A week finally ended and most of the admitted students were really happy to begin training.
Overall, there were 500 students ( A chapter will be dedicated to showing their names and abilities). All the students including Jason were asked to gather at the hall for briefing before training begun.
In the hall were the five hundred students gathered and before them were the instructors in charge of each course.
"Silence Please" the voice of Davis echoed in the hall. The hall suddenly became very silent.
"First of all, congratulations to every one here today on making it into the academy, but know this, your journey doesn't end here, but just begins." Davis said clearing his throat before continuing. " Some here are strong, some are weak, but also know that only the strong will make it to Kardeshin School of Royal Knights. Here is just a training ground for you all".
After saying this, he stepped back and allowed Beatrice to continue in his place.
"Your training won't be a singular one entirely. Each of you are entitled to a team where you will train together, get promoted together, or get disqualified together. Do you understand? " She said.
"YES !" the students chorused.
"As you leave the hall, by your right is your timetable for all the courses. Adhere to them, or you will receive strict discipline" Beatrice said before the instructors left.
Jason walked towards the timetable and began to read it. According to the timetable, he was going to be having physical combat training a lot during the week.
As he walked towards his first class, he was a little bit dejected because he was forcefully paired with ' Strong people'. Not that they weren't strong, but couldn't be compared to other teams. In such a scenario, they could all be kicked out if he didn't transform. This put him in a really tight spot.
He finally arrived at the Physical combat training class. His team was asked to register themselves into the academy's system as a team, and this is how their scores would be rated.
" What do we name our team?" Greg asked, " And who will be our leader?" he asked again.
Thinking for a while, Jason replied " Team Deathz".
The four of them were all silent for a while. The name sounded odd, but kinda cool.
" We'll go with it" Greg said after receiving confirmation from the others. " It's a nice and pretty scary name, but I just hope we won't die" Greg said laughing.
" I'll be the leader as I am the strongest, hope there's no problem with that". Greg added.
Everyone but Jason agreed, Jason just kept silent. " I sure would have been the leader of not for JUDAIS limiting me" he thought.
They immediately registered their team of four into the system. The rule was simple, do everything you can to get points that would increase your score as a team in the board.
The points raising event would take place every weekend. Sparring was replaced by this as sparring would be every month end, this way both training and scoring could be balanced.
They went into the main training room. It looked more like a gym with their training instructor Davis in front of a podium waiting for all the teams to arrive.
The training ground was a very large one and at the moment there were 10 teams there, but the space was still very large.
Soon the place filled up as all the teams arrived and it was really much.
" Good day all" Davis said to the students. " This class won't do much talk as it's about action. You watch and perform, no lag is tolerable. You should have all had pre physical combat training before coming here, so this would be more advanced. My method of training is very brutal, so I advise all who want anything less than brutal to leave now" He said pausing.
Few people began to move away from the class as they didn't want brutal.
" Now that weaklings are gone, you know the rules. Every weekends, you'll all have your points raising event to increase your team score in the ranking board, and sparring event is after each four weeks. In the sparring event, killing is allowed, but in the points raising event no murder or massacre because some of you are strong enough to do that" Davis told the students with a stern and strict look on his face.
He then moved over to the place he last sat and drew out a sheathed sword. The sword looked alive as wind moved when he held it. It had a red handle and red along it's rims also.
" Although I use a sword, you won't. My sword is not real, it's an extension of my hand from my internal energy forming the shape of the sword". Davis told the students.
" GASP!! " the students were shocked. When the hell did that begin where one would form another hand like a sword with his energy. It went to show how strong the person was.
Davis raised his hands and got into a fighting position, he wasn't holding the sword, but it was in front of him like his hand. Executing a set of punching routine three times, he shouted " Let the training begin ........