How long have I been training?
That's what's in the mind of this teacher, the teacher who always uses Arctic Warfare Magnum as his weapon.
When was a child he always admires on shooting things, especially long-range shooters. Moreover, He admires one of the shooting masters, his name is Mamang Kasuwara.
His passion also made him interested in trying with his own hands how it feels to shoot the right on target.
At the age of 15 or junior high school, he tried to persuade his parents to encourage him in shooting training, but his age was still not ready.
"Father... Mother... I want to do that!" The boy's eyes shone resolutely.
His parents saw his spirit. And at the end, they just give up and tried to register him there, but because he was still underage. There are several requirements, parental guidance is the main thing in those requirements.
For years, the boy trained until he graduated from high school. He had won many competitions until he finally met the person he admires.
The boy was so nervous when he first met him. The man he has been fond of for a long time, but reality says a different story.
Mamang Kasuwara is old now, his eyes are farsighted and he can't shoot like he used to. The boy was not sad when he saw his idol age. Instead, he immediately saluted that old man.
The old man smiled when he saw that boy not only shooting prowess but also had good manners.
When the first time he saw the boy, this old man was not sure if he was the right person to inherit his knowledge.
The old man had already known that boy was a reckless person, but now his eyes directly met the boy with his own old eye.
His manner could really change according to the circumstances, his training must be so rough that the man could tell the difference between serious and relaxed times.
Mamang touched the man's hair. "You will not only be the best sniper but a great fighter as well." The old man said quietly while giving Anitya's liquid. "This is a special Anitya that only contains magic for those who only get an injection Anitya for immortality. You will gain great eyesight when using it. This thing was given when I retired, so it is no longer useful to me. That's why I will give it to you. I trust you, my successor."
The man's eyes lit up wide, he put his right hand in front of his chest as a promise.
Not long after that, Kasuwara sat down on the sofa that had been prepared from the start, and his eyes is slowly closed for good.
He died by giving his honor to his successor, the man's tears were visible upon seeing the old man's body.
Right now.
Now the man was standing in the center of the field, and ready to face his opponent. Right now, he could definitely be the one carrying his class.
His opponent was the teacher of the physical class. With complete confidence, Samuel was sure he could win the fight.
"The FIGHT BETWEEN SAMUEL YUCHENG FROM CLASS 1 PHYSICAL 4 AGAINST GUS NATESH FROM CLASS 3 PHYSICAL 4 WILL BE STARTED, LET'S SEE WHO WOULD WIN. LAST YEAR, BOTH OF THEM WERE LOSE BECAUSE THEIR ENEMIES WERE FROM THE MAGIC CLASS. BUT FOR NOW, THEY WILL SEE HOW HARD THE SEMI-FINAL WAS...HAHAHAHA!!" Bahar seemed interested in the fight between the two of them.
"OK, THE FIGHT... BEGINS!!!" Bahar gave a different signal at this time.
Samuel backed away and tried to aim at the enemy from a distance, but the enemy was too fast.
Natesh was already in front of him when he opened his scope and did a jump kick at him.
"How could you so fast?!"
Samuel blocked Natesh's kick with his rifle. A crack in the ground was created from the pressure of Natesh's kick.
"WOWWW, NATESH KICKED SAMUEL WITH INCREDIBLE STRENGTH!!! HE REALLY INCREASED HIS POWER THAN LAST TIME."
"I've improved too!"
Samuel threw his gun in the air and punched Natesh with his electric fist.
With super speed, Natesh chose to avoid Samuel's fist.
"What?!"
Samuel was given no time to be surprised. Just as he said that, a circular kick hit his stomach 3 times.
Samuel was pushed back by the kick.
"Come on... is that all you're capable of?" Natesh waved his palms to taunt Samuel to come forward.
Samuel was not consumed by the taunt of his opponent. He turned around and backed away against the arena wall.
Natesh who saw it could only sigh in disappointment and chase after him.
Just before Natesh caught up with him, Samuel jumped against the wall and spun up. He kicked Natesh with a bicycle kick.
Natesh kicked into the air and landed on the field's floor in a sleeping position.
"What's that?!" Natesh saw something falls and come down towards him.
"Argghhh!!!" He tried to get up with his light element but the wound slowed him down to cast it.
The tip of Samuel's sniper rifle pierced Natesh's body.
"TURNS OUT THAT SAMUEL WAS PLANNING IT FROM THE BEGINNING. HE MAKES NATESH GET INTO HIS FIGHTING PATTERN SO THE WEAPONS HE THROWS IN THE AIR COULD FALL RIGHT ON THE TARGET!.. LET WE SEE! IS NATESH ALREADY DOWN?!!! OHH... HE TRIES TO STAND UP! THE FIGHT IS STILL CONTINUING EVEN HOLE WAS ALREADY CAN BE SEEN IN THAT POOR TEACHER'S BODY!!!"
"Is my training still lacking? I've practiced with all my might, but the result is still failure..." Natesh's sad smile was seen as he pulled out Samuel's gun that was stuck in his body.
"You're not lacking in training!!" Samuel raised his fist without being given an element.
He even doesn't give Natesh time to calm himself.
Samuel's hands and Natesh's feet met and clashed with each other.
"So what?!" Natesh shouted as he released his kick and gave another kick.
"Because I was training more than you!!!" Samuel dodged Natesh's kick and touched the hole in Natesh's hollow stomach.
'I'll end it with epic! Look at me, Mr. Mamang, I'll make you proud of me from up there.'
Electric magic will be cast into that hole.
I immediately panicked when I saw it!
Pyarrrr!!
The sound of glass breaking rang out from the commentator's room.
Bahar jumped up and ran towards the fight between the two of them. His fat body made the audience not believing for what they were seeing. He ran so fast.
Right on the time.
Bahar stopped Samuel's hand just before casting magic into that hole.
"What?!"
Samuel and Natesh are shocked when Bahar accidentally stopped the fight.
Bahar looked at Samuel sharply. "You've won... No need to continue anymore." The fight ended with Samuel as a victory.
"What happened?"
"Why did he stop the fight?"
The audience was confused.
There is something that should not be known about Anitya's weakness. Anitya has a weakness against some elemental attacks. Even though they can regenerate, some elemental powers can damage the system.
An electric force for example, if the electrical element accidentally hits the inside of the body close to the heart. Then the heart, which is where Anitya's core is planted. That thing can explode due to system damage. Likewise, with the element of ice, ice can freeze Anitya's core and freeze Anitya's circulation throughout the body.
If the public finds out, then the murder will happen again. This is only known by nobles who have a legal understanding. If they quit their job, then they will be blocked from writing a word about Anitya's weakness.
The two fighters exited the arena with bewildered faces.
Bahar who was standing in the middle of the arena tried to distract them. "Anitya does have the power to regenerate our damaged bodies, but they can't repair our mentality. If he gets hit more than that, then something like what happened in the previous battle will happen." Bahar's voice was so loud that even without the mic, the whole square could hear it.
"I won but I didn't feel satisfied at all," Samuel spoke beside me with his arms crossed.
"You startled me," I said flatly.
"You don't even look surprised..., back to the matter. Looks like there's something was hidden from us."
"You hit right..." I said flatly while looking at Bahar who was babbling in the middle of the arena.
"Is it true?!"
"Everything isn't perfect... and Anitya is not perfect too. You tried to electrocute the hole, the air was mixed in there. Your attack could kill your opponent."
Samuel was surprised after hearing my explanation. He feels guilty for what he did.
"Do not worry, even though it can happen, but your magic is too weak to kill him, at least he's just traumatized if got hit by it." I calmed him down.
"Is that true?!"
"Lucky for you, because you are a fighter who relies more on physical than magic ability."
"You seem to know a lot about this, don't you?" Samuel smiled while holding his waist.
"By the way, in that match before, were you going to do a combo attack? Looks like you're about to show off your shooting skills." I changed the subject.
"Hehehe..., I was about to try to shoot while my body falls down."
"That looks dangerous, but still... I'll be looking forward to seeing how you execute the attack, Samuel." I comforted him.
"Just see in the next round! I will definitely show it in the next battle." Samuel rubbed his philtrum (the area between the nose and lips).
Samuel went to his seat. Someone is watching on me.
I can see him, right after Samuel left. He was standing behind him this whole time.
"What do you want, Astra?" I glared at him.
"Astra?!" Sophia was surprised when she heard the name, her face immediately turned to where I was looking.
"Hello..." Astra who was sitting on the opposite bench which was only separated by stairs smiled nervously at us.
"What do you want from Mr. Rasyid, Astra...?!" Sophia's eyes narrowed to that boy.
"Hey hey hey! Don't get the wrong idea! I just came here to talk!" Astra backed away while shaking his palms.
"Then?!" Sophia keeps asking him without letting me open my mouth.
Astra stood up from his seat and walked over to me.
"Please teach us!" He knelt before me.
I, who had a straight face, suddenly make a ridiculous expression.
"Haaa?!" Sophia and I had the same expression.
"Defeating one of the teachers of 3rd-years magic class is considered as impossible. But you beat him like a punchbag, so please... teach us how to become like you! We have a competition for student councils between schools. Our abilities are strong, but we got a hard time improving our skills!" He pleaded sincerely even though his tone was high.
"Why do you try to steal our teacher?!" Moka who saw the situation suddenly stepped in front of Astra.
"I am not stealing him?! I just asked him to teach us!" Astra was provoked by Moka's words.
The two of them suddenly had an argument, I held my forehead and looked at Sophia.
Sophia, who understood what I meant, immediately intervened. "Can you two calm your damn brain?!" Sophia's screamed and stopped them.
"Don't you see Mr. Rasyid's pathetic face?!" Sophia pointed at my face which now looks really bad.
"Hey, why did you say a bad thing to me?!" I interrupt.
"Didn't it what you ask?!"
"But that's not how it should be!"
"Eh?" Sophia smiled shyly, her finger pointing at me suddenly softened.
"Just forget what you see. My body becomes weak when hearing the 'Teach' word, and actually, I'm busy-"
"We will do anything for you!" Astra clapped his hands while still kneeling.
"Do you really want to be taught by him that much?" Moka asked.
"As I said, we're strong, but we do not improve a single thing." Astra lowered his head sadly.
"Let me think...?" I am thinking.
"Hey sir, don't blackmail your students, okay!" Stevent who was disturbed by our matter came to see us.
'Money? But, I already have a lot. Oh....'
I smash my palm.
"I will teach you, but the student council must pass my test."
"A test?" Sophia asked.
"First, bring out your weakest member to fight Stevent in the field. Second, bring out your strongest member..." I looked down at Astra who was kneeling in front of me lowly. "...to fight me....!" A condition was said.
"Wait why me? Why not Sophia?!" Stevent objected.
"Sophia is strong in both physical and magic, but her magic dominates her power. It will be difficult to evaluate their power, so I think, you're the best!" I looked at him proudly.
Steven could only stare resignedly.
"T-thank you, sir! We'll take them right now!"
"Not now, fool! The competition is still 2 months away, it's still a long time, and now it's time for the teacher test. And next week (I smiled evilly), the exam will be held."
All the students fell silent.
Meanwhile, in the commentator's room, the President sat with his legs crossed. A small smile appeared on his face. "That was close, Nova." He mentioned the name of the person who was absent in the square.