Chapter 015: It’s Time to Fight

“A Long, are you sure?” Komhan asked.
“Elder brother, that kid has just reached the Holy Rank. Of course I’m sure,” Komron said with a fierce expression.
“If you’re sure, then go,” Komhan said.
As Komron descended the mountain carrying a pair of battle hammers with a dark expression, Basha was talking to Du Fan about what had just happened.
“Third brother! The words you taught me are really powerful. Look, Komhan actually spat blood after I said those things,” Basha said excitedly upon seeing Komhan spitting blood.
“Second brother, you’re amazing! You’re my idol,” Du Fan said in a flattering tone.
“Haha, it’s all because of your great idea, third brother. Otherwise, how would I have come up with such insulting words?” Basha said with a simple smile.
“But third brother, the words you taught Basha were indeed too harsh. Honestly, if Komhan were me, I’d probably be scared into spitting blood too,” Moses said with a laugh.
While the three were talking and laughing, Komron was slowly approaching Basha with his battle hammers.
“Second brother, someone’s coming down. They probably want to avenge themselves on you,” Du Fan said jokingly.
“Let them come then,” Basha said.
“Second brother, who is it? Are you sure?” Du Fan asked.
“Don’t forget, I still have my Six Wings,” Basha said with a smile.
“Then fight slowly with your Six Wings. My brother and I will go explore elsewhere,” Du Fan said, pulling Moses away, leaving Basha alone—unknown where they went.
“Basha,” Komron said, holding his battle hammers and with a pale face, “Does the son of the Dwarf King only know how to talk?”
“Who are you?” Basha asked, noticing this man’s imposing presence.
Komron also had a very distinctive appearance. Aside from being slightly taller than ordinary dwarfs, he was much more robust in build. To be honest, Komron was already starting to take on a square-shaped physique.
“I’m Komron of the Bilu Tribe. Komhan is my elder brother,” the square-shaped Komron said.
“Oh, Komron. I know you. The greatest hero of the Bilu Tribe. But honestly, I really didn’t expect your elder brother to be so weak—spitting blood just from a few insults,” Basha said.

“Basha, among our dwarves, is there anyone who fights like you? If you’re going to fight, then fight—why do you need to curse while fighting?” Komron said angrily.
“But our dwarves never said that one can’t curse during battle,” Basha replied seriously.
“Basha, you’ve brought shame to the face of the Dwarf King!” Komron roared in anger again, unable to argue with Basha.
“Strange, what does that have to do with my father?” Basha asked in confusion. “Does just because I’m the son of the Dwarf King mean I can’t express my own opinions during battle?”
“That’s exactly it. Look at your elder brother and that old man by his side—instead of fighting properly, they sit on top of the mountain. Why so high? Do they think it’s cool because of the heat?” Basha continued talking nonstop.
It could be said that this newly grown dwarf, Basha, had been impressed by Du Fan’s charisma from the moment he met him. Just like a newborn animal naturally imitates the first creature it sees, Basha unconsciously began to learn from Du Fan over time.
Especially the incident where Du Fan made Tata Tie spit blood in one go became something Basha pondered over in his dreams!
“To subdue an enemy without fighting—how amazing! That’s what Basha thought of Du Fan’s actions.
It could be said that Basha, once a pure-hearted young dwarf, had been completely transformed by Du Fan, at least in terms of speech.
“Good, good. I never expected the Dwarf King to have a son like you. No wonder so many people oppose you,” Komron said slowly, emphasizing each word.
“Well then, Basha. Let me see now—whether your words are stronger or my war hammer is!” With that, Komron swung his hammer at Basha.
Seeing Komron’s hammer coming, Basha quickly tried to block it.
With a loud crash, the dwarf warriors within a five-meter radius of the two were blown away by the shockwave from their clash. The grass beneath their feet was completely crushed by the force, and the soil beneath it was thrown into the air.

The dust settled, and the two stood facing each other in silence. In this first confrontation, they were evenly matched in strength.
“Basha, I didn’t expect you to have some real skills,” Komron said with a smile.
After absorbing the divine essence, Basha’s cultivation had been growing steadily. Even while sleeping, the divine essence would rotate automatically within his body, continuously enhancing his strength. After so many days, Basha was nearly at the intermediate stage of the Saint realm. Since Komron was also not at this stage, their clash naturally resulted in a tie in terms of strength.
“Komron, is this all your strength? When I first saw you, you seemed so imposing—I thought you were very powerful. Is this really all you’ve got?” Basha said seriously.
“You!” Basha’s words grew more harsh, once again making Komron furious!
“Alright, Basha. Since you want to see how powerful I am, I’ll show you,” Komron said, his expression changing.
As soon as he spoke, Komron swung his hammer—his right hammer struck the left one, and using the momentum from that strike, he quickly moved forward and hurled the left hammer at Basha.
While the left hammer was heading toward Basha, the right hammer continued to strike it repeatedly. By the time the left hammer reached Basha, the right hammer had struck it seven or eight times!
At that moment, Komron’s left hammer, carrying immense force, struck Basha.
Basha raised his axe to block Komron’s war hammer, and instantly, a tremendous force erupted from it—unimaginably powerful! It sent Basha staggering back five steps!
By continuously striking his left hammer with his right war hammer, Komron was able to build up its power, which he then unleashed in the clash with Basha. Such combined force sent Basha flying back five steps!
“Komron, that move was quite good!” Basha praised.

Being able to increase one’s strength in this way truly shows that this Komron must be extremely formidable. After all, the harder one progresses in cultivation, the more difficult it becomes to grow stronger. Yet Komron found a different path and managed to boost his strength through such methods. It has to be said that Komron possesses great martial talent.

“But that alone isn’t enough,” Basha said seriously. “Six Wings, come out!” he commanded in a low voice.

With Basha’s command, Six Wings reappeared!

Just as everyone else was shocked upon seeing Six Wings, Komron’s face was also filled with surprise! It was covered in a milky white glow, had six terrifying wings, and held a spear that seemed to emit a holy light. And combining all of these elements was a skeleton!

A skeleton that appeared extremely holy—how many people could believe such a thing?

“Basha, you raise such evil creatures! How can you associate with a skeleton?” Komron exclaimed in alarm.

Clearly, Komron’s first impression of Six Wings was that it was an evil skeleton!

But Basha didn’t answer him.

Instead, he smiled slightly and said, “Six Wings, cut off his retreat.”

Hearing Basha’s order, Komron’s heart tightened.

People naturally feel fear toward new things they haven’t encountered before. Just like Komron toward Six Wings—although he hadn’t fought it yet, seeing its unusual appearance made him nervous at first.

As Komron grew anxious, Six Wings flapped its six wings and flew up lightly. Holding its spear, it charged at Komron. Seeing Six Wings’ fierce approach, Komron quickly raised his war hammers and crossed them to block the spear!

With a clang, Six Wings used the force of the spear hitting his hammers to effortlessly turn in mid-air and land behind Komron.

“Basha, do you want to surround me?” Komron said coldly. After fighting Six Wings briefly, he realized its strength wasn’t as terrifying as he had thought!

Six Wings was only at the early stage of the Holy rank. It was just that its appearance was too shocking!

With confidence in his heart, Komron calmed down and resumed his earlier arrogant attitude toward Basha.
“Komron, what about me?” Du Fan stepped forward smiling, holding his Sacred Radiance Staff, and unleashed a barrage of wind blades at Komron.
Facing those wind blades, Komron slammed his two hammers together, generating a dark blue glow. That dark blue light quickly dissipated the wind blades as soon as it came into contact with them.
“Komron, since you want to take on my brother, naturally, you first need to ask if I agree.” Moses also suddenly appeared on Komron’s other side.
“You guys! Do you want to fight one against several?” Komron could clearly sense that Du Fan and Moses were no less powerful than him. Seeing them surround him, Komron grew visibly panicked.
“Why not?” Du Fan said with a smile.
“Despicable! You’re all experts above the Holy rank. Are you trying to team up against me alone?” Komron’s expression darkened.
“This is a battle, not a one-on-one fight with you,” Moses said coldly.
Hearing Moses say that, Du Fan was also stunned; he never expected his usually serious elder brother to say such shameless things.