Arvell watched James with a scrutinizing look.
'While there's no way he can maintain that forever, I'll probably run out of energy before I can break through his armour. Moreover…'
Turning his attention to James's feet, Arvell knitted his eyebrows.
'He still hasn't taken a single step yet.'
James's feet were firmly planted, showing that even with Arvell using all his physical strength, he had yet to make James move a single step.
'So much for testing the ability of my newly refined Nether Body.'
Arvell had wanted to fight James mainly because he wanted to test the capabilities of his new physique.
Before, he felt highly confident in holding his own against James, even with the age and experience gap between them.
It was a humbling experience for him, to say the least.
Never underestimate your opponents no matter what.
That was a teaching Arvell lived by while surviving alone in the wilderness.