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Chapter 11 - Training with a madman 2

**Adam Walker's POV**

"So which martial art are we learning" I asked. "Oh boy not one I will make you a master of at least five martial arts" he replied.

" These martial arts am about to teach you most of them existed long before the emergence.

Like "krav maga" famous for self defense and striking vulnerable areas on the opponent.

"Judo" a martial art known for using your opponent's strength against them.

"Karate" primarily a striking art that focuses on the use of hands, elbows and knees for attacks.

"Kickboxing" a striking style that incorporate punches and kicks.

And "Kung Fu" one of the oldest, also referred to as the grandmaster of hand to hand combat.

"I get it so which one am I learning first" i asked finally tired of his ranting.

"We are starting with Kung fu" he bellowed.

At about 7am I literally dragged my body to my room. Even without a mirror I could tell my entire body was bruised. If before I said I was starting to regret agreeing to be his student, well now I 100percent regret it.

Thankfully I'll be fully healed in half an hour or so. My body's natural healing keeps getting stronger since I awakened and the more I advance in ranks the stronger it gets.

I limped to the bathroom where I slumped in a hot relaxing bath and closed my eyes.

Fuck, fuck, fuck i am late I thought. You must be wondering why am cursing. Well let me tell you about what happened 'I slept in the bath tub and when I woke up it was already 7: 55 am'.

I got out of the bathroom, wore my uniform and hurried to the portal station.

Damn Ms Evelyn already has a bad first impression of me and the cadets think am a delinquent. Not that I care about what they think of me but sometimes it's better to leave a good impression. I thought as I neared the class/ auditorium whatever it was.

I knocked on the door and entered the class and the first thing I saw in my vision was the furious face of the teacher who was glaring at me to the amusement of most students.

"You are late. Class starts by 8 am and this is 8:10" she said in a low but furious tone.

'This woman is about to enter my hate list'.

" I suppose " I replied in my dry emotionless tone which only seems to make her more furious but before she could explode " I apologize it won't happen again"

I spoke.

"It better not cause the next time it happens am sending you out of my class. Go take your seat". She spoke this time with a warning tone before asking me to take my seat. It seems my apology diffused her anger alot.

As I was on my way to my seat I saw Owen who nodded at me with a smile. I nodded back as it would be bad to leave him hanging. I could also see the bubbly girl pestering him.

Not long after I took my seat the class continued. Today's class was geography and coordinates. Explaining the solar system and a few other planets in the milky way.

I was completely immersed in the class when the door was opened and in walked in emo dude. I didn't even realize he wasn't in the class until he showed up.

He went pass the Ms Evelyn and took his seat without a glance at her or a single word.

I glanced at Ms Evelyn expecting to see a furious expression on her face but I was disappointed. She didn't even say a word to him and focused back on her topic of discussion.

Blatant discrimination I say. This bitch she was yapping at me when I came in and now couldn't even say anything to emo dude who came in about thirty minutes after me.

Guess this is the difference between our backgrounds.

The class continued for about one hour twenty minutes before it ended after all it was a two hour class.

Now it's time for us to meet the devil who tortured me earlier this morning. As soon as I entered the combat grounds I saw something which made me shiver.

It was instructor Blake in meditation. Seeing him in that state I suddenly got a bad feeling but before I could tell what it was

" Give me two hundred of each of the excercises we did yesterday.

Ah there it is the ominousness I've been feeling.

- "Ah men I've said it he wants to kill us"

- "That's it am not doing it"

- " My arms and thighs still hurt from yesterday's so called "conditioning".

Some of the students protested but just like yesterday threatening to double it gave them motivation.

Today I was the second to finish right after Aurora. It took me half an hour though.

Just like yesterday some students passed out but less than yesterday.

"Now spread around and begin training with your martial art or weapon art. I will come to each one of you and correct you if you're doing anything wrong" he shouted. "And for those of you who don't have one there are many on the shelf over there" he said pointing to a gigantic shelf. You are free to choose whichever one you want.

He headed to me first and said "continue practicing the moves I thought you this morning". He went around correcting the cadets showing them what they're doing wrong.

I was practicing the same moves over and over for almost two hours before the class was over.

Today we're having another class after lunch which is the bloodline analysis class. Instructor Blake said the instructors for this class are bloodline researchers and specialists.

The class was for knowing and exploring your bloodline' potential, getting pointers on how to use your bloodline more effectively and the likes.

In the cafeteria I sat down the same place I sat down yesterday close to the exit. When I heard a cold voice beside me saying " Today you might have finished before me but don't expect to beat me at anything ever again".

I turned to look at my right only to see emo dude's retreating back. The hell is wrong with this guy I thought.