Chapter 16 - 16: Rewards(2)

Chapter 16: Chapter 16: Rewards(2)

Examining the description of the footwork style, feeling satisfied, this was what I was looking for: agility and lethality. Being faster than your opponent is always an advantage in battle.

[?Timbre! Does the host wish for this footwork style?]

[Yes No]

I respond yes without hesitation.

[?Timbre! Congratulations to the host for accepting the 3-star footwork style].

I nod enthusiastically. Looking out the window as it was already getting dark, I lay on the bed to rest my body and mind.

The next morning, during breakfast, I received looks from my family, but I noticed that my sister was looking at me more than my parents.

So, I will wait this month to be able to control the aura and master the footwork style. Only then will I let our swords speak for themselves.

Once on the training field, standing in front of Miguel, he explains.

"To control the aura, you need nothing more than pure combat. It's the fastest way to adapt and progress on the path of the sword. No matter how long you train, it doesn't compare to a real battle to the death. A thousand hours of training is nothing compared to a real battle where your life is at stake. One wrong move or if you get distracted for a second could mean your death." The most uptodate novels are published on n0velbjn((.))com

He said with a solemn expression.

Blocking Miguel's sword that was heading straight for my neck, he makes me take a few steps back. Miguel, seizing the opportunity, keeps attacking me without giving me a second of rest.

Metallic sound!

Adjusting my posture, I move my feet very quickly to the right and narrowly dodge his attack, moving my feet again, I run to the right without taking my eyes off Miguel, who was also watching me. I stop and run towards his direction and attack again.

Metallic sound!

Blocking it perfectly, our exchange begins again. Needless to say, Miguel is also using his aura to pressure me, making me get used to the difference in aura that can happen many times, and at the moment it happens, not freezing from fear and being able to defend myself. In wars, sometimes battles are not fair...

I feel a sharp pain on the right side where Miguel kicked me.

"No distractions!"

"I'm sorry!"

I got distracted, damn it...

Then I remember that Miguel beat me up for my grave mistake during training. Seriously, I always end up in such a lamentable state. I swear I'll get revenge someday, and someone else will also go through this suffering that I'm enduring. I feel the strength leaving my body, and my eyes turn white.

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Anthony can be seen in an extremely pitiful position, unconscious. This time, a dove perches on his chest, looking at Anthony with curious eyes, but after a few seconds, it starts pecking at him repeatedly.