In the middle of the forest, a man sat cross-legged in a meditative position. A breeze of air rustled his hair, which made him open his eyes. The man stood up. His eyes sharpened as he took a deep breath.
Suddenly, a phantom of shadow left his body and went straight and it passed through it like a ghost. Then a magical scene happened. The man vanished in his place, replaced by shadow, and he replaced the shadow phantom's position. Read the latest on mvl
A smile appeared on his face. This man was indeed Caleb. The Phantom Step that he just practiced had helped him escape from Apokalips' hands multiple times already and helped him sneak into guarded places. After all, it helped him pass walks and surfaces with its intangible nature.
Same with his other ability, Shadow Sense. It proved to be a valuable asset for scouting enemies. Although it was only five meters, no creature had been able to bypass it yet. However, if the opponent has no shadow, that would be different.
Caleb patted the dust on his butt and then started at the shadow phantom in his previous place began to dissipate after ten seconds had passed. According to David, as long as his tier increased, he knew that his existing abilities would get an upgrade.
Suddenly, he felt a presence entered the range of his shadow sense. It was a familiar aura. It was Shu.
What is doing here? Was it already lunchtime? Caleb wondered. Then, just as expected, Shu appeared beside him.
"It seems you had already sensed me. Your perception is really beyond me"
Of course, I have a shadow sense and a sensitive spirit! Caleb couldn't help but refute in his mind. However, he decided to ask for more important things first.
"What are you doing here? Is it lunchtime already or what? Didn't I say don't disturb me when I'm training?"
On the other hand, as the Scouts saw Johan walk in. They would give him a complicated look; respect, envy, and fear.
The monster is here. This is everyone's thought. After all, from the three times the team seven encountered Apokalips... It was Johan who contributed the most and the ones who dealt killing blows. Not to mention, in every sparring session conducted, he was unbeatable. No one manages to last for 2 minutes except for Shu and Rozho.
That's why Johan was a monster in their eyes. He wasn't simply in the same realm as them. Incredible instinct, uncanny control of battle flow, high battle IQ, super martial art techniques, and shadow powers.
"Look... He was already here. He looks untouchable and cold as usual. I don't know why he's always in the forest." A scout among the crowd whispered softly.
"Oh... Did he go there again? It's obviously to train. That guy is a madman when it comes to training. Rumors say he even does thumb push-ups when sleeping."
"Damn! That's just leaving no room for others! Still, this is the result once talent meets hard work. The combination is just scary." Commented, another scout."
Bunch of fools! Caleb couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly as he heard them gossip about him. Actually, he didn't intend to become high profile. However, a lot of stupid recruits provoked him like stupid young masters, always trying to challenge his edge. They constantly talk bad about him and even try to trouble Andre, Luna, and Clifford because of their connection with him.
This seriously disrupted his training and peaceful days, and yet, what he hated the most was the fact that they even dared to involve his friends.
Then he understood that he needed to show 40% of his strength or they won't stop. He understands that they disliked him because he had a limited future. They thought he would be stuck to tier 6 all his life and looked down on him for that. Well, long story short. This led him to his current situation. His low-key life wasn't going as smoothly as planned. He defeated everyone one-sidedly in sparring and showed them that he wasn't easy to mess with. Now, they started to view him as a monster and look at him with fear.
Bunches of cowards! While cursing, Caleb closed his eyes and crossed his arms. He didn't want to interact with a group of bastards.