■Status Window
Name: Noah Adler
Rank: Regular
Level 37
Class: Angel of Death
Title: Goblin Slayer
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☆Stats☆
Mana: 80
Strength: 95
Intelligence: 74
Dexterity: 95
Luck: 70
Stat Points: 0
Coins: 3060G
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☆Skills☆
Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana's Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple Slash LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {Flame Art}
Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death}
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☆Runes ☆
{Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death}
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"No complaints, just 3 additional levels and I'll ascend to the next rank," muttered Noah as he allocated the ten stat points. He invested 6 in strength, 3 in dexterity to balance it out, and finally allocated the remaining points to Mana, bringing it to a solid 80.
"Typically, I would continue grinding to swiftly attain level 40, but I'll temporarily delay that plan. Right now, I need to enhance my connection and improve my skill proficiency, so I'll utilize the remaining days for training." After a brief period of contemplation, Noah reached this conclusion and felt it was the right choice. Stay updated with NovelFire _emp _yr.
Instead of solely focusing on leveling up, he understood the importance of honing his skills. He resolved to train each of his abilities, prioritizing the ones with growth potential.
"I must dedicate myself to mastering my newly acquired sword skill: Fangs of Insanity!"
Noah reached for his phone, once more attempting to contact his father. However, just as before, his efforts proved futile, leaving him with a heavy sigh.
"He's probably occupied with something important," Noah mused to himself. Determined to pass the time, he unlocked his phone, searching for a new game to download. With the game successfully installed, he indulged in playing it while munching on a few cookies. His goal was simple: to keep himself entertained until he inevitably grew sleepy once more.
The new day Noah woke up doing his usual routine before heading to the training ground. He stretched his muscles, feeling a sense of excitement and determination. As he got ready, he grabbed his training gear and a bottle of water, knowing that today would be a day of hard work and progress.
Noah arrived at the training ground, greeted by the sound of students pushing their limits and coaches giving instructions. He joined the others.
The training session began with a series of warm-up exercises, designed to prepare their bodies for the intense workout ahead. Noah focused on each movement, feeling the burn in his muscles and the adrenaline pumping through his veins.
As the warm-up concluded, Alderman the teacher divided them into different groups, each focusing on specific skills and drills. Noah's group was assigned to work on agility and speed. They weaved through cones, sprinted across the field, and practiced quick changes in direction. Noah pushed himself to the limit, determined to improve his performance and surpass his previous records.
After the agility drills, they moved on to strength and conditioning exercises. They lifted weights, performed squats and lunges, and engaged in various resistance training activities. Noah could feel his muscles getting stronger with each repetition, knowing that this would translate into better performance on the field.
The training session continued with skill-specific drills. Noah practiced his shooting technique, honed his passing accuracy, and worked on his defensive skills. He listened attentively to the Alderman' feedback, eager to make adjustments and fine-tune his abilities.
Slam!
Alderman lowered his posture and held his sword diagonally to focus on defense.
'That's convenient for me.'
Light sparkled in Noah's eyes. Since the Fangs of Insanity was extremely good at dealing with a defensive opponent, he had a fair chance of winning the match.
Clang!
He used every technique of Fangs of Insanity in order to pierce through Alderman's defense.
Powerful attacks exploded like a huge wolf gnawing on its prey, but his teacher's defense was like an unbreakable iron wall.
"Tsk!"
Noah bit his lip feeling annoyance. He couldn't find any openings despite having used every technique.
"Does it feel stifling?"
Alderman's smile could be seen between the clashing swords.
"The Intuition Sword you've learned upon reaching the completion stage in the Basic Swordsmanship skill is extremely powerful. It can easily break through other swordsmanship despite the low proficiency you have in it.''
Of course he was talking about the Intuition Sword. Naoh had been relying on this to win most of his fights, unconsciously and consciously, it was only recently he started to rely on it.
''However, it's too biased!" Alderman added.
"Keuh!"
Alderman twisted his wrist. The powerful reaction bounced Noah backwards.
"Hmm..."
Clearing up Alderman's energy that was entwined with his sword, Noah regained his posture.
"An intuition sword is a technique relying on intuition, just like its name implies. However, that doesn't mean that you should stop thinking. It's especially important to keep thinking as you swing your sword with your technique. Try thinking about why it's named like that."
"Name? What do you mean?"
"I've told you enough. You shouldn't ask me to feed you everything."
Alderman shrugged his shoulders.
"Haa..."
Noah exhaled roughly and nodded.
'He is right.'
If he kept relying on his teacher, he wouldn't be able to do anything on his own. Since he already received a hint, he needed to think and act by himself.
'Name, Name...'
Even though the power grew stronger and stronger as he used the Fangs of Insanity recently, he felt like his thoughts kept getting simpler.
He was full of desire to stab his sword through his opponent's opening.
'It was the same just now.'
The spar ended while he was trying to thrust his sword at the opening Alderman had created. He wouldn't be able to grow like that.
"I think I need to try a bit more."
"Alright, come at me."
Alderman smiled and wagged his four fingers.
"Haap!"
He inhaled deeply and kicked the ground. He thrust his sword at his teacher, who was still maintaining his defensive posture.