'Now, I should train while using my deathcore and try to understand how to use my mana.'
Mana control was one of the most important but, at the sa ti, hardest things for a hunter. Since, most of the ti, hunters would awaken their mana later in their lives, it would co as a different type of energy, like a tail suddenly being added to one's body.
Therefore, it was very hard for people to master the usage of mana of any attribute. That alone showed how talented so people were, as so could easily manipulate the mana imbued with elents as easily as breathing.
Just like that, I entered the general training grounds again as I made my way toward the combat rooms.
"FUCK! This is too hard."
"AHHHHH! MY BACK!"
"DAMN! IT HURRTTZ!"
I paused a bit, snapping toward that odd scream and seeing a scene in one of the blocks.
The training room was used for instinct reaction. It would throw things at you to deflect with increasing intensity.
And this unknown guy set it at Level 5, only to get his balls hit and roll on the ground. The chilling scene made many people tremble.
And I would be lying if I said it didn't affect . No man wants to get hit in his balls. Thinking this, I looked down.
"This world is filled with so many maniacs. For my future and my brother's safety, I should order a strong guard to protect from unforeseeable situations."
It was already 8; class would begin at 9.
Thirty minutes of training and thirty minutes of rest.
'I won't be able to stay there for a long ti,' I thought to myself, seeing the people that had already started piling up inside the combat rooms. 'But, let's make it as much ti as we can.'
As I locked the training room door behind , I took a deep breath, feeling the concentrated mana pressing against my skin. The room seed alive, its walls faintly glowing with a bluish hue, and the air humd with energy.
The circles gathered mana along with oxygen, dumping here to enhance our performance.
I stepped forward, and the AI's chanical voice greeted .
[Welco, Lukas Star. Hunter Departnt. First-year. Student Rank 18924/19000]
"Quite convenient..."
The announcent stung, but I pushed it aside. "Adjust to stage one, with 1.5X gravity," I commanded.
[Understood. Adjusting gravity... Training will begin in three seconds.]
3... 2... 1...
"Gah!" I gasped, tumbling down a bit.
The shift was instant. A crushing weight settled over , pressing down on my body and making every movent an effort. My knees buckled slightly as I took a step forward.
"Damn, this is harder than I thought," I muttered, my voice strained.
[The discs will start hovering in 30 seconds. Prepare yourself, cadet.]
Taking a deep and heavy breath, I pulled out a dagger and swung it to warm up.
'Dagger... It's a great weapon, but I can't get that feeling.'
With the Huntsman class, I was going to learn many weapons, but I needed to have primary mastery. A weapon of my choice.
Sword... Spear were too long for to use... Bows were only suitable for sniping...
Rembering all my experiences, I thought of a possibility.
"Blade... Dual Blades... Shorter than a sword, larger than daggers."
anwhile, the countdown ended, and the lights dimd. The hum in the room intensified as glowing elental discs materialized in mid-air.
Each disc swirled with a different elent—fire, water, wind, and lightning—that could attack. My task was to catch up to them and destroy them.
Before I could fully register them, the first disc, a fiery one, darted toward , spewing flas.
"Focus!" I told myself, sidestepping the attack. The heat singed my arm as it passed, making grit my teeth.
Another disc, this ti water, followed almost imdiately. Its sharp edge grazed my leg, leaving a stinging, icy sensation.
My movents felt sluggish under the increased gravity. Each dodge, each step, felt like dragging my body through thick mud.
Then ca the lightning disc.
CRACKLE
The jolt of electricity hit square in the shoulder, sending searing pain through my body.
"ARGH!" I scread, collapsing to the floor. My muscles spasd as the energy coursed through .
Thankfully, the disc stopped attacking as I fell.
I forced myself to my feet, trembling but determined. The discs weren't slowing down. They swirled and attacked in unpredictable patterns, forcing to stay alert.
One slipped past my defenses, slamming into my back and knocking down again. My palms skidded across the smooth floor, and I bit back another cry of pain.
"Get up, Lukas," I whispered to myself, pushing against the gravity. My body ached, but I refused to give in.
As I dodged another disc, I tried to channel mana through my limbs. "If I can just..." I muttered, focusing hard.
My movents started to improve slightly. The mana gave a brief surge of speed, just enough to evade a wind disc that tore through the air inches from my face.
The discs kept coming, relentless and unyielding. I slipped again, my ankle twisting under the weight of the gravity. My chest hit the floor, the impact knocking the wind out of .
"Get it together," I growled, crawling to my knees.
I could feel my mana stirring, but controlling it under this pressure was almost impossible. The lightning disc circled back, and I braced myself.
CRACK
Another shock hit , and I scread again, the pain making my vision blur.
"Enough!" I roared, slamming my fist into the floor.
Summoning every ounce of strength, I funneled my mana into my legs, forcing myself upright. I didn't know if this was the correct way to do it, but I went with the flow.
My muscles protested, my body screaming in agony, but I stood tall.
The fire disc was next, its heat almost unbearable as it neared. This ti, I didn't dodge. I let my mana flow into my arm, and with a swift strike, I lunged my blade into the disc.
BANG!
The flas dissipated, leaving sweating but triumphant. Seeing it down, I jerked my arm to throw it and concentrated on the other.
The other discs seed to sense my shift in resolve. They moved faster, more erratic, testing further, and as I pursued them, I could clearly feel the rush of adrenaline enhancing my senses, letting dodge the onslaught.
I stumbled, fell, got up, and fought on. Each ti I hit the ground, the urge to quit gnawed at , but I refused to let it win.
By the ti the session ended, I was on my knees, gasping for air. My clothes were drenched in sweat, and every muscle in my body scread in protest.
The AI's voice broke the silence.
[Stage one training completed. Total ti: 23 minutes and 12 seconds.]
I laughed bitterly, wiping the sweat from my brow. "Barely made it..."
The room dimd further as the discs vanished, leaving in silence. I sat on the floor, my body aching, but a small smile crept onto my face.
I had survived.
Wiping the sweat, I looked at the tir, but then my mood fell in the next instant as I saw a huge glowing
[Record Ti: 19 seconds.]
[Na: Edwin Valcrest]
"Is he even human!?"
...
Agonizing over the fact of just how far I was off the mark made loathe myself. At this rate, was I just better than trash?
No, let's not think that. I have yet to use all my moves. Things might have been different if I used Shadow Steps.
That's how I quelled myself, but on second thought, I didn't have any ability for offense.
Soul Reap was good for draining lifespan, but I needed to fulfill a certain set of conditions—like the gap shouldn't be vast between the opponent and , and I needed to touch the person.
"I should study my powers while keeping them hidden, lest they lump with shitheads belonging to criminal groups."
Entering the class a bit earlier, I moved to the end, not daring to take the front seat. Because to sit there, I needed to engage in battle with a few dimwits.
As I was about to take my seat, I saw a heated gaze.
"So, you are finally here, you snitchy bastard."
I looked at the simplest ordinary mob-kun and smirked, "Do you want to get snitched again? With my face, you can try and see if girls don't believe it and spread rumors."
The mont he heard this, his face fell.
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