I Became a Time-Limited Swordsmanship Genius at the Academy

54. Practicing

‘Damn it. There was a reason Professor Durahan didn’t like it.’

Can this really be called training?

It was closer to torture than training.

Aisia’s teachings were truly bizarre.

It was during the first training.

“You know what? They say humans don’t rewrite. Unless you’re born again, there are a lot of people who don’t know where they are. You’re one of them.”

Puck puck.

He hits the body with a small fist like a cotton bat.

But it is by no means weak.

On the contrary, I felt as if I had been hit hard by an iron stick, even the screws.

“Billion, billion!”

There is no place not to hit. He hit them evenly as if he was going to quench them all over the place.

Tears welled up.

“What kind of training is this kind of training!”

“What? Look at this.”

Aisia’s eyebrows twitched as she managed to escape by taking advantage of the difference in her weight class.

“You don’t know, but you haven’t even passed my pass mark yet. Look at this. This. Can you see the bruises on your skin from being hit for a while? Your stamina is weak and your strength is weak. What kind of frostbite are you saying you’re going to learn?”

Aisia looked around her and she grinned at the little tree branch.

“Come on, I won’t hurt you. Come over here.”

Her pain involuntarily reminded me.

‘This is a crazy b*tch!’

“Crazy b*tch? Heh heh heh.”

She approaches with an old man’s smile.

On that day, G-Gren and I held a small concert with my screams.

***

If the first day was beaten like a dog, the next day was training using the spirit realm.

Thump!

Thump!

With every step you take, you hear the sound of a giant passing by.

Aisia sat on my shoulder and moved her legs back and forth.

“Concentrate. Slow your feet. I will never come down until the ground no longer makes a sound.”

“That, that… Makes sense… Sounds…!”

“Uh huh. Don’t you answer me again?”

“Kuh!”

Since the spirit realm is different from reality, I was able to do many things.

For example, doubling the received gravity.

Even toothpicks are heavy enough to lightly beat the weight of an adult male…

However, Aisia easily exceeded my expectations.

It was just that I had multiplied my weight tenfold.

‘Your body is like a mountain. The feeling of walking with hundreds of chains on your back. Not this bird perched on her shoulder… Master is heavy as an anvil.’

“This guy again?”

Kwajik.

“Billion?!”

My shoulder is torn! It’s ruptured!

Is this the right physical training?

It was more like living torture than physical training.

‘Why don’t you release this instead?’

Gravity training.

She asked Master to release her so she could go to sleep, but she smiled like a villain.

“Ask me to release it? Me? Why?”

“…?”

Why am I casting here?

Sleep on this to train for tomorrow…

“Even now, you are training. Accept that gravity into your body. You are getting used to it. Okay?”

“Ah, no, I don’t know who the f*ck is, he’s sleeping… Kuck!”

“Sleep well then.”

Aisia put L to sleep by knocking her out.

***

Your stamina has increased. It was painfully felt.

However, the increase in stamina was the same as the increase in training time.

“It’s sooooo…”

The horse was stretched out.

All arms, legs and body moved slowly.

Aisia moved like the wind.

“This is the practice of slowing down your time. Remember that feeling.”

“This is the meaning…”

“So what, do you think I’m trying to trick you?”

“……”

Aisia moved in all directions with her madness and poked at El’s body.

By the time she got used to the slowed down time, she started poking her harder and later punching her with her fists.

“Billion, uh billion…”

“Do you want to resist? How is it? Are you angry? Are you angry? Then get over this time quickly. It’s simple, right?”

Aisia held back her laughter as she saw L who couldn’t do anything.

No, how can I put up with this fun thing?

It’s true that training was the goal, but there were also some tricks.

She lived alone for hundreds or thousands of hours, and the forgotten loneliness came back to her mind.

***

Time passed.

Leatis, who was originally a hard worker, grew at the speed of light when he met the perfect teacher.

He had long since given up the thought of not wanting to hold a sword.

When she reflected on her mind that her aptitude was just right with her, she couldn’t even tell whether she was a sword or a sword.

Aisia told her to keep that thought in mind.

G-Gren actually had days that were worse than being dead.

Those who have been beaten are familiar…

She already had memories of her growing up being beaten by Aisia, so she was the one who digested all her training. She

Had to suffer through her dead body as if she had spent eons of her life.

When asked if he still regrets it, G-Gren shook his head.

Surely this method helps.

Even for L students.

To yourself too.

Perhaps even an opportunity to grow further.

Master told me not to expect much, but it was too much for G-Gren, who was still dreaming of becoming a swordsman.

Isabelle was confused by the spirit she first met.

But she liked it better that way.

If a spirit easily grants your heart, is that a spirit?

He must be more like a swindler.

So don’t worry, as usual, Isabelle closed her eyes and communicated with her hyeonmu.

“Please… Take me out now…”

Sometimes I hear sobs every night.

The spirit laughed it off, saying it was a joke, but it was a voice I had heard many times.

The fallen dragon who played the biggest role while fighting Azmode…

‘It’s not particularly important.’

My situation was more important now.

“Did you clean your body?”

“Empty.”

“Don’t lie to me. I don’t even understand what you mean.”

“……”

Aisia sat on a huge rock, biting into a long pipe, and pretended to smoke.

“I know better about your body. A bizarre phenomenon in which nine veins are filled with yin energy. When I first found out, I couldn’t believe it, but how can I not believe that it is so openly alive and moving? I thought a lot about it. I was wondering what kind of training would suit me.”

“Did all the training you’ve been doing for me?”

Aisia nodded her head.

Such a deep meaning! I thought I was rolling it like a real emotion dumpster!

“There is such a thing, but I knew it. I thought that I wouldn’t die if I did this.”

“…”

“Most elves’ intuition is accurate, so let’s go over it. You like it too, don’t you?”

Puck!

Aisia threw her fist out violently.

Originally, I was supposed to feel all sorts of thoughts, curses, and pain, but…

‘It doesn’t hurt. What happened to my body?’

I didn’t feel any pain.

“Isn’t it amazing? Extreme negative retardation is originally like that. Since you have to have negative energy that the human body can’t handle, you have to have a solid body that serves as the foundation. You didn’t, but you endured with resistance.”

“…Thank you.”

It sounded good, but I wasn’t happy.

Because getting the foundation means starting a new training.

“You’ve noticed. There’s still something left. You’re feeling it too, right? The stomatitis that dwells inside your body is still eating you like a worm.”

“That’s right.”

“It’s not all, but if you realize the extremes of the Frostbite, you’ll feel a little better. It’ll pierce your veins a bit.”

“Is that possible?”

“Of course it’s possible. But, it can’t be helped that you have to take medicinal herbs full of yang energy. The only way to do that is to practice, right?”

Wheeririk.

Aisia threw something big.

It fits snugly around her hand.

“This is the Nobelia sword…?”

“From today, I will practice sparring, not training.”

Aisia roughly grabbed the long pipe.

But even though she caught it roughly, she didn’t see any gaps.

She was unpredictable even with the Earth Dragon’s soul.

“Is it Dalian at last?”

“Did you expect it?”

“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t expect it.”

She’ll be much better than that freaky practitioner!

Whether it’s the passage of time or gravity, for real!

My body won’t be able to withstand if I add another strange thing here.

“Keuk-kuk, you bastard. That word will disappear. Now, come and see.”

Dry saliva runs down her throat.

A solid fortress. It was a huge fortress made of Cheolwoongseong.

Where should an infantryman attack to collapse?

But infantry on the battlefield rushes even when they know they will die.

‘Frost Sword Type 1.’

Lay the sword horizontally.

It’s not a cutting swordsmanship, it’s a stance close to stabbing.

It doesn’t match, but it’s unpredictable because it doesn’t match.

“That’s an interesting idea.”

Aisia smirked.

Suddenly.

One sword.

Put all your strength into your legs and cut them down.

Obviously, the feeling of ‘slicing’ was felt at the touch of the tip of the knife.

“Try the same swordsmanship to the person who made the frost sword. I’ll give you 1 point in the guest machine.”

“Ouch!”

My side is sore. Aisia, who had moved behind her before she knew it, had hit and passed by.

‘Did you cut… A stone?’

A stone floating in the air.

Aisia smiled leisurely and said.

“Dalian is like a real battle. Attack with murderous intent. You really don’t think I’ll be killed by you, right? Come with all your heart, kid.”

“…I understand.”

Unfold the frost sword in front of the founder of the frost sword.

Is there any other experience as valuable as that?

1 Meal.

2 Meals.

Three meals.

Four meals.

Five meals.

Up to 6 meals.

She learns from her the 5th and 6th meals that she couldn’t bear to learn.

I didn’t just teach swordsmanship.

“Change your mindset. Get out of that rotten bodily talent?”

“Such a crappy attack is worse than a goat’s hind kick! Whoever greets you is an idiot!”

“Wow, what’s that step? Did you learn it while chasing after a girl at a social club? If there’s no gap, aim for it! Dazzle the step and make it!”

From one to ten.

Wields a sword with intent to kill.

Just having someone who can handle it helped me a lot.

But walls were walls and they were beaten like never before.

“Ugh. I’m an idiot for expecting it. Is it that hard to empty your mind?”

Mind.

It’s the heart…

Even when I emptied my mind and swung it, I heard the same sound.

On the contrary, he threatened that he was more stupid. Who is emptying their thoughts while sparring?

In the end, the night was over and I went to sleep with a tired body.

***

Eleanor Empire.

The man at the top, no one else.

A man with a white beard and thick gray hair opened his eyes at the escort’s words.

“Tell me again. Who’s gone now?”

A magnificent palace.

In the light-filled space, the nervous escort lowered his head deeper.

“…Kassia Eleanor, a student at Orion Academy, has disappeared.”

“It’s gone. It’s gone. I didn’t hear it wrong.”

It was the words of an old man, but the momentum and presence pressed on the escort’s shoulders.

“The escort didn’t do its job.”

“Sorry, sorry!”

How can that be?

Even the escort was unfair.

It was a very brief moment.

I was away for only about an hour.

He intended to call an escort to find the missing El and stay behind to protect the princess.

‘I never thought he would have disappeared in such a short time.’

It would be fortunate if I could find any traces, but I couldn’t find any.

Isn’t it really a ghost kidnapping?

After much thought, Kahn Eleanor spoke.

“No one else’s blood can flow in this country except my own. Find it. I will be accompanied by a wizard and a knight, so you must find it!”

“Okay!”

No. 1 Deserved death in that he didn’t play his part, but his ability and power were real.

A strong wind began to blow at the site where L disappeared.