"The Sacred beast really left us?…That's a shame, we wanted to ask it a few more questions, but I guess it doesn't want to stay with us…Well, that's fine too, I guess."
First, it looked like Brell was sad, but after a few seconds, his opinion began to change.
The Sacred beast was not known for conversing with the Mewi, and it had only been a few rare times during the last few centuries that it had helped them, giving them a warning of something before disappearing.
Thus, Brell quickly switched his attention from the Sacred beast to Jason, who was still there.
"Are you ready to fight? The full silver moon is in a few days and you didn't return early as promised. In fact, you're quite late!"
Scratching the back of his head, Jason smiled dryly trying to think of a proper excuse, but, in the end, there was no reason for that as he simply replied,
"I was occupied with adjusting my body to the increase in my strength!"
This was not necessarily the entire truth, but he was not required to share everything with Brell because it was his business what he did with his time and nobody else's.
With that in mind, he continued to look at him with a calm and confident expression, which the Grand tribe chief noticed.
As such, he smiled too as he said.
"If you're ready, let's spar with each other in order to test our combat prowess. During the next few days, we can continue to spar, and come up with an improved tactic on how we should defend, or possibly counter-attack the Oceanfolk."
What Brell said sounded reasonable, and Jason didn't have to think about the answer. Turning his head towards a free place in the open training field, he approached it, while Brell ended his training session with the other Mewi that had been listening to their conversation intently.
It didn't sound like their Grand tribe chief and his representative were talking, but two colleagues who knew each other for quite some time.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})This was not possible and confused the Mewi, but nobody dared to say anything. They simply looked at each other in doubt, not sure what to think.
While Brell had finished the training session, Jason had been trying to sense what kind of changes his eyes were still undergoing.
Unfortunately, that was easier said than done because his eyes were itching from the inside out, and something was definitely being transformed.
Despite that, he had no idea what exactly it was, and even the Sacred Squirrel, who was resting inside his soul world, was clueless.
In the end, the Sacred Squirrel went to sleep once again, inside Artemis' plumage, without bothering about the world around it.
It simply absorbed some of the surrounding energies, transforming them before cultivating the blessings it harbored.
This was not exactly helpful, and even if Jason knew what the blessings he had inherited from the Sacred Squirrel were, they had only altered his body a little bit before.
Once Brell approached him, Jason stopped thinking about his newest soulbond, telling himself that he would have to figure out what use the blessings had.
It took him a lot of time to stop pondering if there was something like a passive effect they could create, or if he required blessed energy for every single function of them.
Turning to the Grand tribe chief, he heard him saying something,
"In our spar, let's start off slowly without using our cultivation energies. After some time we can increase the pace and intensity of our spar, alright? In that way, we will be able to focus on finding our flaws before we fix them under ever-increasing pressure!"
Jason liked Brell's idea, and he nodded his head without hesitation as Byakur manifested in his hand.
Without wasting any more time, Jason distanced himself from the Grand tribe chief, who had manifested a spear in his hand.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})Ready to fight by simply using brute force, Jason didn't even think about allowing Artemis or one of his other soulbonds to enter his mana core.
Instead, he wanted to figure out how big the gap between his own physical strength, and that of Brell's was.
If his guess was correct, it wasn't small, and Jason could already see himself being overwhelmed, but that was not something he was bothered about.
His forte was not his physical strength, to begin with. As such, he was fine with receiving helpful inputs by looking at his opponent's posture, and movements.
In the end, it had been a long time since he learned a martial art technique, and the only techniques he had used were auxiliary occupational techniques, the Floating Sky movement technique that was already slightly outdated, and the Mythic Essence cultivation technique.
His last martial art technique, excluding the movement technique, had been one of the techniques humans on Argos had created.
With that in mind, Jason knew that his movements were still not perfect and that he had to fix lots of things, such as avoiding too many unnecessary movements.
Fortunately, this was not a big problem because his innate talent allowed him to naturally reduce the mistakes he was making.
Nonetheless, while facing Brell, Jason felt that he would learn a lot, even more so without a soulbond entering his mana core, or the use of even a fraction of mana.
With that in mind, Jason charged towards Brell, the moment they started the battle.
Brell followed suit, and he realized almost immediately that his speed was 50% higher than Jason's.
It was probably even more than 50%, but that shocked Brell, who had seen Jason fighting before, a lot.
'Is that his entire physical strength? That's…weird…'
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})Somehow, Brell felt like Jason's strength was too low, but considering that the young man, who was charging up to him, had barely solidified a total of nine small prismarine crystals in addition to a basic construction of his first large rotating crystal, that was not the case.
Based on his cultivation alone, Jason shouldn't even be able to reach anything close to half his speed! Even beings with a total of three large rotating crystals were unable to attain half the speed of someone who had completed the construction of his dome crystal!
That was in fact the case because the dome crystal increased a Cultivator's strength ten times more than a single large rotating crystal did.
Adding the factor that beings at the Peak of the Prismar stage had not only a Dome crystal but also three large rotating crystals as well as a total of nine solidified prismarine crystals, they should be able to defeat anyone without a dome crystal.
Yet, somehow, Brell couldn't help but feel that Jason should be able to achieve this, even if his cultivation base seemed to be too low.
While Jason's sword clashed with the spear Brell had thrust out, both of them noticed that Jason was unable to perfectly deflect the attack.
Despite that, nobody was injured owing to the fact that Jason made a subtle movement to evade the attack by a hair's breadth.
This could have been a coincidence, but Brell didn't believe that. The astonishment in Jason's eyes suggested the opposite, but Brell's gut feeling had never betrayed him.
Because of that, he began to attack Jason with a fast series of spear thrusts that were all evaded by Jason.
It was always a near miss, or Jason's sword got in the way, faintly averting the trajectory of the spear's blade.
Nevertheless, Jason was never hit!
The astonishment in Jason's eyes disappeared, replaced by a bright expression with a single thought in his mind.
'I can see it!'
