An older teacher from Cyber Academy passed by the training tower and looked at the gathered students, unable to contain his admiration.
"Charles is truly remarkable. The recent performance of these students has clearly improved a lot, it seems they have been influenced by Charles."
As a school that only accepts talented Beast Masters, Cyber Academy hadn't seen such a phenomenon in a long time.
A person who can inspire all the students to train will undoubtedly achieve great things in the future.
As a teacher at Cyber Academy, he watched Charles's figure with eyes full of appreciation.
"Those idiots online keep spouting nonsense. Can they really slander a genius like Charles? Damn the Taylor family!" The teacher couldn't hold back and shouted out loud.
Charles, of course, was unaware of this. He patted his face, found his focus, and slowly walked into the training tower.
He hadn't had a proper rest for several days, spending all his time in the training tower, trying to finish his self-created combat techniques as quickly as possible.
At this rate, he should be able to attempt the fourth tier of the training tower the day after tomorrow, or even the fifth tier.
He was searching for that feeling of life-and-death combat, seeking to complete his self-created combat techniques amidst life and death!
Last night was Finn's second fight. Charles didn't go to watch it live. When he got up this morning, he briefly browsed the information online.
He discovered that the ace fourth-tier Beast Master in the underground octagonal cage last night wasn't very strong.
Finn didn't use any new combat techniques and wasn't injured, he won the battle outright.
More and more people began to believe in Finn, thinking he could successfully complete the "Reaper's Scythe" challenge. Now, most people have started to place bets on Finn's victory.
Charles had a hunch, if that one-armed boy was also the ace fourth-tier Beast Master in the underground octagonal cage, he should be stepping up soon.
It was obvious that once all the spectators bet on Finn's victory, the underground world would send that one-armed boy to face him.
In that case, Finn would likely not be his match.
If that happened, it would just be one battle, and the underground world could rake in a fortune!
If Charles faced that one-armed boy right now, he would probably be in for a tough fight!
"Let's try the higher tiers of the training tower the day after tomorrow. If I can't complete my self-created combat techniques, I'll have to find opportunities in the underground octagonal cage." Charles thought to himself.
He took a few deep breaths, slowly exhaling, trying hard to calm his mindset and began to comprehend the figures on the stone wall.
It wasn't until dinner time that Charles finally walked out of the training tower, his steps a bit unsteady, as if he were walking on cotton—this was due to mental fatigue.
Some students passed by, secretly watching Charles, and spoke to their companions around them.
"How many days has it been? It seems like no one has ever stayed in the training tower for so many consecutive days like Charles."
"Don't just seem like it, it's really true. Normally, people need to rest for several days after entering the training tower, but Charles? He's practically not human!"
"By the way, does anyone know how Charles is doing with his combat techniques? I feel like he must have grasped at least three or four by now."
"He should have four or five. With Charles's talent, it can't be lacking!"
"Four or five is an understatement. After all, the time is too short. Charles has only been in the training tower for a little while, and grasping four or five combat techniques in such a short time is already incredible!"
Charles stood in front of the training tower for a moment, and he naturally heard the discussions around him.
Four or five combat techniques? That was underestimating him, he had already comprehended 28 figures!
There were hardly any figures left on the stone wall, only two remained to be comprehended. If he had time tonight, he would be almost done.
The remaining task was to improve his progress steadily, trying to maintain a consistent pace to facilitate future comprehension.
After resting for a while, Charles stepped out to the training area and ran into Teacher Ethan.
"Charles, after dinner, we'll head to the same training room as last time. I'll help you train properly again." Ethan said.
The main reason Ethan came to find Charles was to check on his progress and see if his strength had improved.
This morning, Ethan had also noticed the updates on the leaderboard outside the training tower, which suggested that Charles had made some gains.
Perhaps he had already comprehended 15 figures, last time he inquired, he had already grasped 11 figures.
Now that a few days had passed, at Charles's speed, he should be close to it. Fifteen figures were the minimum requirement for creating his own combat techniques.
At Cyber Academy, as long as students could reach this number, they had a chance to complete their self-created combat techniques.
Even if he couldn't do it right now, it was still possible once his Beast Master level increased!
Ethan thought to himself that if Charles successfully comprehended 15 figures, giving him another half month might just allow him to complete his self-created combat techniques.
At that time, participating in the underground world's "Reaper's Scythe" would surely lead to success!
In the underground octagonal cage, without summoning mystical beasts or using equipment and skills, a Beast Master with self-created combat techniques would be an invincible presence!
"Alright, Teacher, but I still need to go back into the training tower tonight. Can we speed up the training a bit?" Charles replied.
After discussing the timing with Ethan, he headed straight to the academy's cafeteria.
He ordered a large table full of food and summoned Little Gold, Mia, Mousie, and Max.
These past few days, Charles had been busy comprehending combat techniques, and he hadn't summoned any mystical beasts in the training tower, only spending time with Max and the others during meals.
Noticing Charles's fatigue, Mia was unusually quiet today, eating her food carefully.
It's worth noting that in the past, Mia's eating sounds were the loudest.
As for Little Gold, there aren't many feathers left. If I don't want to delay Little Gold's growth, I need to hurry and find suitable metal materials.
Also, regarding the advancement of these mystical beasts, Little Gold is growing quickly, and it won't be long before it needs to advance.
At that time, preparing various materials will require time, effort, and money.
"No wonder they say that as you progress, the increase in a Beast Master's strength becomes slower. A seventh-tier Beast Master with seven mystical beasts spends a lot of time and energy just raising them." S~eaʀᴄh the ηovёlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Charles sighed, starting to gradually realize how difficult it is to become a powerful Beast Master.
Hurrying to finish dinner, Charles directly used the Darkness Cloak to reach the training room from last time.
He and Ethan didn't engage in much conversation and immediately began their practical training.
This time, Charles's performance was even stronger than before, seemingly because he had comprehended many combat techniques.
When faced with Teacher Ethan's attacks, Charles could instantly think of various countermeasures, and the various forms of combat techniques made him feel much more at ease.
During the practical training,
Ethan's shock grew stronger. In just a few days, Charles's strength had increased to the point where he felt some pressure.
It's important to note that although he had limited his strength, he was still a seventh-tier Beast Master. His combat experience and instinctive reaction speed were significantly better than an average fifth-tier Beast Master!
Even so, during their fight, Ethan felt it was somewhat taxing.
There were even a few times when, facing his attacks, Charles's counters were perfectly timed, causing him to suffer quite a bit.
"Charles, I have to admit, you're already very strong now. You've surprised me." Ethan couldn't help but express his admiration, unable to contain his astonishment.
His desire to take Charles as his disciple had slightly weakened.
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"Next, I will use combat techniques. Charles, I want you to feel how battles between Beast Masters using combat techniques are like." Ethan said in a deep voice.
The two quickly began to spar again.
It wasn't until eight o'clock in the evening that Teacher Ethan's practical training finally came to an end.
After resting for a while, Charles headed back to the training tower, aiming to comprehend all the figures on the stone wall tonight!
Meanwhile, as Ethan left the training room, he stopped in his tracks, slapped his forehead, and shouted:
"Oh no! I was so amazed by Charles's progress that I forgot to ask him how many figures he comprehended. But judging by his performance, he must have reached fifteen!"
"What a genius! I only had ten back then, there's indeed a huge gap between people."
"I'll ask him properly tomorrow." Ethan dismissed the thought of inquiring right now and returned to his dormitory to continue his training as a Beast Master.
On the other side,
In the underground octagonal cage,
Finn looked at the fourth-tier Beast Master lying on the ground and felt a slight sense of relief, he hadn't been injured today.
This outcome was exactly what he wanted, he maintained good form and defeated seven fourth-tier Beast Masters, successfully challenging the "Reaper's Scythe"!
The audience below was going wild, cheering frantically, they had made quite a bit of money today.
Some regretted, saying, "Damn it, if I had known, I would have sold my house and bet everything on Finn's victory!"
"No way, don't be so impulsive, Finn could lose in the next match."
"Lose? Don't be ridiculous, he's definitely going to win. Finn is still in great shape, I have faith in him!"
Finn glanced at the frenzied crowd, his face betraying no emotion as he slowly walked out of the octagonal cage.
Shannon hurried over to him.
At that moment, Finn seemed to sense something and turned to look at the corner.
There, the one-armed boy from earlier wore a cold expression, but there was a hint of eagerness in his demeanor. He extended his left hand and made a fist towards Finn in the air.
Finn's expression turned serious and heavy, he had a premonition.
The battle between him and the one-armed boy was about to begin.