantern eyes illuminated the piercing yellow light, unveiled a stoic stare toward Sparror's void-black face. Bursting fiery cloth emerged on the large-slashed mark located on The Flaming Hero's chest and began to burn the wound by heating the cloth, grasping an idea as he extended his lantern eyes in a surprised look.

'New trick of fighting....maybe it could work too.' Sparror mumbled through his mind with a slight confident tone. 'I…guess this is one of the lessons I got in this rematch.'

'I also realized something…..very important.' Sparror added with a sheepish tone and smoothly replaced it with a poised demeanor. 'And I'm going to show it…..right now.'

Thus, Sparror's entire body was now engulfed by the molten cloth as the slashed mark faded away and reverted to the clean-armor chest. All the traces of the blood in less also vanished before the molten cloth heated the brightness like a sun, confirming The Flaming Hero was ready to show his direct discovery toward Southern Shield or possibly the world.

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