Supreme Magus novel Chapter 1177

Chapter 1177 Battle Against Time Part 1

"I get that compared to you I’m green, but I never suffered any crushing defeat against you while we trained." Tista said.

"That’s because I was still getting used to my new body and because my purpose was to teach you swordsmanship while Faluel taught you how an Awakened fights." Phloria replied.

"Only in a bard’s tale do you learn by getting your ass whooped. For a defeat to be meaningful, you must have lasted long enough to make mistakes. That’s why in the army we say that training teaches you how to lose, whereas combat experience teaches you how to win."

Phloria stood up and beckoned Tista to step forward while making the furniture disappear into the ground. She also took her rapier out of her dimensional item, assuming a defensive stance.

"Why did you take out your weapons but you’re not using Fusion Magic?" Tista asked while wielding a short sword in each hand.

"Humans have no chance of defeating Emperor Beasts or monsters bare-handed, at least at our level. Bare hands are good in a tavern or if you want to capture your target alive, but on the battlefield, survival requires killing.

"As for Fusion Magic, you’re shorter and lighter than me and your mana core is weaker than mine. If we use it, you won’t even see my attacks." Phloria said.

"We’ll see." Tista circled around Phloria, who only needed to pivot on her front foot to follow her every movement.

After failing to find an opening, Tista lunged to probe her opponent’s defense. The moment she put her weight in the strike, Phloria stepped forward, using the tip of her sword to push Tista’s away.

The movement was so quick and strong that to not lose grip on her weapon, Tista lost her balance for a split second. Long enough for Phloria to kick Tita’s shin ad send her flying.

"Now tell me, what did you learn from such a quick defeat?" Phloria asked while moving around the fallen enemy like a vulture circling its prey.

"Nothing. I did everything right and yet..."

"And yet you lost. That’s what training is for. Here you can afford to lose, while out there, defeat means death." Phloria said.

"You may have left the army, but you sure sound like a drill sergeant." Tista got up, resuming her stance. "Again, but this time go easy on me enough so that I last longer than a sneeze."

"That’s up to you. Never put so much weight in a feint, otherwise it’s no better than a lousy attack." Phloria said.

The two women sparred until they were both drenched in sweat, with Phloria raising the bar as soon as Tista got better, leaving neither of them a single second of rest unless it was requested.

"What is that?" Tista pointed at a dimensional fissure opening in the middle of the room. A split second later, a small figure covered in cracks and burnt marks came out of the Warp.

"Do you really think I’m going to fall for the oldest trick in the book?" Phloria scoffed at Tista’s childish attempt to distract her.

Even when she seemed to be at death’s door, she didn’t seem to care much about her own condition. Just like Phloria would. _{fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm}