Zhao Bing quickly pushed his palm in an outward manner with force creating a burst of ice coffins looking like ice cubes to push back any follow up attack.
Guard Ga On raised his gun up to shoot when the compressed burst of ice coffins caught him in the chest with enough force to put him into a flight that ended with him in the far wall.
The other guard was stunned by how sudden the fight had started, so by the time he got himself guard Ga On had already been blown into the far wall. He decided attacking Zhao Bing was the best course of action, that him helping guard Ga On might give them the edge they need to win instead of rushing out for reinforcement. So, with that decided he raised his gun and let out a stream of raging compressed fire balls at Zhao Bing.
Zhao Bing felt the flames coming, his vision was back but his head still rang from the aftershock, so he chose the most brutally efficient way to deal with the flames and its user. Crossing his arm around his head he chose to run into the flames, in seconds he reached the guard that had guided him, hot steam forming wherever the fireball made contact with his skin. Slapping the gun away, he grabbed the man’s face and drove it into the wall behind him, a second time knocked the man out cold. He let the man drop from his palm and dropped to the ground after the man, two metal bullets hit the wall above his head, a roll into a crouch found the guard’s gun in his hand ready for his next adversary while positioning his body behind his chair, his scope found Ga On hunkered down as well. Two metal bullets flew over his head when he checked again, one more catching him on the ear before he fully ducked, his ether rushed into the gun wiping away the fire ether that had filled its cartridge before he removed the bullet chamber from the gun. Taking aim, he fired the one bullet already in the gun at Ga On, it was to deceive the man into thinking this was a gun fight carrying the other bullets in his arm he threw them all by hand at where Ga On hunkered down, there was an explosion of cold air from the bullets one after the other. Zhao Bing charged the guard immediately the first explosion occurred, he reached the man just after the last one went off, a gun bash to the face later and Zhao Bing had saddled the man punching his head into the ground again and again till the man settled down into unconsciousness, the man had managed to get another emotional attack before he had fallen unconscious, he had let the attack wash over him and continued to punch straight down, now he had to deal with it, spinning his aether around his body, he wiped away the effect.
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“stop now!” scholar Zhao heard the last guard shout just as he walked out of the house. Suppressing a sigh he jogged toward the man, with one of his arms stretched out in front of him and the other wrapped around his face.
Seeing Scholar Zhao charge him, guard Han fired a torrent of bullets on the man. Guard Han’s was shocked when he saw Zhao Bing make no attempt to dodge the bullets even his captain would be injured by his aether infused bullets, that this man made no move to evade the bullets meant they were of no threat to him and just as he suspected the bullets fell of their own accord mere inches away from him encased in blocks of ice. Guard Han revised his plan aiming the gun from side to side trying to get the bullets passed him that way they may explode on impact against a heavy surface. He had never felt so dissatisfied with his state-of-the-art semi automatic rifle until now. But Zhao Bing guessed his intent, with a wave of ice aether catching the first few, Zhao Bing picked up the pace and rushed him before he could release a lot of them. He grabbed the guard by the neck and lifted him off the floor in one motion. He was just about to issue a threat when he sensed the gun discharge and he panicked. Guard Han was grabbed by the neck and pined in the air when he remembered the ground below him was a hard surface and he squeezed the trigger on instinct, the gun set to semi-automatic released a dozen bullets aimed at the ground. Guard Han was just about to smile in his victory when he felt cold, a flood of ice aether flowed from his neck down into his right arm. Guard Han lost the sensations from his arm instantly, the gun froze and cracked in real time, bullet after bullet froze as ice passed by in a race to the ground. Ice aether caught up to the first bullet from the gun just as it hit the ground, the resulting sound felt less than what he had expected but it was an explosion all the same and it was heard.
