That truly was a morable ti.
Campbell was unaware of his opponent’s thoughts. In his pursuit of victory, he lashed out with his leg in anger, each movent creating a sonic boom as his continuous kicks whistled through the air.
Kael raised his arms to block, but Campbell’s kicks were trendously powerful. Even with the enhancent of the Lion Heart Attributes, Kael struggled to parry.
This was, of course, to be expected since the Lion Heart Attributes were a secret of the Lionheart Family. In terms of physical strength, Campbell was only stronger than Kael, never weaker.
As expected, Kael instantly lost his balance due to the wave-like barrage of kicks. Knowing that receiving this heavy kick would temporarily rob him of his combat abilities, he quickly leaned back to dodge the attack.
Campbell swiftly shifted his stance, almost instantaneously switching from a sweeping kick to a downward strike. Kael blocked this kick with his arms, his body instantly dropping.
It was clear Campbell had no intention of circumventing Kael. He unhesitatingly increased the force in his leg, seemingly determined to embed Kael into the stone plate.
But he soon realized that no matter how much force he applied, he could not make Kael lose his balance.
His gaze swept over and instantly noticed several strands of Magic Silk Thread spreading from Kael’s body. Under the release of force from the Magic Silk Thread, his kicks felt like they were hitting a spring, not only failing to damage the spring, but also feeling the rebounding force strengthening.
The next mont, Kael stomped on the ground, and using the repulsive force along with the elasticity of the Magic Silk Thread, he perford a backflip. This turned Campbell’s attack into a flipping force, and he kicked Campbell Marquis in the chin.
Imdiately, their bodies misaligned, and Earl Campbell brushed his cheek with his fingers, revealing a provocative expression.
"You’re better at fighting than I imagined. At least in this respect, you qualify as a competitor," he said.
"Likewise, I actually thought Earl Campbell would be good for nothing, but your resilience is more impressive than I expected," replied Kael.
Kael sincerely thought so. Earl Campbell was fiercer than he had imagined. Indeed, his robust physique could be considered strong even among the many foes he had fought in his previous life.
"This guy, very troubleso," Kael thought.
"This guy, quite strong," Earl Campbell thought similarly.
"Since you’ve already started using Spellcaster’s thods, perhaps I can be a bit more brutal..."
Earl Campbell spoke but didn’t stop his movents, he rushed forward in an instant.
"No problem at all!"
With a heavy kick, Kael instantly dodged, and the kick caused the entire arena to tremble.
Force is mutual, and though this strike, if landed, would explode with effects, it was also highly prone to exposing flaws.
Convinced that Campbell couldn’t deliver another strike imdiately, Kael seized the mont to attack. He charged forward, his feet wrapped in chilling Ice Blades, launching several blade-like kicks into Earl Campbell’s chest.
"Damn..."
The mont he kicked, Kael was shocked to feel that Campbell had matched the rhythm of his breathing with the speed of Kael’s kicks. Using rapid movents of his chest, he managed to deflect much of the force from Kael’s Ice Blades.
Those Ice Blades left nurous cuts in his clothes, but rely mild white marks on his skin...
It seed... only frostbite.
This guy, what kind of Demon Muscle Man had sprung up from sowhere!
But the next mont, Kael’s face revealed a slight triumphant smile.
Using the force, he perford a spinning kick. In the mont he kicked, a scroll stretched out like a belt, instantly unfolding.
When Kael kicked Earl Campbell across the scroll, the Divine Arts inscribed on the scroll erupted instantly.
Earl Campbell was forced to take half a step back. His clothes were severely torn in the attack, and his skin glowed with a lava-like red as pain crossed his face.
But that expression quickly turned cruel as a curse spread over his body. The red glow vanished in an instant, revealing a layer of cursed power that clung to his skin like Armor.
"Tch... as I expected, but it’s still sowhat irritating."
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Lifting the limit on his own power’s maximum didn’t an he could negate the advantages he had polished.
Not to ntion, a Curse Swordsman is a profession that gathers more Beast Blood Essence over ti, refining more specialties and passives.
These elents accumulate inside his body as a deep reserve, advantages that couldn’t just be wiped away by downplaying him to "holding back to Transcendent second tier."
Was Earl Campbell brutal?
More than just brutal.
Was Earl Campbell brainless?
No, he had been strategizing even before the battle began.
He took a deep breath, wanting to use his skills to suppress these long-lived monsters, and found the simplest thod was still to stack data.
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