Chapter 171 Lesson

Chapter 171 Lesson

And then, without both of them uttering a word, they both took measured steps towards each other. Their eyes locked in silent understanding.

There was on need for talks, no need for delay, they were here to fight and they would do just that.

Just as they got 10 meters apart from each other, in an instant, Kael's form blurred, and he materialized before Atticus, one of the 8 swords on his waist already in his right hand. A diagonal slash cleaved through the space, aiming for Atticus.

Unfazed, Atticus watched calmly as Kael's attack slowly approached him. Before the attack could reach, with a burst of agility, he deftly sidestepped the attack with speed.

But as if reading his mind, before the attack finished its swing, Kael seamlessly redirected the attack into a horizontal slash at Atticus.

Reacting swiftly, with another jolt of speed, Atticus's figure darted two meters to the back, effectively evading the slash.

But Kael didn't relent, he pressed on closing the distance instantly with remarkable speed. Kael released a flurry of attacks at fast speed, his every movement precise and calculated. His every strike targeting weak points on Atticus form.

His movements were so rapid that only individuals with sufficient strength could perceive them.

The cameras struggled to capture his swift actions, leaving the masses with nothing more than a blur of his hands and the appearance of silver streaks in the air.

But regardless of the intensity of the attacks, Atticus's perception was just too high. With godlike agility, he calmly evaded each strike with minimal, almost ethereal movements. His body a blur as he gracefully evaded each attacks easily.

'This can't do, I'm wasting time here. I better increase the intensity so he'll be forced to use it,' Atticus decided.

The only reason he was fighting with Kael in the first place was because he wanted to see what Kael's bloodline was.

But currently, Kael wasn't even taking the fight seriously yet. The fact that he was only using one sword when he clearly had 8 more sheathed on his waist spoke volumes.

Seeing a thrust surging towards him, Atticus's silhouette blurred, gracefully lowering himself to evade the impending attack.

With coiled tension in his legs, he propelled forward, closing the distance between them with extraordinary speed.

Although Atticus had decided to reduce his power to the Advanced+ rank, the same couldn't be said for his perception. His perception had always been higher than his rank, and this had intensified after training with Magnus all those years back.

Atticus smiled.

It was an action that seemed to baffle Kael, who was observing him.

Atticus's thinking speed was far too great for the ordinary, already coming to the conclusion in less than a second.

The only thing Kael observed was him muttering something and Atticus smiling immediately after.

Normally, during battle, when an opponent uncovers something about you, the last thing one should do was smile.

But Atticus didn't care.

He was happy, very happy that he had learned this lesson here instead of a life and death battle.

'Fighting other people really is the best way to gain experience,' Atticus thought.

What was Atticus happy about? It was simple; he had just learned a great lesson.

Regardless of how much intelligence he had, regardless of how much faster he could think compared to others, during fights, his opponents weren't brainless.

They were also capable of thinking and were always trying their best efforts to find any weaknesses in him.

He had gotten too comfortable with his strength that he had let his guard down, allowing Kael to obtain vital information about him.

It was a valuable lesson. Honestly, a very obvious lesson. But it was something one might not realize until you experience it firsthand.

Kael fixed his gaze on Atticus, maintaining the same calm and aloof expression he had worn since their encounter in the expanse.

Without warning, Kael bent down slightly, positioning his hands just below his waist, close to the hilts of the swords encircling him.

Then, in a swift blur, Kael's figure materialized in front of Atticus, his hands still poised in the same position directly above his waist.n//OvELbIn