The green claw wind blade hurtled towards Michael, and nearly everyone watching had already resigned themselves to the belief that he would not escape unscathed, they thought the referee might just step in at any mont soon to stop the match.
However, just as Connor's claw wind blade was about to tear through him, a brilliant flash of light enveloped Michael.
The light emitted such intense mana fluctuations that it generated a shockwave, sending the wind blade hurtling backwards.
The shockwave reached Connor, forcing him to swiftly cross his two hands in an X shape and dig his legs into the ground to prevent himself from being propelled by the force of his opponent's shockwave, which would have been embarrassing.
Connor squinted his light blue eyes, attempting to use his heightened sense of sll to locate Michael, but his keen sense of sll warned him of great danger, causing his body to tremble slightly
Connor strained to locate the source of the danger that had triggered his primal instincts.
Finally, the surrounding light subsided, allowing the crowd of spectators and Connor to see Michael once again.
However, there were noticeable changes in him, all the injuries and bruises inflicted on him by Connor's relentless attacks had completely vanished, not only that, but his hair was now glowing.
Normally, Michael had short, blonde hair, but after the light dissipated, his hair and eyebrows emitted a radiant, holy glow.
Alec couldn't help but feel as though he was witnessing a Super Saiyan awakening.
"I'm not the only one who saw that, right?" Arthur asked, amazed by the power Michael had just displayed.
"No, you're not alone, unless we all have so sort of eye problem, it seems that Michael just perford a full body healing on himself," Alec replied, his gaze still fixed on the intense battle unfolding before them.
The War God Academy team wasn't the only group taking note of Michael's extraordinary power, as the ability to heal is one of the rarest and most coveted powers in existence.
And to possess a healing ability of such caliber, it made Michael even more valuable than they had previously perceived.
As the other teams discussed him, the crowd also felt that the fight had returned to a balanced state, rather than the one side beating that just occurred.
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"I would love to continue playing with you, but you see, my captain has advised that if I continue at this intensity, I will deplete too much mana and won't be able to defeat you, I was sent out to secure the first win, so I'm afraid our 'play' has co to an end," Michael calmly stated to Connor, who stood there rigidly, staring at the unscathed Michael.
However, Michael's words only seed to enrage Connor.
The ntion of "play" made him feel underestimated, as though everything he had done was diminished to re entertainnt in front of Michael.
With a powerful kick from his hind legs, Connor lunged towards Michael's neck, as he knew that the quickest way to secure victory in this match was to slice at Michael's neck, forcing an imdiate defeat as the referee would have no choice but to intervene.
Since they wouldn't want a prodigy from the Lightbringer clan to die, particularly one as talented as Michael, Connor's anger escalated the closer he got to him, the annoying smile still plastered on Michael's lips only fuelled his rage.
[> Mid Tier Spell – Judgnt Blade
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