Alarmed, Ares had let go of the sword and pulled backwards. He twirled and attack with two consecutive flying kicks through the air.
Myles caught onto his leg on the second kick and had twirled him in the air and then pushed Ares off.
Ares flew backwards and found himself smashing his back against the three..He fell down but quickly got up to his feet staring at Myles.
"Is that all you got? Is that what you tend to define as professional and standard? Are you sure you aren't even lower than an amateur?" He gave Ares a thought provoking question.
But Ares was simply offended. He stared at Myles who had both hands behind him.
"You're not good at martial arts" Myles Continued " And you don't even seem to have any magical Cultivation power.. Of what importance are you then..What gives you the right to talk about a class being completely for absolute beginners when you're Simply beneath that level" He stated.
Ares stared at him with a sigh.
