Draco couldn't believe his eyes. The speed in which Michael had suddenly appeared in front of his eyes was simply too fast. He was confident of his own perception. It had allowed him to win against duels with the other Nascent Spirit cultivators with ease.
However, that speed was simply transcending speed itself. It wasn't even teleportation. It was much faster than that. It was as if the speed was beyond time itself!
"What the hell is that kind of power?!" Draco screamed as he ran through the dark forest.
Michael continued to run after him, using Quantum Step after Quantum Step.
However, he wasn't able to give Draco a single hit. His Unity Saber was just a hair's breadth away from touching Draco's Nascent Armor.
It was frustrating, to say the least.
"Looks like you're quite lacking in your swordsmanship training," Draco taunted. "You're not even using the right forms!"
