Chapter 707 The Problem With Light Magic

Chapter 707 The Problem With Light Magic

Simyon and Safa faced a challenge with the mysterious stranger in front of them. He wasn't well known in the Dark Faction, and even though they had been part of the academy, they had never seen this person before. T/his chapter is updated by nov(ê(l)biin.co/m

Yet during their fight, it didn't take them long to figure out that Qi wasn't the answer. Using Qi in their attacks, both Safa and Simyon felt as if it was being absorbed when it touched the man's body.

There was no impact, and the general feeling of the energy that came out when they attacked disappeared as if it was absorbed inside his body, nowhere to be seen.

Safa quickly figured this out, so when she got the chance, instead of encasing her spear in Qi, she covered the tip in her Light Magic. It shortened the tip, making it look like a technique produced by someone from the Light Faction.

She swung it down and ripped through the bald man's skin on his back, creating a large cut that drew blood but wasn't too deep.

'It worked, it looks like the properties of magic still work against him!' Safa cheered in her mind.

However, with the attack not being that strong, the man quickly turned around and swung his arm out. Even though the man himself couldn't produce Qi, he was clearly used to fighting. The fist came out fast, and Simyon was there to block it with his body.

He raised both hands as it whacked right into him.

"Arghh, that hurt!" Simyon said, standing his ground, and Safa quickly moved back with him. With each step, Simyon felt like his body was in pain. He had hardly recovered from the match in the stadium and couldn't really use Qi to reinforce his body, making him take a powerful hit head-on.

The bald-headed man was now trying to peek over his back, checking on the wound that had been made. Even he seemed quite surprised by it.

Safa was placing her hand against her side rib. She had broken one of them in the attack, but she was now healing it with her power. When she looked at Simyon, she was sure he was hurting more than her, just that he was used to it by now.

"Although magic does work in hurting him, there is one crucial problem," Safa explained. "I didn't learn to use magic to fight; I learned to use it in a healing way."

Right now, she was more improvising than anything in how to use her magic in battle.

"Then what about that?" Simyon pointed to the statue that hung around her waist, attached by a piece of string. "It might be time we use it."

The statue now would be incredibly strong because the blood it was linked to had grown in strength, especially with Ricktor and Dame both reaching the middle-stage warrior. The statue would be a high-level middle-stage warrior as well. It might even have the strength to fight against Murkel. It was their ace up their sleeve. However, its strange powers relied on Qi.

If there was one opponent they couldn't rely on using, it was the statue. That's when she started to evaluate the area around them as well, and she noticed the trouble the two other main disciples were in.

She quickly pulled off the statue, snapping it from her waist, and wasted no time pouring her light magic into it. When the light magic entered, she dropped it to the ground, and it started to grow in size.

The bald-headed man was fascinated by what he was seeing and cautious, not daring to step forward. Eventually, the stone warrior had grown into a full-size human holding onto a sword.

"Stoney, go help out Ricktor and Mada. Beat whoever is hurting them and come back!" Safa ordered.

Stoney quickly jumped from his position, heading off.

"I'm sorry, Simyon, but the two of us are going to have to handle this one ourselves. We said we would help Raze, right? So let's help him and at least beat one of these guys!" Safa declared.