Chapter 98: No response, seems these are just corpses. Even their eyes turned into X marks.

Day 38 Morning, Guild of Adventurers, Training Grounds.

Such a pain! Teleportation-san is way too difficult?!

Using it with the same feeling asMovementinstantly transports me? If it was a movie I would change the location literally in the next frame.

The movements got faster, making it harder to combine them as they turned jerky and unwieldy.

My speed got higher. Faster for the worth of intermedial frames that get skipped.

Moving arms, legs, hips, back, shoulders, or anything else will be considered Movement and thus trigger Teleportation, in other words, allow for instantaneous movement. And then, it will all be affected by corrections fromInstantaneous Movement Lv 8. It's such a mess.

In addition, Walkingevolved intoSwift Foot , further increasing my speed. This alone makes it close to Shukuchi or Flash Step.

The overall sensation is too different, I don't think this is how humans are supposed to move? All of the movements are too abrupt, like a combination of sudden blast-offs and sudden stops. A mishmash.

I had Armored Pres-san help me with the practice, but I'm getting battered.

I can now take her on through speed, but on the other hand, my movements worsened, creating new exploitable openings.

Imagine showing an opening to someone who can whack you even without any openings?! The result would be a very heavy beating!!

Magic Wrappingis also annoying. Another evolved ability. My guess is that it can buff absolutely everything, body, equipment, and even magic power itself. And quite drastically.

The body screams in protest to the movements that exceed the limits of my current stats. It hurts all over. A forced enhancement followed by forced movements.

Getting used to it, comparing and adjusting, I connect and combine movements together. Yet it's still a shaky mess. And then I'd get beaten as well.

My body can't keep up with my own movements, getting wounded from it. I'm about to completely crumble.

Yes, let's try again tomorrow, this time with Meteor.

And then, another round of abuse called Training has begun. It is also known under the nickname of Bullying.

As the flurry of cuts that allows not a moment of hesitation encloses upon me I concentrate on fending them off, simply focusing on moving quicker, more efficiently, slashing back in the shortest time over the shortest trajectory, I keep clashing swords with her over and over.

While feeling every single motion, every single movement of my body, every shift in my center of gravity I chain the movements, merging them, refining them, and adjusting them.

Back and forth, up and down, left and right, one by one.

Confirming and checking every single one, I fix them into memory as a single technique, as a singular motion, blending them into one.

Each movement, every step, every breath, one by one.

This is still not Kyojitsu. They still didn't merge together. They are fast, but that's about it. They still cannot be called a technique.

Defend as I hit, strike as I repel, dodge and evade, attack and push, I will get beaten if my movements unravel. It's just practice, ultimately, practice in getting beaten. A practice, so close to bullying that it transcends it.

Or actually, Armored Pres-san? Aren't you getting a tad bit too serious when dealing with me? Aren't you very very very much lacking in restraint? You were a lot gentler on everyone else?

And you seem to be kind of enjoying it? Get beaten, right now.

However, I at the very least have to learn how to use Magic Wrapping and Kyojitsu. Failing on either of the two will be a serious problem. A misfire could mean my death. I have to at least grasp the form?

But if she won't go easier on me I will self-destruct before I do that? I'm so over my limit that I lose HP every time I move? I'm on the verge of dying from this practice. For real.

Even if I can somehow handle her attacks, the self-inflicted damage keeps increasing. By noon my HP was in single digits. I will really die, you know? Like, normally?

Or actually, I'm the master here, no? Just what is a master?DiiScver w storis on no//e()/lbin(.)c/o/m