Chapter 349: Patterns

Chapter 349: Patterns

Gerald stood in the arena with an emotionless face and a glaive in his hand. With a straight back and a stoic appearance, his whole demeanor was changed. Nobody could read his thoughts from that stone-cold look and deadpan eyes.

The sudden deviation in his action was extremely eye-catching and left many curious as to what was going to happen next.

Gerald released all his magical enhancements except defense. He slowly cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders in preparation for a fight.

And then he waited.

The two Sand Walkers looked at each other and with minimal changes in facial expressions, they decided on a course of action.

As they attacked, the expectation was that something would be different. However, as time went on, the results were clear. Gerald had no chance of blocking or deflecting their assault as they beat on him with their weapons and fists.

The only thing he did was to do his best to avoid or block despite being unable to do so. However, as seconds turned into minutes, the two Wind Walkers came to realize that despite still having the upper hand, it was getting more difficult to land a strike.

Some tricks they used to slip past his guard simply didn't work anymore. Or even if they didn't, much more effort was required to achieve the same result. Slowly but surely, Gerald was learning their patterns.

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Over the course of millions of years, human brains have evolved greatly, distinguishing them from the rest of the animal kingdom. However, two things stood tall among the rest. Pattern recognition, and future prediction. New novel chapters are published on

Of course, they weren't perfect, far from it. The former became, in fact, so good at finding patterns, that connections were made even when there weren't any.

And the other one, predicting the future with various simulations based on the limited knowledge and information we get of the world around us, allowed mankind to advance through the ages and think in abstractions that allowed him to ask the elusive question: "What if?"

And as if that wasn't enough, they didn't break as they fell into the soft soil and rolled over to his enemies' feet!

It was totally not planned, not at all!

The Sand Walkers quickly picked them up after noticing Gerald's panicked expression and anxiety.

"H- Hey! Give that back!" He demanded in a fluster, going so far as to lunge forward in an attempt to snatch them back.

Of course, his wishes weren't granted. The nomad fellas quickly drank the potion, one each.

Immediately after they did so, Gerald stopped his clowning around. He took a step back and finished his drink, before discarding the vial.

"Feeling better?" He teased, a thin smile forming on his lips. "You should be able to fight for real now."

His words confused many, the two Wind Walkers included, however, Dug and his company knew all too well what those potions were.

"Oh, shit! He just gave them Stamina Potions!"

"The same thing we had?"

"Yup"

They could only speculate why he did what he did. Some onlookers wanted to interfere with the fight, but with a flick of a hand, they were pushed back by Gerald's Wind magic. A stern look from him and they obediently stepped back in line.

He didn't need help. He needed training. Harsh and stimulating training!