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Chapter 15 - severing style

**Owen Hargreaves POV**

"No I sensed his aura, it was clearly at early silver. There's no way I could have sensed it wrong or is he hiding his strength.

But even if he's hiding it instructor Blake could have found out on the very first day. Anyway I could ask him tomorrow.

**Adam Walker's POV**

I reached the dorms in roughly 40 minutes but that was because I took time to checkout the terrain between the two locations. If not I could get there in about just half an hour.

When I reached there I saw some cadets looking at me in awe as i entered my dorm room from the balcony just like yesterday.

Just thinking about how Owen's brain must be shortfusing haven't sensed my aura at early silver.

You see you know people's rank through their aura but you can't sense someone's rank if that said person's rank is higher than yours unless they allow you.

And if they decide to fake it you wouldn't even know it's fake.

Putting the thoughts at the back of my mind I changed into a white t-shirt and blue sweatpants before I went to my balcony and blasted into the sky.

Not long after I reached l the same place I had my breakthrough yesterday. I wanted to train my flight more because It's still not fluid and can't change directions without slowing down considerably.

So I flew and flew until I was more in tune with it. I also trained my other abilities.

The next day I left the dorms earlier than usual around 4:20 am so I could reach the academic building before 5:00.

" I reached the combat grounds around 4:40am. I finished with the conditioning before instructor Blake stood up and retrieved a old gothic book out of nowhere.

"Is that a book" I asked.

" Yes, What? you think books are myths? he asked.

"No it's not that. It's just that with holographic tech no one seems to use them anymore".

"Sigh you're right I feel a few millennials from now the new generation might not know what books are" he said with a dramatic flair.

"Anyways it's the weapon art I got for you it's name is "severing style" its about twenty thousand years old" he said.

"That old? I asked.

"Yeah it was created by an old man who was rambling about severing the strings of fate and emotions" he said with a confused expression.

"So did he succeed" I asked my voice almost betraying anticipation almost.

"Hahaha as if, he was just a lunatic though he did manage to create this weapon art". He said with a mocking expression.

"You see this art is not just for katanas. It's for any curved blade. Like the tachi, odachi, nodachi and the likes" he explained.

This art is relatively simple and it's divided into three moves.

The first "quick draw" it's emphasis is on speed. To be able to draw your weapon in a split second at overwhelming speeds.

The second " vitality blade" it composes of a single strike to any of your opponent's vitals in a single heavy blow.

The final one "diagonal movement" I think this one is pretty self explanatory. It'sto be able perform a slash from any angle no matter how extreme and a snake like footwork.

"So now you're going to start with the first move. A great swordsman once said the more you swing your sword the more you get proficient in the sword" he said with a philosophical expression.

"For you it's drawing so get drawing.From today the moment you arrive we'll start with your martial art then you move to drawing your blade do you understand?" he shouted.

Right there he is I was beginning to question where was the shouting madman I knew.

"Understood" I replied.

Other days my entire body was but today it was my arms. My right arm specifically, it hurt from all the drawing. I think I drew my katana over a thousand times in one and a half hour.

I left the combat grounds around 6:40 am and it took me about twenty five minutes to reach the dorms. I freshened up, put on my uniform, had a taco I ordered before I arrived and left for the academic building again.

The moment I entered the class I sidestepped to my right just in time to avoid Owen who now banged his head on the door.

"You know dude the least you could have done was to catch me" he said while rubbing his nose.

"What were you doing jumping at me in the first place" I asked the now red nosed guy.

"I was only trying to hug my best friend you know but who would have guessed he would dodge me" he said dramatically.

I ignored him and went to take my seat and I could see the other cadets looking at me in awe and some whispering about me.

- "is he the one?" A guy asked someone besides him.

- " Yes he is. I saw him fly with my eyes yesterday.

- " but is he really in gold rank?" One asked.

- " what do you know only gold ranks can fly" another answered.

I could sense even the top ten probing me well except for Aurora and especially emo dude. I hope this dude won't come to meet me again I thought.

The moment I sat down I saw Owen beside me.

"Why are you following me? I asked.

"Dude are you.... In the gold rank?" he asked skeptically.

"No" I answered flatly.

"I knew it I can clearly sense you're in early silver unless you are hiding your rank". He said to himself.

"Then how were you flying? only gold ranks and above can fly" he asked.

"It has to do with my bloodline" I said to him.

"Gravity manipulation?" he asked.

"Yes" I replied".

"Kinda makes sense" he said.

He kept blabbing but I simply ignored him.

"Can you please keep quiet" I asked before he finally kept quiet.

Today was particularly boring and today being the last day of the week we only had classes till lunch.

Immediately after lunch I flew off from the window of the cafeteria to the awe of the surrounding cadets. I wanted to avoid the cliche speech from a certain arrogant young master.