Chapter 9 - The Immortal Sage Curse Power

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"You can do it geezer. Just remember to breathe!"

The Rice Guru whistled loudly in acknowledgement upon seeing Sorah change tactics, now deliberately lowering his attacking stance almost submissively while shuffling slowly sideways. The glyph opponent growled cautiously in response, refusing to be caught off-guard yet again. It began stalking Sorah while chanting intimidating war mantras promising horrific dismemberment against impertinent mortals who dared mock the ultimate Ascendant Phoenix style it embodied for this trial!

Sorah tuned out the threats and instead focused his chi intensely while evaluating the terrain for anything that might shift the engagement favourably. The amber giant had learned respect after its arrogant early attacks nearly got outmanoeuvred. Now they slowly circled in the classic tactic set-up - project confidence baiting impatient foe into committing rashly... then counter-crush them!

Except Sorah sought escape, not victory. Each second away gave his wicked foe - the Terravolt and Ignis invaders precious time to sprint their innocent captives to unspeakable fates.

There!

Along the raised perimeter behind the pacing colossus lay weapon racks of sturdy bo staffs usable for advanced techniques. Sorah quietly gestured a request for a formal duel permission to re-arm respectfully since his beloved oaken stick dangled cracked after shielding him from that last hammer fist.

The towering giant paused its chanting, considering silently before grunting consent towards the display. Ancient traditions still held meaning even within mystical realms.

Sorah limped carefully towards the martial armoury, senses primed for any surprise assault. Yet the amber colossus simply continued taunting his feeble appearance or other stereotypical criticisms against the elderly. It possessed no reason to fear such an infirm-looking adversary.

Ignoring the humiliations, Sorah selected a polished white elm staff perfectly weighted for advanced manoeuvres. He caressed the glazed timber and began channelling personal chi until it thrummed attuned solely towards wielding as if true limb extension.

Swoosh! Whoosh!

[2 Strikes Succession]

Tests revealed sturdy craftsmanship and responsive grip. Sorah spun the new weapon testing various stances and experimental jabs designed for probing the giant's mobility. Then he exhaled slowly, indicating readiness by settling into Crane Form.

The glyph giant rumbled acknowledgement, then stamped the tiles powerfully, cracking floor sections before charging forward to crush Sorah in a single lunge! It towered mightily overhead, anticipating pathetic demise to conclude this farce.

Sorah waited motionless until the very last possible second just as mammoth hands reached down ready to pulverize his skull like fruit. Then he suddenly exploded in fluid motion, jumping upwards while hooking the giant's thick corded neck with his bosun-held chokehold style! Alertness honed over decades battling all sorts of opponents focused razor sharp. Sorah would cleverly hitch midair now and manipulate immense strength against itself!

The looping momentum brought Sorah high astride the humanoid juggernaut's shoulders behind its head just as thick boulders that were once lethal fists smashed together impotently. Before it could react, Sorah had already chained further movement, twirling the white staff intricately.

"Divine Aethereal Lotus Submission!!"

Glowing chi lines manifested across the spinning elm weapon, guided by Sorah's adept hands weaving higher intricate patterns while perfectly balancing sideways atop the struggling giant without falling. Trailing light created a blossoming etheric mandala slowly enveloping both master and colossal opponent like an opening sacred lotus.

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