Transmigrated as a Ghost

After getting her point across that she was not to be trifled with, Mrazivý removed her blade from Fasil’s neck and jumped back.

Normally, the position she had him in would be grounds for him to be eliminated, but she moved away before the announcer could call it. Something that just about everyone watching found incomprehensible.

“Now, forget about the fact that Marcus will not be fighting. You are both going to have your hands full dealing with only me. Next time you turn your attention away, I will not pull back.” Mrazivý said, her tone sharp and shilling.

Having gotten a glimpse of Mrazivý’s power, Casildo and Fasil no longer paid any mind to their earlier grievances and kept their eyes trained on Mrazivý. Even if they had not been fully focused on her, they were seasoned fighters with decades of experience, yet she had slipped past their guards and could have taken Fasil’s head off if she wanted to. This was not something just anyone would be capable of.

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At the same time, Casildo ran at her from the left side where she had more room to dodge as Fasil purposely angled his attack slightly to the right.

This was the classic opening attack that the two of them would use and it had caught plenty of stronger opponents off guard.

However, while most would try to avoid the attack that Fasil had launched, Mrazivý held her ground and sliced through the powerful mana attack with her sword.

The blast of mana spit in two around her and continued towards the audience where it hit the powerful barrier protecting them.

Seeing what happened actually momentarily stole Mrazivý’s attention since the attack was absorbed rather than simply just repelled.

During this lapse in her awareness, Casildo ran in and thrust his spear towards Mrazivý while using his strongest attack skill.

His spear rotated around fast and shot out at Mrazivý like a bullet.

Casildo’s attack had an immense amount of power and speed behind it, but without using any skills other than her swordsmanship Mrazivý turned the spear aside.

“Arghhh!”

Screaming out to psych himself up, Casildo chained dozens of thrusts at Mrazivý in an attempt to break through her guard, but without moving a single step she swung her sword and blocked every single thrust coming her way.

As Casildo was starting to waver, Fasil jumped in swinging both of his scimitars at Mrazivý the moment she was blocking the spear coming for her.

It would seem this was the perfect opening, but Mrazivý turned on her toes and brought her sword around to deflect the incoming attack.

For several seconds the three of them were embroiled in a high-speed battle of thrusts and swings, but despite being outnumbered Mrazivý blocked every attack coming her way.

She did not take a single step away from the spot she was standing on, simply turning around whenever she needed to deflect a blow coming from behind her. There were three weapons that she had to contend with coming at her, but with just her single sword she continued to meet Casildo’s spear and Fasil’s scimitars without letting a single attack in or moving her body out of the way.

Mrazivý was displaying her overwhelming swords skills that had reached level nine after completing the special dungeon, and her stats that far exceeded her opponents.

Eventually Casildo and Fasil realized they were not going to be breaking through Mrazivý and jumped back to regain their bearings and come up with another strategy of attack.

‘Oh, looks like they are finally getting serious.’ Mrazivý thought, feeling both of them becoming more dangerous.

Fasil had just activated his unique skill which was called Victory Field.

This unique skill was similar to the rare support magic in that it raised the stats of those deemed allies of the user and lowered the stats of enemies.

‘It looks like I lost about six percent of my stats, and both of theirs have been raised by eighteen percent. Not bad, it is a powerful unique skill.’ Mrazivý thought analyzing what had just happened.

Of course, she knew that this stat lowering for enemies and boosting was not all this unique skill did. It had another power that only effected Fasil and warped probability towards his favor. Basically, it made luckier, or his enemies unluckier.

Still, if there was a zero percent chance that he could win, it did not matter how lucky he was.

Feeling that she could no longer continue to fight with just her swordsmanship skill, Mrazivý activated her mana body skill along with several others that increased her physical abilities.

With several skills now activated she more than offset the decrease in her stats and the increase in her opponents.

The two of them came at her harder than before, unleashing powerful skill after the next, and Mrazivý could no longer simply stay in place as their coordination had taken a huge leap forward.

She used her footwork to move around now and avoid attacks, but she was actually getting hit occasionally by Fasil.

His luck increase made it so that on occasion his positioning and timing would be perfect, and he would land a blow against Mrazivý.

Of course, even when he hit, she was able to position her body so that his scimitars only connected with her armor, and she effectively took no damage.

Soon, even with his increased luck Fasil found himself not connecting any attacks as Mrazivý got more accustomed to their fighting style and looking out for situations where his unique skill would kick in.

Then when she felt that her movements had improved as much as they would during this battle, Mrazivý finally attacked.

During the entire match she had not once swung her sword with the intent to harm her opponents, but now she was ready to end the match.

‘Sword savant style fourth form, whirlpool strikes.’