Chapter 793 Spar I

Chapter 793 Spar I

Michael dived into close combat. He kicked the ground, closing the distance to Ligno'vsh near-instantly. The Aethyr Scimitar cut diagonally across Lig's chest with terrifying velocity, but Ligno'vsh managed to twist her body and redirect his attack with a feisty punch at the blade's flat side.

Michael didn't expect Lig to be able to keep up with him. Several Soul Tears augmented Sacred Constitution and Enhancement, pushing his physical attributes to a very high level, especially after several Enhancement Layers applied to Sacred Constitution. Adding Heavenly Beast Physique and Foundation Break, Michael was certain that no 4th Tier would be able to compete with him in terms of physical prowess.

Even 5th Tier Awakened shouldn't have an easy time.

Despite the slight surprise, Michael cut Lig with the short sword on his left. The blade disappeared from Lig's sight when the Aethyr Scimitar shot out and reappeared only when it was already too late.

However, instead of cutting deeply into Lig's side, the Aethyr short sword was barely enough to scratch her. Michael added Qi to the weapon blades, reinforcing their sharpness and sturdiness before he continued attacking. He pushed further, putting more pressure on Lig, who retreated two steps before entering her combat stance again.

She eyed Michael more vigilantly than before and circulated more curse power through her body. Several brownish Cursed Seals manifested. Michael wouldn't have seen them under normal circumstances because the Cursed Seals covered her chest, back, and legs, but Spirit Eyes showed him enough about the Cursed Seals to visualize them before his bare eyes.

Lig manifested eight Cursed Seals. They were larger than Michael's ordinary Seals and more potent as well. Lig's body bulked, and her skin threatened to tear apart as her physical strength skyrocketed. Michael didn't even consider giving her the luxury to power up mid-battle. He appeared beside her and whirled around Lig like a tempest.

The Aethyr Blades cut deeper into Lig's skin and infused a trace of Qi into the wound upon contact. The Qi entered the cuts and burst apart, releasing a second impact of the initial attack. Qi's second impact was more efficient than expected. The shallow cuts all over Lig's body transformed into mild wounds that would require some time to regenerate.

At least, that was how it was supposed to be. Lig didn't mind the wounds. She focused on evading the most serious blows and allowed the weaker attacks to hit her. The second impact issued by Qi was unexpected, but it was not something Lig couldn't handle. It was much easier to handle than one might think. The Cursed Seals finished manifesting and engraved deep into Lig's skin.

Her physical prowess stopped increasing at some point, but the point she reached was more than enough to fight Michael head-on. In fact, Michael was almost certain that she had an advantage in terms of reaction speed and agility. She didn't move much faster, but Lig managed to evade most of Michael's attacks after watching him for a while.

Lig adjusted to Michael's combat style at a ridiculous pace, taking the newly ascended Higher Lifeform by surprise. Michael's eyes narrowed to tiny slits as he used Spirit Eyes to determine her movements. He used Spirit Eyes' Prognosis to analyze her movements and predict where she would move a quarter of a second later. Michael used this prediction to the advantage and changed his attack pattern.

Michael shrugged lightly, "That should be me."

He smiled at Lig, who snorted.

"I don't like people with powerful Soultraits."

"That's a shame," Michael responded, "I have many powerful Soultraits."

"Indeed... What a shame," Lig agreed while the presence around her intensified.

The air crackled, and Michael's Spirit Eyes detected that the fabric of reality displayed signs of being under too much pressure. It didn't take much more to tear the fabric of reality apart. That was something new to Michael.

He tensed up and possessed to circulate origin energy through his body to calm down.

All of a sudden, a massive amount of curse power erupted from Lig. The ground around her ripped apart as if a bomb impacted. Rubble and debris were hurled in all directions, creating a thin smokescreen that shrouded Lig, whose body expanded.

Michael swallowed hard as he observed her grow stronger. He could have attacked, but his instincts told him to stay away.

'Are we going all out?' He questioned himself, only for Danny to answer instead.

[Of course, we are!]