Unless Ash could, like Tamasi, slice out shock waves barehanded and shatter brain tissue from a distance, both he and Weiser were still at Mortal Level in their combat.
Even if Weiser was a bit lacking in technique, as long as their attack power was roughly equal, she naturally could fend off Ash's moves and even trade blows for wounds with him.
Not only that, as time went on, they gradually memorized each other's combat styles to the point where they could predict every move, reaching the level of knowing each other like the back of their hands.
When Ash's gaze lowered, Weiser could see the next several moves of his sword; when Weiser shifted her stance, Ash knew what technique she was about to switch to.
They were not fighting, but playing out a future they could already see.
"How far can your eyes see?"
In the midst of a tempestuous battle, Weiser asked with an unaffected and calm tone.
"To see your death."
Ash responded instantly.
