Chapter 794 Spar II

Chapter 794 Spar II

Even now, Ligno'vsh hadn't used her Soultrait. The powers of her Curse were the only things Lig utilized.

No, that wasn't entirely true. Michael noticed something he hadn't paid much attention to before.

'She adjusts her fighting style way too fast. I barely switch to another fighting style, and she's already adjusted. Even if her Cursed Seals reinforce her reaction time, she shouldn't have a better reaction time than I have with Spirit Eyes' Prognosis. I can analyze where she'll move before she takes action.'

Michael figured that Ligno'vsh Soultrait allowed her to analyze his fighting styles quickly and create suitable counters in no time.

Despite not knowing the name of her Soultrait, Michael could tell he was in the right direction. It was a Soultrait that allowed Ligno'vsh to adjust quickly in combat. Her martial arts were also fairly strong. The force of her kicks and punches wasn't something Michael could endure easily. However, the worst was Lig's control of curse power. It was incredibly high and gave Lig access to do a wide variety of things with her Curse.

That was how she ended up replicating an aura made of curse power. The curse power revolved around her and destroyed everything in its wake. Lig wasn't affected by the curse power, and she didn't have to focus too much on the aura either. Her mind wasn't pressured enough to affect the attention lingering on Michael and every move he made.

She shot forward and appeared before Michael, her curse aura enveloping him. Michael's skin prickled, and he could have sworn that his skin threatened to be torn into shreds if not for its high resilience. For a moment, he thought Ligno'vsh had the same curse power. He wondered if her Curse could replicate the cursed power of the World Serpent and the Wolf Curse, but that didn't make much sense.

Lig's control of her curse power was too great for her to use two replicated powers this well. In the first place, the Wolf Curse was several times stronger than the curse aura enveloping him. The curse aura tore on every inch of his body, trying to tear him apart, but it wasn't powerful enough to actually turn him in to shreds. The Wolf Curse was capable of that.

Michael focused back on the battle. He transformed the Aethyr into a shield and a thin longsword and played around a little bit, switching Aethyr's form as he pleased to block and alter Lig's attacks. Her attacks, however, were far more ferocious than before. Every punch accompanied a trace of highly compressed curse power. Spirit Eyes determined that the curse power in her punches and kicks had been altered, converted to something far more destructive, but Michael didn't have enough time to analyze everything in detail.

Suddenly, she was much stronger and faster. Even her Soultrait seemed to have been overclocked, granting her even better control of the overall situation.

The onslaught of attacks continued. A barrage of attacks followed another. Michael was pushed back, but Spirit Eyes was fully activated. He didn't sustain a heavy injury, but the bruises covering his body were growing more in number every second.

Michael was under a lot of pressure. He was forced to use every bit of power coursing through his body to keep up with Lig. However, his physical strength – augmented by Sacred Constitution, Enhancement, Heavenly Beast Physique, and Foundation Break – wasn't enough. Michael had to use his mind as well. He had to change his fighting style every few seconds. He had to modify the adjustments made by Ligno'vsh.

It was tiresome, and his back was previously drenched in sweat, but the corner of his lips curled upward.

He was overjoyed. The spar was exciting. It was exhilarating how strong he'd grown and how powerful the Curse Users in the Nest were.

This was going to be exciting.

'Are you ready?' Michael asked in his mind.

The response he received was not great, but it was more than enough. The World Serpent hissed while the Wolf Curse growled at him.

'That is nice to hear. It's lovely to have you guys back. Let's go for it!'

The spar was yet not over.