Even though it was just a cha simulator, Abyss 107’s capabilities were still formidable.
But perhaps because Jay Brown had experience fighting against Tree Star 106, he seed more adept when it ca to facing Abyss 107.
He even discovered that Tree Star 106’s fighting style was specifically designed to counter Abyss 107’s.
This realization exhilarated him.
So excited, in fact, that in the heat of the mont, he wanted to utilize Tree Star 106’s moves.
In the end, he restrained himself, opting to withstand Abyss 107’s attacks.
Because the old principal had instructed that the existence of Tree Star 106 must not be known by anyone.
At that mont, he seed to understand why Hannah had to conceal her true strength and intentionally hold back.
Many tis, it’s not a matter of want, but of necessity.
The simulated battle lasted fifteen minutes.
After it ended, Jay Brown erged from the cha drenched in sweat.
Wayne Lane comnted, "Not bad."
Panting, Jay Brown replied, "Thank you, Instructor Wayne."
He returned to his seat, where a female student offered him a tissue. He politely declined and then took the bottle of water from Samuel Hoffman.
The girl lowered her head to look at the tissue in her hand and then at Samuel Hoffman, who was chatting with Jay Brown and patting his shoulder. She got up and returned to her seat.
Taking the recent simulated battle as a main point, Wayne Lane began a detailed explanation.
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After class, Wayne Lane called out to Jay Brown as he passed by.
Jay Brown stopped in his tracks, suggested Samuel Hoffman go ahead, and then turned back.
There were still students lingering in the training field.
"Instructor Wayne, is sothing the matter?" Jay Brown asked.
So people looked over.
Wayne Lane had finished packing up his materials from the desk and was dressed casually and relaxed.
At school, he was simply an instructor.
It was now evening.
He didn’t speak, standing in the shadow near a streetlamp with half of his face obscured.
"Instructor Wayne, is sothing the matter?" Jay Brown tried to appear calm, but in Wayne Lane’s presence, whether due to the difference in status or the teacher-student relationship, he couldn’t help but tense up nervously.
He was reflecting on whether he had revealed any flaws during the battle.
Jay Brown was a person eager to learn; he had studied Hannah for a long ti.
Especially her combat moves.
He had watched the few remaining videos given to him by the old principal over and over.
Maybe he even inadvertently adopted so of Hannah’s habits during the battle.
After a while, Wayne Lane spoke up, "How long have you been at the cha Academy?"
The terms at the cha Academy were renewed every thirty years.
During this ti, the outstanding students would graduate early, and those who needed more polish were kept back for further study.
Of course, exceptionally talented students could also be admitted out of cycle.
It was a very normal, routine question.
Jay Brown rembered clearly the ti he enrolled, so he answered almost without thinking, "Seven years."
"Seven years," Wayne Lane murmured to himself.
Jay Brown inquired, "Is there a problem?"
Wayne Lane shook his head, "Just recalling sothing."
Jay Brown subconsciously felt that whatever Wayne Lane was recalling might have sothing to do with Hannah.
He had heard from the old principal.
Back in their ti at the academy, Hannah and Wayne Lane, although competitors, had also shared a close relationship.
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