kvmb Chapter 126 Changing Sparring Partners
Chapter 126 Changing Sparring Partners
"The last group."
As Eleanor finished speaking, her gaze unconsciously shifted to one of the students she disliked the most.
"Morse Scott and Alia Shaw."
Morse stood alone at the back of the stage, completely isolated, as if he were a plague. Given the numerous rumors surrounding him, this wasn't unexpected. Even as his mentor, Eleanor had heard her share of gossip about him.
But unlike those young people, she didn't believe these rumors. She knew very well that they couldn't all be true. Even if Morse had a criminal history, it couldn't be that exaggerated.
Even so, this did not change the fact that he had difficulty getting along with others as an equal and was full of rebelliousness.
"You are ready."
Recalling her experiences during the joint copy exam and what she had seen before, Eleanor couldn't help but feel that he seemed to have changed.
She shook her head, dismissing the fleeting thought.
"We'll be starting soon."
She resumed her usual serious tone, her gaze sweeping across the entire room.
......
"Hey, you bastard."
As I approached the sparring area, a harsh voice rang out. Standing before me was a dark-skinned girl with yellow eyes, her gaze burning with obvious anger.
"..."
She's my practice partner for the next while, Alia Shaw. A minor supporting character. She's someone who likes to joke loudly in class and mostly acts like a "tomboy." Her short hair and her vocabulary are very masculine.
Unfortunately, unlike Julia, she is just a supporting character and will soon be forgotten by players.
"Hey, you bastard, are you deaf?"
But then again, there's no such thing as a "role" in the real world. Everyone has their own life, and time flows on for them.
Now, I have to spar with the girl in front of me. Although she's unhappy with me, there's nothing she can do about it right now.
“I can hear you,” I replied indifferently.
She sneered, her yellow eyes narrowing into slits. "I've heard all sorts of rumors about you, like you're a playboy who likes to hit girls."
'It's those rumors again.'
As I pondered this, I picked up my weapons, ready for a sparring match. Since my officially registered weapons were a bow and arrow and a dagger, I would need to use both weapons simultaneously for this match.
"So?" I replied dismissively. Responding to these questions now seemed bothersome and pointless to me.
"So what? Don't you have anything to say in your defense?"
"No, you can believe whatever you want."
"...Forget it, I don't expect anything from someone like you."
There are often some people who consider themselves to have some "privileges" or to be morally superior, and they will ask others to do certain things and make demands that they consider to be "politically correct".
These people will feel upset about others’ “offensive” behavior, even if such behavior does not directly affect them.
Just like the girl in front of me. Even though I had never spoken to her or done anything to her before, she was still angry about her so-called "justice".
“Pick up your weapon, I’m going to beat you to a pulp.” The fierce expression on her face proved it.
"is it?"
"Yes."
boom!
She slammed her fists together, making a scraping sound, and revealed a hunting smile.
She's a fighter who has trained her body into a living weapon. While observing all the students in the class, I also gathered information about her. She's skilled in boxing and is ranked around 1000th.
"Get ready to get beaten up." After saying this, she strode off towards the other end of the sparring area.
Since I am an archer, to be fair, we will practice in a wider area than before.
Ding!
As the bell rang, the sparring officially began.
I quickly picked up the bow, nocked an arrow, and drew the bowstring taut.
Click!
As soon as the bell rang, she rushed over.
My gaze was fixed on Aria, who didn't hesitate to close the distance between us. Her fists were coated with magic, enhancing her strength and speed.
Whoosh!
I fired the first arrow and watched it fly toward Alia.
clang!
She reacted swiftly, deflecting the arrow with a precise punch. Despite the arrow being imbued with my magic, it seemed to have no effect upon colliding with her fist.
'Just as I thought.'
Due to time constraints, I was unable to perfectly enhance the arrow's power to make it powerful enough to cause damage. Moreover, with my position exposed, hitting someone like her would be much more difficult.
Whoosh!
Undeterred, I nocked another arrow, kept my distance, and focused intently on aiming precisely.
Aliya was incredibly fast in pursuit and possessed extraordinary physical reflexes; she either dodged the arrows or deflected them with her fists.
As I tried to create some distance and stay safe, I could hear her muttering curses.
"coward."
Given her personality, this reaction was entirely expected.
"Come here, you bastard!"
She kept chasing me, while I kept retreating.
Whoosh!Whoosh!
I continued shooting, infusing the arrows with magic. My goal wasn't to demonstrate archery skills or mana control, but rather to deplete her stamina in this way.
As the sparring continued, Alia skillfully dodged and parried, showcasing her exceptional fighting abilities.
As the last arrow flew into the air, I noticed her eyes widen. She couldn't dodge it; I had cleverly guided her, trapping her at the edge of the arena as the attack arrived.
puff!
An arrow pierced her shoulder, and she winced in pain.
I successfully achieved my goal and proved my proficiency with the bow and arrow.
"you!"
This attack clearly enraged her.
"If you're going to play like this, then don't blame me for being impolite." Her tone turned icy, and the atmosphere around her changed accordingly.
"I didn't intend to use this move to defeat you, but I didn't expect you to run away like a mouse."
Looks like things are getting serious.
The reason why fighters can compete with hunters who use weapons is that their bodies themselves are weapons, and they know how to push their limits.
【Battle Spirit】
Now, she will use the fighter's core skills.
'Using a bow and arrow is pointless now.'
The moment she activated her fighting spirit, my arrows could no longer harm her until the magic power maintaining this state disappeared.
But that doesn't mean I have no countermeasures; after all, I still have a dagger.
"I am coming!"
Whoosh! Bang!
The moment she finished speaking, she rushed towards me, her movements so fast they were almost blurry. It was as if she had an extra leg, instantly closing the distance between us.
boom!
Her first attack was overwhelmingly powerful; her magically enhanced fists rained down upon me. I barely dodged the first few attacks, parrying with my twin daggers, but the force of each punch made my arms go numb.
'Her situation is different now; we need to find a solution.'
As I thought about it, I quickly scanned her body, looking for any openings I could exploit.
'Spinning kick.'
Whoosh!
Just as I expected, her follow-up attack was a spinning kick. I barely dodged it by jumping backward, but the wind from the kick grazed my chest. I realized that any direct hit from her enhanced attack would be devastating.
“You’re really good at running away, just like a mouse,” she mocked as she continued to apply pressure.
Whoosh!
Another fist followed closely behind, aimed directly at my right abdomen.
There's no escaping it now.
[Speed]
I immediately activated my skill, increasing my speed. Thanks to this skill, I managed to dodge the punch at the last second by sidestepping.
Because it was an instinctive action, I lost my balance. At that moment, I saw another fist rapidly approaching, menacingly menacing.
If that punch lands, my face could be smashed, or I might even lose consciousness.
But just then, I sensed an opportunity presented itself.
Clang!
The dagger moved on its own, successfully blocking the punch. The aftershock left my right arm numb, but I had managed to withstand the attack.
Swish!
Immediately afterwards, I swung the dagger with my left arm and quickly aimed at her arm.
"what!"
She winced in pain as the dagger grazed her arm, then unleashed a spinning kick in an attempt to force me back.
But I had already anticipated this from her body movements. Although that "perception" had disappeared, my [Perceptual Insight] was still at work.
Whoosh!
I crouched down, and a roundhouse kick grazed past my head.
Swish!
I swiftly swung the dagger, aiming for her heel.
boom!
The blow caused her to lose her balance and fall to the ground. Her momentary lapse in judgment decided the outcome of the sparring match; my dagger was already firmly pressed against her neck.
Ding!
"Everyone, the class is over."