Ronan finally felt as if he was free from his unseen shackles. Now, he started to train his thunder elent to his heart’s content.
It was a very different experience for him to learn thunder-based techniques than it was to learn fire-based ones.
He had learnt the spells ‘ Thunder Wave ‘ and ‘ Thunder Shackles ‘ .
Thunder wave saw him release a 3 ter thunder wave in a particular direction with an area of effect of 20 ters.
Thunder shackles saw him montarily bind his enemy with thunder chains that also zapped the enemy should they try to break the restraints.
Thunder responded to his subconscious thoughts as if it were a part of his own physical body. He did not even need a full day to master most D-ranked thunder spells.
As if on a learning spree, Ronan learnt one new technique every week and practiced it to perfection in the subsequent one, adding three new moves to his arsenal and levelling up twice to reach level 30 in the process..
Ronan’s routine saw him sleep through most classes except the basic elental study and the basic practical combat study classes, as he trained till four or five in the morning, only returning to his dorm when he was dead tired.
He would have been punished for his behavior had Principal Chanakya not intervened personally and told the staff to let the kid be. He was delighted to see Ronan work on sothing beneficial to his future.
Over the weeks, Chanakaya was surprised ti and ti again as Ronan mastered D-ranked spells that took even 5 star talents many months to master in a matter of few hours, which just showed how high his natural comprehension was.
After see him do it ti and ti again, Chanakya had a crazy thought in his mind; he wanted to see just how far the boy could go. One night, while Ronan was training, Chanakya interrupted him, saying, “I see you break the curfew again, student.”
Ronan was training with a new spell, ‘5-point strike’, which created five small thunderbolts that accurately pierced 5 clay pots placed 50 ters away. However, Chanakya’s sudden appearance startled him, interrupting his training.
He bowed upon seeing the principal, “Greetings, Sir Principal.”
Chanakya stroked his beard as he looked expressionlessly at Ronan. He said, “I see you have taken my suggestion and started working on your thunder elent. Good choice, kid.”
“Thank you for pointing in the right direction,” Ronan said respectfully.
Chanakya waved his hands off as if it was nothing and said, “Say, what difference do you feel when you manifest an F ranked move vs manifesting a D ranked move?”
It was a trick question on Chanakya’s part as he was testing Ronan’s natural comprehension of things. Should Ronan give a shallow answer like the obvious differences like power or the amount of mana required, he would be disappointed and not grant Ronan the next opportunity that he had prepared. Hence, Ronan had one chance to impress him and gain a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity.
Ronan thought carefully for a while before saying, “When I study F-ranked spells, their basic concept is very simple and their execution is easy. It is like joining four wooden planks with nails to make a square. D-ranked spells are a more complicated blueprint, as if having many pieces of wood and needing to make a chair from it. It is much harder and needs far faster mobilization of mana “.
Chanakya’s eyes brightened at Ronan’s answer, as his parallel of equating spell complication with carpentry fascinated the older man. He wondered how many children at Ronan’s age could understand this concept.
He was satisfied with Ronan’s answer as he said, “Walk with .”
Chanakaya had his hands behind his back as he took Ronan for a stroll outside the campus. The campus security was understandably startled seeing the principal roam around with a student at this hour, but, since it was the principal, they only saluted with their hats and said nothing.
Chanakya walked for 30 minutes straight without saying a word as he took Ronan to the seventh peak of the campus, the forbidden peak that was only accessible to him and the vice principal of the school.
The seventh peak was shrouded in dense mist and had a rainforest-like climate with many strong creatures roaming around, whose power levels Ronan could not even sense.
“Don’t try. None of the beasts on this peak are at the mortal levels,” Chanakya chuckled.
Ronan’s eyes widened at this revelation. He was now intrigued as to where the principal was taking him. However, due to the dense mist, he could not see much further than 5 ters on the peak.
After a while, Ronan saw a crystal-clear Lake that had no mist surrounding it whatsoever. He could see dense mist surrounding the lake’s boundaries at all sides, yet the area above the lake was clear.
The waters looked pitch black, as it reflected the night sky with a shining moon in the water.
“Co on.” Chanakya said as he walked right into the lake, Ronan following behind closely.
When they were neck-deep in the water, a weird phenonon occurred as Ronan could still feel so firm footing under his feet even though the lake seed to be much deeper.
“Take a deep breath.” said Chanakaya as he pinched his nose with on hand, as if in anticipation of sothing that was about to happen. He held Ronan’s neck with the other.
WHIPLASH!
In a split-second, the weird platform under their feet travelled several kiloters underwater, passing through a small to passage at the bottom of the lake and coming back up at an underground cave.
Chanakya had supported Ronan’s neck to save him from the effects of the whiplash, however, even so, Ronan was completely dazed as he had lost his sense of balance with the world spinning around him.
He would have puked his stomach out had it not been hours since he had eaten, with all of it being digested while he was training.
Chanakya patiently waited for Ronan to recover. When Ronan finally stood back up, he said, “Co, let introduce you to the guardian spirit of the seven peaks, and the protector of the academy and the kingdom of Avalon…
“The Origin Turtle Oogway.”
Ronan was completely caught off-guard. He had heard tales from his grandmother about the turtle Oogway . One of the four originators of elents, the water originator, the legendary existence who was said to be only one step below the mythical beasts like the phoenix . An immortal who had most likely crossed the level 160 threshold.
Oogway’s tale was the stuff of legends. He had single handedly flooded the Coastal Kingdom of Atlantis when the kingdom committed cris against the turtle race by making them into slave mounts under the kingdom’s jurisdiction.
He was a supre existence, one much stronger than even Ronan’s father, rumored to have lived for over a hundred thousand years… And now, Ronan was going to et him!
However, to his shock, right as he walked into the room where the giant turtle was resting, an ancient voice said, “Chanakya, why did you bring this cursed child wielding the forbidden to my doorstep?”
/// We hit the PS target of 200 this week . Good job everyone! As promised there will be a bonus chapter this week 🙂 ///
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