"Strong." Grinned Omis.
He carefully eyed the lady on the opposite side of the battlefield. From their short exchange, he was roughly able to tell her cultivation level, it should be around the first ranked God realm.
Seeing as she was an 'Original' such as himself, their fighting prowess came quite close to one another.
'But that's not counting my second body.' Grinned Omis unconsciously.
The lady almost certainly had her own trump cards hidden, but since they did not clash with the full intent to kill, neither side went too far. The previous clash was simply to get a faint idea about one another.
'She is not someone easy to deal with. But then again, she should have also figured out that neither am I. Now then what will do?' Thought Omis as he stared at her with expectation.
