After fighting for so long, Grimm finally understood his weakness.
His low physique was his biggest burden. Even with the help of the A.I. Chip, he was still unable to unleash the full potential of his strength.
His 4 points of agility covered his reaction speed, movement speed, and agility in controlling his body. Although the A.I. Chip's dynamic vision captured Mary's movements in time, his overly 'stupid' body could not translate the commands in his mind into the necessary movements.
Hence, even though Grimm knew the direction and angle of his opponent's attack, he was always a step behind when he rushed to defend himself. Often, when his opponent's sharp claws brushed past his body, the flames would reach him, but he would not even be able to catch a glimpse of his opponent's clothes.
Thus, in the huge arena, only two huge balls of scorching flames could be seen blocking left and right of Grimm, but he was still groaning miserably. As for Red Robe Mary, she was like an erratic red ghost, flashing around Grimm. Many times, the terrifying flames would brush past her delicate body as they moved, but they were still unable to do anything to her nimble and agile figure.
Fortunately, Red Robe Mary was only testing Grimm's combat ability like it was a game. Every attack was only a superficial wound. Otherwise, Grimm would have been chopped into pieces and collapsed to the ground. Even so, Grimm's body was covered in claw marks from her sharp claws, and blood flowed profusely.
Although the injuries on his body were not fatal, they made Grimm feel humiliated and resentful.
A month ago, Mary was just a beginner acolyte who was not much stronger than him, but because of that damned witchcraft, she could now toy with him like a pet. Grimm suppressed the anger in his heart. Even though he knew he was no match for her, he still courageously controlled the flames to chase after the red figure.
In the dark, Grimm's mind was still as calm as ice, and he was communicating with the A.I. Chip without batting an eyelid. Since he could not see his opponent's movements, he could only use other methods.
Grimm waved his hands with all his might. His mental power was quickly drained, and the terrifying flames attached to his hands became stronger and more turbulent. In the depths of his eyes, a strange blue dot flickered faintly, marking the interception point that the A.I. Chip had vaguely calculated.
When Grimm sensed that Red Robe Mary was right in front of him, he abruptly spread his hands apart, and a terrifying stream of flames instantly sealed off the left and right paths of attack, leaving a defensive gap of less than half a meter in front of him.
Mary, who was about to dodge to Grimm's left, let out a cold snort. She stopped and straightened her body. With a slight sway of her body, she narrowly dodged the fiery stream of flames. Instead, she took advantage of the insignificant gap between her and Grimm's chest and abdomen.
Humph, careless boy, should I leave a mark on your face or on your chest?
Mary, who still had the energy to spare, thought about it in a daze. For a moment, she was a little hesitant.
Suddenly, her expression changed, and she retreated at an even faster speed. She was so fast that she did not even have the chance to teach Grimm a lesson. But even so, she retreated in time, but she still couldn't completely evade the two streams of flames that suddenly changed their direction.
The two streams of terrifying flames collided in front of Grimm, exploding into sparks and creating a small sea of fire.
Mary cried out in surprise and retreated ten meters away. She could feel the slight pain on her body. She lowered her head to take a look and saw that her bright red gauze dress had already become a tattered one. The sparks that had burst out had burnt out the holes, and the spring scenery inside was undoubtedly revealed.
"You bastard … You actually dared to destroy my clothes …"
Mary's cold face suddenly froze, and her cold eyes stared straight at Grimm, who was dancing with joy.
It was rare for him to force Mary to retreat, and Grimm was indescribably excited at this moment. He finally found a flaw in his opponent's fighting style. Against an assassin-type enemy with high agility, a concentrated Witchcraft might be more lethal, but it could be easily dodged by the opponent. It was not as good as this kind of area-of-effect Witchcraft that could restrict the opponent's space to dodge …
Just as he was feeling proud of himself, he suddenly felt a surge of murderous intent. Grimm looked up in shock, and only then did he see a ferocious and ferocious young girl baring her fangs and claws.
"I …"
Grimm knew that something was wrong, and just as he was about to explain, a red shadow flashed in front of him. Mary had already pressed his head against the stone wall with one hand. The violent and ferocious impact caused Grimm's limbs to tremble, and he even felt pain as his vision turned black and he fainted.
And the moment he fainted, the last remaining consciousness in his mind was …
What a fast speed!
… …
When Grimm regained consciousness again, there was no part of his body that did not hurt. But what made him even more depressed was that he seemed to be being dragged away by someone.
A cold little hand grabbed his ankle and dragged him to the ground, dragging him all the way back to his residence. His unprotected face was already covered in blood from the friction of the rough ground.
Grimm did not dare to struggle, after all, his previous actions seemed to have angered the temperamental Mary. Therefore, he could only continue to close his eyes and endure the pain that came from every part of his body.
It was good that he could still feel pain, it was much better than being killed while unconscious!
Grimm secretly performed a self-examination, and the huge red warning on the projection was truly shocking.
His maximum life force was only 11 points, and now it had fallen to 3 points. It could be said that he was on the edge of life and death. If it was any lower, he would probably enter a critically injured state.
That damned Red Robe Mary had not injured his vital parts. She had merely scratched him playfully, yet she had managed to weaken his life force to such an extent. From this, one could feel the huge difference in strength between the two.
A moment later, Red Robe Mary pushed open the wooden door of Grimm's residence and threw him into the darkness of the house. Then, a cold voice sounded, "Prepare yourself tonight, we will continue in 17 hours!"
It turned out that Mary had already noticed that he had woken up.
Grimm raised his head in horror, but all he saw was a half-opened wooden door and a slender and voluptuous body that was reflected by the candlelight in the corridor.
17 hours? Wasn't that the shortest amount of time he needed to recover?
Grimm opened his mouth to scream, but the wooden door had already been slammed shut, leaving him alone in the deep darkness.
… …
An hour later, Grimm finally climbed up from the ground with a strong will and lit a candle.
After taking off his tattered apprentice robe, his slightly thin body was covered in crisscrossed claw marks and wounds. Although it was not deep, it was unexpectedly dense.
With the help of the dim candlelight, he began to carefully treat his wounded body.
He definitely had basic healing ointments prepared. After all, while living in the tower, healing ointments and antidotes were indispensable.
Enduring the pain, he grimaced in pain as he picked the ointment and smeared it on his wound. A numbing itch that almost made him go crazy came from the wound. However, after the numbing itch, there was a refreshing coolness and the sourness brought about by the rapid growth of his flesh. As a result, Grim slowly dealt with his injuries amidst the pain of crying and laughing.
After treating his wounds, Grimm finally had the time to focus on another part of the self-examination report.
Attributes: Strength 4.01, Agility 4.04, Vitality 3.02, Spirit 8.07
Personal Skills: Burning Hand (Solidified), Flame Arrow (Solidified)
Being trampled on by Rou Rou just now had actually given him an overall increase in all his attributes. Even his Profession EXP had increased by 12 points. Grimm could not help but let out a long sigh. Was this going to be his miserable life from now on?
With grief and indignation, Grimm laid on his bed and began his daily meditation.
Once again, Grimm arrived at the spiritual space formed by countless light spots. The ball of light in which Grimm's consciousness resided suddenly turned into a ferocious monster. It pulled out hundreds of tentacle-like spiritual threads from its body. Under Grimm's conscious control, these spiritual threads attacked in all directions, constantly waving around and absorbing the fire elements in the air at a speed that was ten times faster than before.
In his previous meditation sessions, Grimm could only passively absorb the fire elements. How could the efficiency be compared to now that he was actively attacking? With this efficiency, the effect of a meditation session would be more than ten times stronger than before.
Today had been a long day, and there were too many things that happened for him to take in. Only now did he have a chance to take a breather. As soon as he finished meditating, he did not even have the time to check the results of his meditation before he fell asleep.
… …
At dawn the next day, Grimm was once again awakened by a heavy knock on his door.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Tony. It's time … "
Grimm grinned. Only then did he realize that it had been six days since the last patrol outside the tower. It was time for them to patrol again!
He quickly glanced at the results of last night's meditation. His 8.15 spiritual force made him overjoyed. Just one night of meditation had increased his spiritual force by 0.08 points. Didn't this mean that even if he did not delve into any books on witchcraft, he could still rely on the most basic meditation to push his spiritual force to the level of a high-level acolyte within three months?
Of course, there was more than one piece of good news.
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