The seventh round has begun! Hartmann and Yu Huang both charging forward towards one another! Hartmann fires his multitude of guns at the dragon. Yu Huang scoffs as he dodges some of the shots on top of the dragon. "This foolish human… to bring an ordinary weapon to the match rather than a divine one provided by Pandora? How arrogant," he says deflecting a shot with his spear, however suddenly hearing a roar from the dragon he's riding. A roar of pain. "What?!" The dragon dives slightly, and Hartmann flips the plane upside down, passing right over Yu Huang's head, the two locking eyes for a brief moment. Yu Huang squints his eyes at the pilot who smiles and waves, laughing as he zooms past. Yu Huang grits his teeth, as he reels the dragon back into the air assessing the damage. It's true… the bullets pierced its divinely enchanted skin! "How is this… possible!?"
"Unbelievable! Despite Hartmann's vessel being man-made he's damaging a divine construct with its bullets!?" Heimdall calls out as screens have once more appeared all over the arena to allow everyone to see what's happening, two perspectives from over the shoulder views of both the jet and Yu Huang.
Yu Huang reaches into the sky above the arena before seeing Hartmann is already flying WAY further away from him. He calmly sets his spear down on the dragon's back holding his free arm behind his back. "It is no matter. I suppose I will have to give it my best," The dragon sets off, spawning clouds beneath its feet to run on, roaring angrily.
Hartmann sees the dragon approaching from behind, reeling his head back in laughter. "That's right! Come and fight! Give me a CHALLENGE!" He calls out over the loud-speaker on his jet.
"I know of the limitations of man-made machinery. You will never win in such a machine," His dragon leaps forward, creating a large cloud to SPRING off of with immense speed and force, Hartmann swiftly dodging by pulling back HARD to his control-stick and his plane swiftly rises, rolling all the way around, now suddenly behind Yu Huang.
"You're gonna have to do better than that, Herr Huang!" He unleashes another barrage of bullets, tearing into the tail of the beast, causing it to writhe and spring into the air as well to get away from him but he stays RIGHT on its trail with ease. "Oh please! You will not escape me so easily!"
Yu Huang taps his staff. "In that case. I will simply employ a flight pattern you cannot imitate," His dragon glides across the sky, starting to slither like a snake as it runs across the clouds. It twists and turns at smooth angles, swinging its tail at Hartmann's jet, which is seemingly beginning to struggle to follow along. The dragon makes a sudden leap higher and… STOPS!
Hartmann flies beneath the body, gritting his teeth. "Nice flying Herr Huang!" He calls out and Yu Huang grunts.
"Thank you. However I advise against praising your opponent," He says tapping his staff, causing the dragon to leap forward and dive-bomb right at Hartmann's jet as he is forced to fly in front, not having enough time to break away without risk of damage by clipping the bottom of the dragon's body. And they're too close to the ground for him to dive himself. "My apologies in advance, Erich Hartmann!" He says his giant dragon opening its mouth agape to chomp down on the jets at the back of his plane.
"Apologies!? Whatever for!?" Hartmann calls out with a smirk, flicking a switch and his jets swiftly turn themselves downwards, SHOOTING for just a brief moment, flipping his entire plane up, BARELY dodging the dragon's jaw. Time feels like it creeps to a halt as Yu Huang sees the twin guns on the front of the plane line up with him on the back of the dragon, Hartmann giving him a little salute before opening fire, Yu Huang swiftly swinging his spear to block the bullets for just a few moments until he's pulled out of their line of sight on his dragon, one bullet managing to clip against his cheek, making his teeth grit. Just as soon as the two are out of danger from one another, Yu Huang's dragon leaps off a cloud to try and get behind Hartmann again, but in that same moment Hartmann's engine realign with the jet, BLASTING him forward, still upside down, but as soon as the dragon is a safe distance away he does a full two or three spins. "WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO! WUNDERBAR! Wunderbar, Herr Huang!"
Yu Huang taps his cheek. "That bullet… hmmm… it is divine?"
Down on the arena the gods angrily shake their fists at the sky. "What the hell is that!? That's a human weapon CLEARLY! How can it match Yu Huang's dragon!?" "Something's fishy!"
Over on the human's side a man leans back in his seat, crossing his legs. Immaculately dressed in a dark red suit with slicked black dark hair and a few pins resembling planes, a pince-nez. "Of course," he shrugs with a smirk across his face. "The gods do not understand the strength of my superior design," He says shaking his head. Another pair of men next to him look a little confused. One is a rather tall lanky man with bushy eyebrows and a bald head, while the other is a shorter man with a giant bushy mustache both dressed in white button-ups with suspenders and baggy pants.
"You designed that thing!? That's a CRAZY invention! We're always glad to see people improvin' our design!" The shorter one says. "Orville Wright. This is ma' brother Wilbur!"
"Ah! The inventors of the aeroplane themselves. How on Earth did I not recognize you two? It is an honor. Wilhelm Messerschmitt. I am the designer of that plane," He points into the air, seeing the small spec in the distance that is clearly visible on the screens.
"Marvelous isn't it brother!?" Orville says looking up at his brother who nods. "But might I ask. How is such a human construction matching divine craftsmanship!?"
Wilhelm smirks as he leans back. "Simple really. We used a little divinity of our own."
"A little divinity?!" The Wright Brothers look at the screens, seeing the glowing compartment behind the cockpit. "In there?"
Wilhelm nods. "Now don't ask me what that guy found to be a source. I've never seen that machine perform at that level before. It must be… well nigh on endless," The three men stand and nod with one another.
Hartmann taps a few buttons in his jet, seeing a little image of Pandora's key in the compartment, hooked up with wires siphoning its divine energy. "That Messerschmidt never fails to impress! Now…!" He pulls back on his steering wheel and does a swift Immelmann roll. "Let's take care of you shall we?" He yells out over the speakers, seeing Yu Huang approaching him once again. Yu Huang's dragon swirves side to side, even up and down like a flying snake, running across the clouds it makes, Hartmann's targeting system unable to lock on like this. Hartmann grunts and furrows a brow as he fires forward anyway, missing all his shots. "You wanna play it like that!?"
"I believe I do. It would not be wise to fly directly into your line of fire," Yu Huang comments as the two of them pass each other, Yu Huang doing a smooth and sharp turn to get in behind him. "This time you will not get… away?!" He says confused as Hartmann is nowhere to be seen! It's like he disappeared. However suddenly Hartmann comes zooming in from behind, circling one Yu Huang's side, launching a few volleys of bullets as the comes down, disappearing beneath the dragon just as swiftly as he appeared. Yu Huang dives down towards him, but he's gone again!?
The Wright Brothers grab their heads. "Oh by HUMANITY! What was THAT?!" Orville says with almost sparkling eyes.
Messerschmidt smirks. "That I believe was a modified Cobra Climb. He tilted his plane back to face nearly 90 degrees vertical, using the entire plane as one large break-block. He must've turned off the engine briefly to stop making any noise too, just to disorient his opponent."
"Ain't that dangerous!? Turning off the engine like that!?"
"Usually yes. But that power-source is strong. It will always turn on without fault."
"Incredible! Erich Hartmann is flying CIRCLES around The Celestial Sage!"
Yu Huang strokes his beard. "How bothersome," He kneels down seeing the cracks having formed in his jade construct. "He is causing damage, despite his human contraption," He taps the small cut on his cheek. "I as well," He claps his hands together, putting them to his dragon's head, a pulse of jade-colored energy shooting down its body, repairing the cracks and it springs forward towards the jet. "Worry not my dragon. We will defeat him this instant. I have found the weakness of that aeroplane. HARTMANN! COME FACE ME!"
Hartmann swings his plane around. "Oh you're ready to fight!?" He yells out, pushing the throttle sending him blasting forward, hitting the trigger for his guns once again. "A head on fight against an enemy with no guns!? Make it interesting at least! Mist!
Yu Huang kneels down as the two approach, holding a hand on top of his dragon, expertly swinging his spear to deflect the shots coming at him. "I am sorry my dragon avatar. Hold out a little for me and we will end this here and now," He says the dragon roaring in pain as it is hit, slithering around trying to dodge. "Now let us do this!" Suddenly the dragon starts running in a spiral across the sky, avoiding the shots Hartmann takes. It swiftly forms a makeshift 'tube' with its long body, almost like a horizontal tornado. "The machine can rise swiftly. However it struggles to dive. Thus he is flipping himself upside down to go downwards! Go ahead and rise, Hartmann! I will be waiting for you."
"W-was?!" Hartmann declares seeing the spiral forming from the long dragon. He grits his teeth. "Can't go up. That's where the head is. Would take too long to dive. Can't turn in time. Only way out is through, huh!?"
"Yu Huang has sprung a trap! Using himself as bait! Is it over already for Hartmann!?" Heimdall comments as Pandora clasps her hand together.
"Please… please don't lose!"
Hartmann suddenly smirks. "Danke Schön, Herr Huang. For gathering yourself up like this!" Hartmann calls out, flipping the cap on a switch in his jet, pressing it in with his thumb. A hole opens up next to one of his gatling guns, firing out a rocket suddenly.
Yu Huang's eyes widen in shock. "ASCEND! Swiftly!" He calls out, not knowing what that is, but Hartmann has kept this thing hidden for a reason!
"Und… Knall!" Hartmann calls out as it explodes, blasting Yu Huang's dragon to pieces before it can move out of the blast radius, shattering into pieces as the glow disappears from its eyes, Yu Huang launched off the head. Hartmann himself is also hit by the shockwave, knocking his plane back a little, spinning out of control. "Woooooho!"
"A missile!? Even after such a brilliant display of flight skill he still had such a trick up his sleeve!?"
Yu Huang falls towards the ground face first, putting a finger on his chin. "Missile…? What might that be…?" He mutters. "A powerful tool. But no doubt it is limited… In that case. I must approach this differently," He takes the jade jewel of the chinese dragon, and gently puts it against his forehead. "It was an honor to lend your power," He says, storing it back on his belt, picking out a new one. "Oh great hoarder of jewels. Protector of the mountains. Last of the dragons. I call on thee! Gone you may be, but your keeper needs you!" FULL DRAGOMANCY: DRAKE! Another large blast of jade-colored energy erupts in front of him, shooting out ANOTHER full dragon explodes forth. This time a European Drake, a much darker color than the previous, with large wings, clawed arms and legs. It breathes fire as it dives down, catching Yu Huang. "To battle once more mighty beast!"
Hartmann has finally gotten control of his jet again, shooting back into the sky and laughing. "ALRIGHT! It's not over yet! FANTASTISCH!" He looks down on his radar, and in his mirror, seeing Yu Huang approaching him.
"Hartmann! I ask you this, out of curiosity! What is a 'missile' exactly?" He calls out using his raised voice. Hartmann laughs hearing it, grabbing his walkie-talkie.
"I will put it in terms you understand. think of them as little exploding dragons! If I get a lock those things are going to follow you for MILES! I call them Die Jagenden Drachen!"
Yu Huang smirks. "Fascinating! Now let us see how you manage to handle the might drake, Young Hartmann!"
Hartmann twists a knob in his plane and a little notification pops up on his screen. 'Constructing new Drachen'.
Suddenly, down on the ground, Pandora's eyes widen as he grabs her stomach. "Haaah. W-what is… h-haaaaappening?" She falls to her knees, Wukong, Ichiko and Sakai all looking at her.
"Pandora! What's wrong?" Wukong asks, Ichiko whimpering a little.
"It hurts… it really really hurts…"
"What is!?" Pandora moves her dress to the side revealing the swirling void in her stomach, having been forced open somehow.
"My stomach… it's like… something's pulling power from me!" She winces and pants in pain as Wukong looks back to the fight seeing Hartmann's plane zooming across the sky. Pandora looks to Ichiko. "Ichiko. Go fetch my dad… please. He'll know what's happening."
Ichiko nods and sets off. "YES! I'll be right back!"
Yu Huang and Hartmann circle each other in the sky above. "Your Jagenden Drachen may be powerful, Hartmann! However, you are no longer the only one with the ability to battle at range!" He points his spear forward, his fire drake opening its maw and firing a stream of green flame at Hartmann's jet! Hartmann's eyes widen, rolling out of the way with a classical aileron roll, swinging his plane downwards, seeing Yu Huang following him closely still, suddenly pulling up and hitting a button in his jet, shooting it forward with a burst of speed almost directly into the air. Yu Huang sees the jet shoot up in front of him. Hartmann glances down at him from his glass dome.
"Oh I seeeeee… This guy can't just STOP midair! He's gotta keep moving!" He does a quick turn now suddenly approaching Yu Huang from behind. "Let's tear this guy up too!" He fires his gatling guns again, however the bullets simply bounce off the scales and as always Yu Huang is able to dodge them from where he stands with his spear. Yu Huang points forward towards Hartmann, his dragon shooting forth a ball of molten flame ahead of itself, and slightly above, Hartmann seeing it slow down in front of him, approaching directly at his jet. "Oh… well this battle might be a little trouble after all…"