Chapter 67 Tank

Chapter 67 Tank

"Good afternoon class, I hope that you all ate well, but not too well. Rich foods will make you sluggish." The Elite known as Tank greeted them.

"As you heard, my name is Tank, and I am a part-time teacher here at the Academy, as for most of the year I am out hunting monsters. Today's lesson will be a simple one, like the Berserker fighting style is simple. Updated from n0velb(i)n.c(o)/m

Now, you may think that simple means easy to defeat, but you couldn't be further from the truth. I have heard that our volunteer for the day is quite durable, and he has an assistant. Karl, please call for your Windspeed Hawk, and I will begin the demonstration."

Karl stepped up to the giant Berserker, and the teacher dropped into a combat stance.

"First, go with your instinct, and guide your Hawk to assist you. It will help the others see how the usual tactics against a martial artist won't work on a Berserker." Professor Tank instructed.

Karl immediately threw a net of crossed [Rend] attacks, and stepped to the side, intending to kick the knee out from under the teacher, while Hawk went for the obvious attack to the back of his armoured head.

They had learned that the neck was well defended in the training outfits, and this man was likely too powerful for the attack to work, but if [Shred] hit the back of his helmet it might leave him dizzy.

The execution was flawless. Shred hit his helmet a split second before Karl's foot hit the teacher's knee, but that's where everything went wrong. The hit to the head triggered the Berserker's [Rage] and Karl's foot simply bounced off the huge man's leg.

Then, faster than Karl could react to even begin to dodge, one massive meaty hand had backhanded his chest, sending him flying.

Professor Tank smiled at the class, while Sergeant Rita helped Karl to his feet. He was in a daze, disoriented from bouncing across the ground.

"That, young students, is called [Unstoppable]. The reason I showed you that first is because it's an ability that can be synthesized with magical drugs, so those of you who are in the army might run across it among other nation's soldiers in the future.

"Don't underestimate a Berserker's strength. Karl here is Awakened, with the physique of an agility type magical beast, but even with that advantage a Berserker at his Rank could shatter ribs with a solid hit.

While they will usually wield weapons, that doesn't mean that their melee abilities are any less damaging than your own classes. Especially when they are in solid armour." Tank explained as Karl circled him, looking for an opening.

Tank threw an attack, and Karl blocked it with Rend. That gave him an idea. He had ranged attack powers, but he wasn't fast enough to get away from the professor to use them. However, he could wield them as a shield, as well as the way he had been using them as short ranged attacks.

The Professor threw another punch, which Karl knocked up over his head, just as Hawk hit the elbow and completely redirected the strike. Tank was Unstoppable, but those attacks would have either cut through or thrown someone his size to the ground with the amount of power that the duo had put into them.

The deflected arm left his side open to attack, and Karl quickly sliced three times, while Hawk distracted the Berserker by attacking his chest and stomach, soft areas that he had to block with the one hand that was in position.

"That's much better. I didn't think you had it in you, but that Rend really packs a punch." Tank announced with a smile.

"Now, in the advanced armour, those attacks didn't cause me anything more than a bruise which will heal in seconds, but against an attacker at your Rank, even wearing Awakened Rank armour, that last combo might well have taken an arm off before slicing open his side and making his insides become his outsides." The berserker finished.

"But most of us don't have slicing skills like Rend." One of the students complained.

"You're a Monk, right? Bring your weapon and come up here. Karl, you can take a breather while I demonstrate how to fight a berserker using pressure points."

The whole class gave the boy sympathetic looks for becoming the next volunteer, but Tank wasn't planning to wait at all, and was impatiently gesturing for the boy to come forward.

Right, Berserkers didn't feel pain. So although he had bruises from the attacks, he didn't feel them.