"This is my opportunity!" she affirmed under her breath. Her steps stopped in front of the tutorial room where Fell was logged. She was given very precise instructions on how to deal with Fell, how to accommodate his stay in Battle Center; his meals would also be taken care of by her.
"They gave me a maid's job…", she thought as she sighed in front of the tutorial room. Her sight was plastered on the wall in front of her as if she could see him through it.
Inside the room, Fell was still lying on the Battle Platform. His body was trembling in a minute degree, every fiber of his muscles were trembling and vibrating. However, his mind was in a different realm, as he was still logged in Battle Contest. He still felt the very minute sensation as his avatar in-game was also going through the current situation.
Although his body was currently changing, it was his habits that were changing with each Massin Martial Art evolution. The way he would be standing would subtly change, any simple move of his limbs would contain the essence of his martial way.
His body and mind were being nourished by his martial attainment and each breath he took would further help in his current advancement. If he had activated the talent tree inside Battle Contest, he would have noticed that martial stars were changing. In the middle of the bronze color, a silvery-white color was slowly being birthed inside of it.
The colorful spiral rotated faster and faster. Each rotation seemed to add speed to the revolution of the stars, and as its speed grew it gradually grew smaller. Fell knew that a change was happening, that was why he immediately sat on the ground and began cultivating when he finished talking with the mountain.
This was different from what happened when his Massin Martial Art assimilated the MechSuit weight, as it was an external source. The Massin Martial Art was currently assimilating Fell's own sword technique. As it came from an internal source, no move or stances were needed. Fell only needed to visualize his sword movement for his body to vibrate and mimics the same result.
His sword path was being absorbed by the Massin Martial Art and would be elevated to a higher degree. He felt himself standing in front of a bottleneck door ready to knock on it.
"Massin Martial Art High Success. According to the manual, this is an extremely important path for a cultivator as it would complement his future martial path. Although it isn't exactly understood Dao, it is practically the same as forming one's own martial Dao!" he thought after finishing a breath.
"But compared to the middle success, moving to a step of high success with the Massin Martial Art is said to be much longer as it wouldn't happen in a single step. And the main problem with this breakthrough was that this step is different for each MMA practitioner, the difficulty was that starting from there, the manual would stop. Additionally, except for a single technique, the rest would only be on the user's creativity."
"That does explain why it began assimilating with my sword path by itself. The one created this art is a genius, its main goal is not to teach a path. But to show the way!"
He opened his Battle Center Avatar's eyes; the eyes glowed strangely as he decided that it was time to be proactive. With a flick of his forearm, he unsheathed the sword that was on his waist, a silver-colored one-handed sword was lightly clenched in his hand. His technique in the sword way had advanced to such a degree that the sword rested naturally in his hand, it was as if the sword was of his hand. A true extension of his limb.
He flicked his wrist and the weapon disappeared. Only a thin line flickered in front of him, the sword could be only seen due to the sun's reflection. If an opponent was in front of Fell, he would only see a soft flickering light in front of him. That would be only a few moments before being slashed by an elusive sword style.