The tense moment preceded the start of the confrontation in the arena. While some students were absorbed in the spectacle about to unfold, others saw an opportunity and began to livestream to their social networks. The flashes of cell phone cameras punctuated the anticipation that hung in the room, capturing moments before the clash.
The tension increased with every passing second, every gesture awaited as a prelude to the imminent confrontation. The atmosphere vibrated with excitement and curiosity in the face of the duel between a newly arrived student and a teacher who carried with him an aura of mystery and unquestionable skill.
As Akira and Yuna positioned themselves, an intense gaze of concentration and mutual respect was exchanged between the two. The respect was evident, a silent exchange of knowledge and mutual assessment even before a single blow was struck. Silence dominated the arena, as if every spectator held their breath, waiting for the exact moment when the combat would truly begin.
Suddenly, Yuna directed her attack towards the ground, releasing a concentrated discharge of electricity. The energy triggered a controlled explosion, sending a dense curtain of smoke throughout the arena. The reduced visibility heightened the tension of the fight.
"Well played," commented Akira, acknowledging Yuna's strategy.
With an attack already prepared, Yuna launched an explosive lightning arrow towards her teacher standing in the middle of the arena.
At that moment, as Yuna unleashed her electric discharge, she noticed Akira's sudden absence. Her attack, originally aimed at her opponent, cut through the empty air.
What seemed like a momentary advantage quickly turned into an unfavorable situation. Within the smoke screen she had created herself, Yuna found herself vulnerable. Her breathing quickened as she tried to discern Akira's location.
Meanwhile, Akira's voice resonated in the momentary darkness: "So, what will you do now?"
The seconds seemed to drag on as Yuna maintained her posture, attentive to any movement around her. The tension increased, and she struggled to remain calm and not reveal her vulnerability amidst that dense smoke screen.
Slowly, Yuna focused her power, the electricity buzzing under her control. She directed her energy to travel through the arena floor, creating a trail that illuminated the darkness of the smoke screen. The glow of the electrical arcs traced a path on the ground.
Even within the smoke screen, Akira felt the vibration of the ground. His impeccable training made him sensitive to the nuances of the environment. He understood every movement of the electricity coursing through the ground, anticipating Yuna's possible attacks.
Yuna's strategy was aimed at locating Akira and perhaps neutralizing him. But the teacher, endowed with extraordinary acumen, perceived the plan unfolding. He stood firm, ready to react with precision to any movement.
In the tense silence of the arena, the electricity tracing the ground and Yuna's restrained breath foreshadowed a decisive confrontation, a clash of strategy and skill. Akira, still concealed by the mist, awaited the right moment to react.
The subtle desperation reflected in Yuna's eyes denoted her decision. In a bold move, she channeled all her electrical power, allowing her energy to manifest in a spectacle of lightning that traversed the arena. The electricity spread in a magnificent display, covering the area with sparks and unrestrained lightning.
Akira observed the display of power with calculated calm. He recognized Yuna's risky move, but also saw the opportunity to end the confrontation. As the electrical bolts expanded, Akira moved with foresight agility, disappearing from where he was.
While the lightning danced, reaching the limits of the arena, Akira emerged behind Yuna. With a swift movement, he touched her shoulder. "End of the combat, Yuna."
Akira's calm voice interrupted the electrical manifestation. The electricity around Yuna suddenly ceased, dissipating like a calming whirlwind. The tension that filled the arena came to an end with the serene word of the teacher.
The recognition of the distance between her and the teacher enveloped Yuna in internal silence. The sudden realization that Akira had not used his supernatural ability to dodge or win the battle echoed in her mind, leaving her in reflection. As the students watched attentively, Yuna murmured to herself, "I didn't even force him to use his supernatural ability..."
This realization shed new light on the magnitude of Professor Akira's power, highlighting the significant difference in skill and experience between them.
Akira carefully observed Yuna, analyzing her surprised expression after the confrontation.
"Yuna, your ability to control electricity is remarkable, but during our fight, I noticed that you did not use all your potential. Instead of concentrating your energy in a direct attack, you dispersed the electricity in multiple directions. If you had gathered and channeled that energy in a more focused way, the result could have been different."
Yuna listened carefully to Akira's words, absorbing each observation with seriousness.
Kai observed the scene with intense concentration, taking in Akira's words. His eyes widened in surprise as he witnessed Akira's strength and skill, revealing genuine admiration. However, upon witnessing Yuna's demonstration, the surprise on his face intensified, revealing deep astonishment at the strength and talent of the student.
As he watched, Kai mentally questioned himself: "Am I as strong as her? If so, then why do I feel like I would lose in a confrontation? And what's with that teacher? My eyes couldn't keep up with his speed, it seemed like he was teleporting."
"Strategy and control are essential in a confrontation. The way you chose to fight determined the outcome. Learning to direct your energy effectively is crucial to reaching your true potential as a heroine. I am here to help you develop not only your skills, but also your strategic understanding and emotional control during battles."
Akira noticed the flashes of cell phones recording and, not fully understanding what it was, decided to address the situation. He hadn't accessed the internet in years and barely knew how social media worked. With a serene look, he addressed the class.
"Please put away your cell phones. Now, each of you will form a pair to train together. Team practice is essential for skill development and strategy improvement. Let's take this opportunity to strengthen bonds and learn from each other."
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The office of Director Vladimir Turgenev was immersed in a superficial calm, broken by the hurried entrance of an anxious employee. The man, with an expression of urgency on his face, held a projection device and was clearly disturbed by what he had to present to the Director.
"Mr. Director!" exclaimed the employee, approaching the imposing desk where Vladimir Turgenev was seated, his words laden with agitation.
The Director's gaze, initially focused on the documents in front of him, rose calmly to the distressed employee. His eyes, reflecting unwavering wisdom and experience, now denoted a latent restlessness in the face of the urgency of the moment.
"What's happening?" inquired Director Turgenev, his deep and serene voice echoing in the room, demonstrating admirable patience in the face of the employee's distress.
The employee, almost breathless, quickly connected the device to the nearby holographic screen. A recording appeared in the projection, showing an intense confrontation between a man of serene posture and a clearly talented young woman.
As the recording progressed, the identity of the student was revealed: Yuna Nakamura, daughter of the Thunder King. She demonstrated surprising electrical control, facing the confrontation with determination and skill.
The employee's agitation was quickly replaced by a look of shock and dismay as he realized the extent of the problem. "Mr. Director, this cannot be kept confidential," he said urgently. "The whole school knows, and probably the entire world, as the students went live and recorded from their own cell phones. This video is all over the internet!"
The growing concern in the room was palpable. The heavy silence reflected the gravity of the incident: a confrontation between a teacher and the daughter of the Thunder King, widely publicized on social media and the internet.
Director Turgenev, a man whose legend preceded his own figure, remained silent, his expression revealing a mixture of concern and contemplation. He was aware of the magnitude of this event, knowing the consequences that could fall upon the Hero Academy.
As the projection of the recording echoed in the minds of those present, an aura of tension and restlessness filled Director Turgenev's office. The possibility of drawing the Thunder King's wrath to the academy was a scenario that aroused apprehension and uncertainty.
The employee, visibly shaken, remained by the Director's side, awaiting his instructions in the face of a seemingly insurmountable dilemma. The repercussions of this duel between teacher and royal daughter would reverberate not only within the walls of the academy, but throughout the world of heroes.