The academy training facility itself was mind-blowing, the only people that were allowed to use the academy training facility were those that have obtained a master, even in the training facility there's a higher floor that no one dares to reach other student and instructor watched Rein as he was given access to the higher floors by the strict whippers personally selected by the principal of the academy.
"what took you forever boy?"
"ah, a child was disturbing me along the way. . ."
"oho. .how arrogant of you to call him that, do you think you could defeat him in a minute?"
"I. . . more importantly how do you-"
"If you've got sharp words that come out of that edgy mouth of yours, you should have skills to show for it, perhaps you do"
He loosened the band tying his shirt and pulled his shirt, his body was a complete mess from what Rein had imagined, a complete mess. He had ugly scars and stitches all over which made Rein wanna puke but he was well built for a man of his age, he picked his wooden sword and pointed it towards Rein.
"pull out the white dragon"
'how does he know. . . come to think of it I got it from the academy market. . . there might be some hidden story about it."
The white dragon came out from the space in his hand, he unsheathed it and pointed it forward, the sword made a silent clanging vibration as though the shot was about to go down.
"oho, magnificent indeed but it's only second to its original, a shadow of the real white dragon but it's enough for a fake."
'eh. . . eh. . . this senile old man. . .'
Rein dashed at his teacher with rage but he comfortably with a wooden sword deflected his attack and used the tip of the wooden sword to teasingly hit him, Rein kept coming and Holfgar kept repeating the same thing, finally, he shoved Rein to the side, Rein knockdown on his four limbs and before he realized his so-called master was already seated on his back.
'Seriously is this man playing with me right now. . .'
'Your attacks are so blunt and predictable, are you blinded by rage or perhaps you are acting on that fake of a sword's behalf."
Rein dispelled his aura, the old man snappily flew away. He flew, like literally flew and his legs were standing on air.
"Oho. . . aura manifestation. . ."
Rein's aura turned edgy and sharp, it would have probably pierced the old man's defence if he had not left.
"But you still have a long way to go before aura materialization, you are far behind boy, a long way before you can leave a scratch on Nozick. . ."
Rein got instance,
"Frostblade"
His aura crystallized and he began to swing ice at his old man who shattered it to bits with his bare hands.
"tsk tsk, is this all you have to offer, a fake will always be a fake after all"
The sword in Rein's hand wriggled,
'don't tell me. . .it's responding to his taunting. . .'
Rein stood straight and vertically swiped his sword.
"Line sword"
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"oho. . ."
There was a line inscribed on the wall behind the old man as a result of Rein's line sword skill, but the man himself was unscathed, he had a perfect defend, Rein was bewildered with surprise.
"Did you think that was gonna work. . . that skimpy sword skill"
"ski. . .impy??"
"yes skimpy . . . what about it?"
Rein set his sword horizontally, cutting his face in half. Immediately,
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[๐๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ: ๐๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ง(๐๐๐)๐ฅ๐ฏ1 ยป ๐ฅ๐ฏ2]
Rein closed his eyes,
'I don't know why. . . but I keep having a hunch to stop letting the system do all for me. . . feel the sword, sink my consciousness into it'
Slowly Rein got sucked into the skill he was about to use, more like he drifted from reality into a domain created by that sword skill itself, the vice-principal smiled. . .
'the birth of a monster. . .show me, your potential at its peak'
Rein opened his eyes in that domain, a night, a bright full moon and a very calm ocean. . .
'I've never felt this peaceful. . .'
The calm before the storm. . .the environment changed, the airflow stopped.
'Here it comes'
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The alarm of the facility began to sound, the whole facility was in an uproar, the intensity was that if a disaster class danger which meant the facility could be reduced to nothing.
Everywhere was disturbed, no one could be determined where the disturbance was coming from except some few instructors of course who were Masters. They stood in front of the private class training facility.
"The vice-principal is inside."
"Ah. . . but it's rare . . . the vice principal has not trained in years now and why would he train so much that it could destroy the whole facility. . ."
". . .who knows . . . perhaps he's-"
"No!"
One of the Whippers came around.
"The vice-principal is not alone. . .I believe he's training a particular student"
"Well anyways if it's the vice principal we've got nothing to be worried about"
"well yea, we'll take our leave"
Rein in the domain created by a sword skill in his subconscious; he reached his hand upward to grab the moon and then suddenly a sword appeared in his hand, on dropping his hand slowly. . .
"Sword of the moon"
The floor from where he stood began to crumble towards the vice principal as the whole world darkened for a second.
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[๐๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ: ๐๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐จ๐ง . . .