The brave Simmel wants to resign

but....

"Shit... I don't want to face you!"

Lowering his body, the veins on Miguel's muscular limbs were clearly visible, his fingers spread wide, and he entered a tense state of combat readiness.

"Do you know me?" Simmel asked curiously.

"of course."

Miguel gritted his teeth.

"The strongest sorcerer in modern times is Gojo Satoru, which is something that everyone knows publicly."

"But any sorcerer who's been in the business has probably heard rumors about you while completing missions."

A white cloak.

Light blue hair.

And a smile that seems to never fade.

Rumor has it that if you encounter Gojo Satoru during a mission, you can try to escape, because he might let you go because he's in a good mood or something.

But if they encountered Simmel, they would all be arrested without exception.

The task completion rate to date is 100%.

Miguel had met him by chance during a mission.

I only glanced at it from afar.

"You cleaved a building in two with a single sword strike. You're the type of sorcerer we simple-minded wizards hate the most."

"Haha, really?"

That was the end of the conversation; neither of them said anything more.

A standoff...it seems difficult to describe it that way.

Miguel's unilateral vigilance lasted less than two seconds. The next moment, Simmel naturally took a step forward—an irrepressible restlessness propelled Miguel's body to react.

His muscles bulged, his dark arms swung out with powerful lines, and he unleashed a fierce punch.

Bang! Whoosh!

A gust of wind swept out, which Simmel dodged by taking a half step back. Miguel followed up with his left fist, which Simmel again ducked to avoid.

Miguel wasn't annoyed that his attacks had been dodged twice; he simply increased his speed.

Push off the ground, raise your right leg, and deliver a side kick that sweeps out. After landing, swing both arms in succession.

The attack style was quite wide and sweeping, taking advantage of its long arms and legs, but all of them were easily dodged by Simmel.

Moreover, as Miguel once again crossed his side with his thick right arm, Simmel slowly raised his elbow.

*Snap!*

His right arm shot out, his palm rubbing rapidly against the outer edge of Miguel's arm, the burning pain causing Miguel to flinch.

Simmel grabbed Miguel's shoulder and pressed him down the instant his movements came to a standstill, instantly dissipating most of Miguel's force. Miguel was also reduced in height by half and almost slipped.

Knee raise and side kick.

boom! ! !

A merciless kick landed squarely on Miguel's side, sending him flying with a scream.

"Mr. Miguel!!!"

"Miguel!"

Laru and Yigu exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

Bone glared angrily at Simmel, his whole body trembling, his breathing erratic, his hand moving towards his waist.

The katana clanged against its scabbard repeatedly in his trembling hand, making a clicking sound.

However, Yi Gu's attempt to draw his sword failed this time.

"Don't make a move! Yi Gu!"

Miguel's voice came from behind.

Snap—Squeak—

The black man remained lying on his back in the crater he had created, the roots of the large tree behind him cracked and slowly tilting towards the ground.

Miguel kicked aside the obstacle in his body and scratched his head.

"What a sturdy body."

Even Simmel couldn't help but sigh.

He knew that his strength was considered great in this world, but the black man in front of him was already very strong in terms of physique alone. Combined with his considerable magical power output, his pure close combat ability was indeed beyond the level one.

"This wasn't the time to reveal my hand, but if Yi Gu gets caught, everything will be over, right?"

Miguel stood up, took a deep breath, and his chest swelled up.

Immediately, he assumed a fighting stance.

Simmel did not dislike this challenge, so instead of randomly finding a weapon and turning it into a blade, he stepped forward empty-handed as well.

The two slowly closed the distance again.

Then--

boom!

They acted simultaneously.

This time, Simmel joined the attack.

Miguel, who should theoretically be suppressed, is now half a beat faster than before!

(Was a surgical procedure used?)

"My spell is called 'Song of Prayer'."

Sure enough, Miguel spoke up as the two were exchanging blows.

The two men landed a series of jabs, and several dark, swirling ripples of magical energy appeared on their arms.

"The spell's ability is to dispel curses by creating rhythms with the body, and in the process, activate spell power and enhance physical abilities."

With his heavy artillery coming from behind, Miguel's momentum grew stronger and stronger.

Simmel defended the center line, deflecting straight punches with a spread hand and parrying sweeping blows with a wing, appearing more agile, but his expression clearly showed that he was increasingly impressed by his opponent.

The two men's fists and elbows collided instantly and then separated.

A series of muffled thuds erupted.

Miguel followed up with a side hook punch, then countered with a hook punch from the side. Simmel used his hand to pull back with a sticky force, instantly turning the tables and regaining position.

They were airtight, and their advances and retreats could be switched in an instant!

The balance of power shifts constantly!

Simmel's physical abilities under normal circumstances are also very strong. He can jump from a height of tens of meters without injury, and the sword energy he creates can even extend hundreds of meters.

But Miguel is gradually catching up!

[Surgical Procedure Revealed]

Realizing that even using his magical power and physical strength wouldn't be enough to fight on equal terms, Miguel chose to reveal his spells to achieve additional output efficiency.

The pace of the game is getting faster and faster.

With the amplification of his techniques, Miguel's punches became increasingly tricky.

The effects of the spell are also temporary. After all, the spell's effect is "physical enhancement," which means that the original body needs to be stimulated. Putting aside the loss of spell power, the body itself cannot remain active in this spell state for a long time.

Fortunately, all he needed to do was guard this place.

He believed that as long as he could overcome this biggest obstacle, Ralu should be able to take Manami and Otsukoshi away.

If I just use that cursed artifact to extricate myself at the last moment, everything will be—

"You seem to be thinking about stalling for time."

The sudden sound startled Miguel, causing him to miss his punch.

The fist grazed past Simmel's flowing light blue hair, creating a whirlwind.

Simmel smiled and suddenly changed the rhythm.

He feigned a straight punch to Miguel's face, and in doing so, he shifted his weight.

A powerful punch was thrown from a blind spot.

This is!

Imitate my actions!?

Miguel used his hand to make a diagonal cut, barely managing to deflect the force, but he was still forced to take a small step back by the violent aftereffects.

(How could this be!?)

I just used magic to enhance my physical abilities, how did this guy adapt so quickly! And he even counterattacked?!

He was confident he could stall even Gojo Satoru in terms of physical skills... Could this guy, in terms of physical skills, be even better than Gojo Satoru at this moment?

Seizing the opportunity, Simmel pressed forward, grabbed Miguel's forearm with his sticky hand, and before he could break free, he spun his elbow and struck Miguel's chin.

"Waaah!"

Miguel's eyes blurred, and he launched a quick hook punch at the side of his abdomen, but Simmel deflected it with a wrist flip.

"I see. Although at first I thought you had colluded with the Nightmare and changed your weapons, I was wrong. I'm sorry to say you were so cunning and foolish!"

Even while being beaten, Simmel was still in the mood to chat with Miguel, but Miguel, who was almost being beaten unilaterally, was speechless.

The fish was thirsty and pried open the kang (a heated brick bed) to harvest the grain.

"That guy is not trustworthy. Have you done anything irreversible? If not, why don't you try surrendering?"

Surrender? Are you kidding me!