Boom! Boom! Boom!
A loud reverberating sound echoed throughout the forest. A young man could be seen punching a large thick three, which the Crown almost reached the cloud height. His bare body was covered with sweat which signifies that it must have been minutes already that he was doing this.
However, his hands were clean and milky white, with visible veins and bones that were rather conspicuous as it was sticking out of his hand. Although with the appearance of his hands, the other party must have suffered enormously. However, it only left a deep mark every time his knuckles contacted its trunk.
The mark could not be said to be a big deal in the size of the trunk since in diameter was much larger than the largest tire recorded in world records. So one could only imagine the mass inside the tree, and maybe that's why Clover couldn't even tickle it, except for the Crown of trees wiggling uncontrollably, causing other's birds' nests to migrate to other Tree's Crowns.
As while he continued punching the trees with his knuckles of steel, it was not long before he stopped.
His gaze landed before his fist, which opened and closed while he said under his breath, "I have already grasped the strength in reaching the middle stage. The power it held when I released it on the tree was almost double that when I stepped into the Initial Stage.
Furthermore, the skin's toughness further improved, and it must have been influenced by the evolution of my bone, causing it; not even bruise left whenever I punch such a thick tree."
He turned his head upward, causing his Adam's apple to stick out on his fore neck. He looked towards the branch of the tree before him, which was the first branch near him; he couldn't even jump it unless he climbed towards its trunk while putting himself at risk.
"I wonder… If the branch works well as a scabbard for my rapier sword, I can only hope it can handle its sharpness, and if it can, then it will be a good material to make as a sheath."
He looked at his hands before forming them into a claw like a predator. His nails then extended, and the edge continued to sharp, and it was not long before he used his claw form hands to the tree's trunk and clutched it and test if it was enough to let him climb to the top.
His clutching hands then moved up and down and tried if the nail could handle the force he was about to release, and it seemed it couldn't. As the fingernails let out of their position, blood flowed outside.
He then plucked out completely all the fingernails, which caused even his fingers to bare as bare naked as him. He then tried to use his finger skin like a Spiderman, before he finally grasped that what he intended to do was nothing like an idiot would do.
"This is no good. Spiderman doesn't even exist in the current Age. I might as well imitate the monkey climb. But how can I climb without putting myself at risk? What if I fell? Then I'm good as dead," He said as his eyes flashed with a better smile.
He looked left and right and tried to find a tree with a rope hanging on its branch. It was seen that even in modern times that such a tree existed in that time, and even Tarzan used that as a way to sprint faster in the large jungle. However, he saw no trees similar to what he anticipated, which caused his face to turn disappointed.
He then looked towards the item he possessed, but what he had couldn't even help him in his situation measly. The materials he had were a pendant given by Morgan and the whetstone in a brick structure; this was particularly useless aside from keeping it for future purposes.
Not long before, his hands touched the flying knives resting on his left shoulder, covered by the leaves holding the flying knives like a belt. He then pulled out two of them, making only three remains on his left shoulder. He then muttered and sparkle glimmering in his eyes, "Are the flying knives durable enough to hold my weight and help me climb at the top?"
He held the flying knives with their "point" pointing downward and stabbed the trunk, which wasn't enough to penetrate it. Furthermore, the flying knives stuck, and he could not pull them out. Moreover, as he tried to extract it with full force, the body broke with a snap, which caused Clover's actions to stop, with a dumbfounded expression on his face.
"W-what? What was that?!" Clover exclaimed as he examined the broken flying knife with a stupefied face.
He threw the broken flying knife suddenly while he gasped for air; his face turned crimson as he was furious at how useless the flying knife was. What he only intended to do, was to use it as a support to climb on top. Who knew that it would break when he was still starting?
"Hah," A sigh came out of his mouth, as he tried to divert his attention to calm his negative emotion.
He then looked towards the rapier sword and made a risky decision. "I have no choice but to do this," He said.
Clover wanted to use the rapier sword and the tree before him to create another secret skill – a one-strike death move. Together with the thrusting power of the rapier sword, he tried to take advantage of his agility and the offensive power of the rapier sword and power it up with his moves.
If he could create it himself and recognize it as a secret technique that would grow alongside him, he was confident that no one could take this move even if they had armor that fell from heaven.
Grasping the hilt of the rapier sword with his right hand, he waved it downward, yet it was silent and tranquil. He then continuously stepped back before standing ten meters away from the tree. He rested the rapier sword on his left waist as if he sheathed the rapier sword in his scabbard.
However, he didn't let go with the hilt and kept that form before he lowered his torso slightly and made a dashing shape. Setting down his right leg slightly backward, while his left leg crouched, putting his attention towards his right leg and closing his eyes.
It was then his right leg suddenly moved! Yet he suddenly stopped, as he let go of the rapier sword before grabbing his right leg in agony.
"Holy Cow! I should have warmed up before doing something that is still excessive to my body!" He exclaimed before he stood up and walked limply as his right leg didn't contact the ground.
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A/N: "It's boring" Yeah i know but I can't do anything about it. If you are the reader who survived from my early chaps which the grammar was low as my grades, then congrats!
Are you looking forward for the new technique Clover's wanted to create? Then wait for the next chaps! ;)