"I'm not sure if Meade could take such a violent strike from Sam!" Tina said honestly.
"Now that he's recognized as the top genius among the Casting Center's younger generation, he should be able to resist it. Otherwise, I don't believe he would make things difficult for Sellers," Ricky speculated.
Boom! Sam clasped his hands together, forming dark power and strong evil spirit around his body. Shortly, he turned it into double enlightening powers with a forceful killing intention.
"I will send you to hell with this strike. I'll be taking to the Nether Manor the head of the most talented warrior of the Casting Center as my trophy."
As soon as Sam delivered his cruel warning, the formidable attack sparkled ready from his hands.
"The Nether Power! Have a taste of my Destructive Nether Fist!"
Alongside these words, Sam's double enlightening powers turned into a giant devil phantom, taking form from behind his frame. Immediately, the frightening creature raised its head and roared to the sky while stretching out its eight huge arms and its large palms, each shadowing the battleground. With closed fists, several dark blood punches rushed out to Meade's way as if they were massive birds carrying their wide and deadly wings.
Each fist drove itself closer together until they all merged in the air, creating one enormous clasp big enough to cover half of the sky. From the exact moment it was fully conceived, the united fist got rapidly wrapped up by Gravitation Enlightenment.
The dark blood fist's shadow swung overhead. The evil spirit it released left a trail in the air that resembled a deep wound in the sky. The dust was swept up and blended into a tornado stirred up by the impact. It just seemed as the whole sky had been replaced by Sam's evil fist.
"Everything that meets this punch will be crushed into dust!" Sam shouted, proud of how invincible his strike was.
"Humph! You can't kill me with this trick, I'll show you that!" Meade roared from the dust when the gigantic fist was about to hit him.
Just then, a fierce enlightening windstorm rose from below the fist. Even more dust was lifted in order to clash with the overwhelming energy casted by Sam.
By the time the storm diminished, a giant, apparently made of gale, soared into the sky.
"Mutant-producing Body—Wind Mutant!"
Meade bellowed. His whole body, including his pupils and hair strands, turned translucent within the wind giant. Then, his frame started to change again as it became covered by a set number of white runic patterns.
It was as if Meade's body was suddenly made of wind.
"So this is the Wind Mutant?" Ricky was astonished as he witnessed such an amazing scene.
This time, he felt the power of some kind of mutant coming from Meade, but he didn't think it was unleashed by a real mutant.
"No, I can tell it isn't a real mutant that he has activated," Tina replied unexpectedly. "If I'm not mistaken, his Mutant-producing Strike should be able to create the power of a mutant. This is the way the cultivators can obtain a mutant's performance, though they don't really own any."
"I see!" Ricky exclaimed. "Then let's just call him the owner of a fake Wind Mutant."
...
Although Lynch and Sam were also taken aback by the change Meade's body went through, they were experienced enough to recognize that what they were feeling was a kind of mutant power created by Meade's cultivation methods.
"I might not be able to kill you if you had a real Wind Mutant, but you'll go to hell if all you have is this fake," Sam stated full of despise.
"Wind power—Mutant-producing Wind Fist!"
Meade ignored Sam's provocation, choosing to activate his strongest strike once he had fully loaded all the mutant's power within.
Behind the giant of wind, the Wind Mutant merged with a blast of Wind Enlightenment and turned into two tornadoes. Quickly, both dissolved and altered into a giant palm as two wings hung out from it.
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