Training

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**(Virtual Training Arena)**

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The six students had entered a multiplayer lobby, changing the surroundings into a small modern waiting room.

The five students sat back with Feil's insistence on doing this himself.

They wait for him to finish setting the practice rooms up, seeing him come back, everyone stood up from their seats.

"Alright, I've set up everything. I'll be with Robert, Sam will be with Gil and David will be with Jack. Don't worry, although we'll be 'tutoring' you, we're really just going to spar with you so that you can realize both your's and our mistakes." Feil explained.

Seeing how everyone had understood, he smiled"Alright, everyone press-ready so we can get started." he shouted.

Nodding, the six had already been transported into another plain dimension.

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**(Practice Room)**

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Jackson and David had appeared in a small enclosed room. It was... just like one of those containment areas, grey, dull, not really anything to use for your own advantage, stuff like that.

The two were already on the opposite sides of each other, both with an array of weapons in front of them.

David chose his usual sword, but what surprised him was that Jack had taken a dagger.

David had used [Appriasal] on him, 'An assassin... tons of poison, sneak attacks... and I guess I'm going to be hit at least once.' he stared at Jackson's skills.

Feeling his deep gaze on him, Jackson had felt someone was peering into his soul.

"Since you've picked your weapon, you should be ready to start anytime, correct?" David pressed the ready button.

Jackson nodded, he spread his legs... and planted his feet onto the ground, pressing ready.

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Begin!

Jackson quickly disappeared from the position he was at, though from David's eyes, he just ran to the left and was charging at him.

He smiled, following Jackson's movements.

Seeing the Jackson was trying to get behind him, David placed his sword behind him.

*Ching!*

Jackson's eyes widened, but David was frowning, 'He's quite strong... is he from one of the stronger classes?' he thought.

Jackson quickly flashed two meters away from him, with sweat dripping down his face.

'No, must be his low stamina, it's unexceptionally low compared to some of his brothers.' David narrowed his eyes.

"Why are you panting already? Is your stamina so low that you only have one shot?" he taunted.

Jack gripped his dagger, pulled out his second one, and started to throw several barrages of them at David.

With David's newfound strength, he was able to see where the dagger was traveling, dodging, blocking, and reflecting the daggers while his eyes were traveling all over the arena.

'He's very accurate... like a ninja...' David smiled.

Keeping that smile, he continued to taunt, "Although you seem to be an assassin, you can't even defeat your target within the first minute of encountering... isn't that already a fail?" he shouted.

Jackson gritted his teeth, stopped the barrage since his dagger inventory was starting to run dry.

"Does that make you angry? Come on... you haven't harmed me yet." David switched his stance, jumping into the air towards Jack.

Jack threw his two daggers towards David, and pulled out his second to last pair of daggers, and ran towards a wall.

'Where's he going?' David turned his head, instinctively blocking the two thrown daggers.

Jack started to sprint up the wall, turning his head, he leaped, charging towards David.

'Why would he charge a-ohhh... I see.' David looked at the dagged that was dripping with some sort of colorless liquid.

The two came closer as one fell from the air, and the other rose up to the air.

*Woosh~*

They were just one meter apart when Jack suddenly threw his dagger with all of his might, making it disappear.

David slightly widened his eyes in surprise... though he felt the dagger swerve to the side slightly, just barely missing him.

His eyes widened in shock from what the liquid actually was, 'No... that wasn't a normal poison, it's poison magic.' David saw a skill appear in Jack's status.

*Boom~*

'Enlightenment at this time?' David had finally reached Jack, kicking him in the abdomen, Jack flew like a cannonball, onto the wall.

*Cough!*

"Kuh!" Jack appeared out of the smoke, kneeling down and coughed out some blood.

'He blocked it... fair enough, I held back quite a bit.' David threw his hands down, creating several fire balls towards Jack.

Although he had low stamina, Jack was able to roll on the ground, barely dodging the fireballs swiftly and backflipping himself upright.

"... Hah... hah... as expected of someone in the recommended class, you really are strong!" Jack panted while complementing.

*Boom~*

David stomped onto the ground as he fell, shocking the entire area.

Not giving a chance for David to recover, Jack threw one of the daggers that were already on the ground back at David, forcing him to dodge.

The smoke still wasn't cleared, so David quickly used his wings to regain his balance before retracting them as the smoke was slowly clearing.

"You're a genius no doubt... but what about your stamina?" David asked from the other side.

"I can do this all d-" Jack wanted to shout, but fell onto the ground, panting heavily in exhaustion, clenching his chest.

'This is weird... considering his age, he should know his weakness by now... so why is his condition so bad stamina-wise? Is he diseased for something?' David sheathed his sword.

David slowly walked to Jack, "Don't try and bluff me, I can sense that you really have nothing left except that puny amount of mana in you."

Jack looked up with great effort, "I... Admit... def-"

David's eyes suddenly widened.

*Boom~*

A crack on the ground appeared next to Jack, "Why... are you admitting defeat?" David's voice suddenly rang into his head.

"Although this is just virtual, you can still feel pain, you can still cough up blood, you can still fight, so why won't you?" he asked.

"Is your conviction so weak that just because of your sub-par stamina that you get to say, I admit defeat?"

"I may not have much for real fighting experience, but I can at least tell you that your enemy won't let you sit back just because you admit defeat."

"Why are you in this academy? Why did you try to give up so easily? Is it because you feel inferior? Is it because this isn't 'real' enough for you? Why would the enemy even give you time to talk, unless your training? This world isn't easy to live in, not for anyone." he kept pressing him.

"I-"

"I'm not done... I don't care if you don't have much stamina. I don't care if you lose a limb. I don't care if you're afraid. If you can't overcome your own mistakes... you're going to die." he looked down on him.

"We'll go over this fight once we get back to the lobby." David slashed his sword, killing Jack and making both of them disappear into shards of light.

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Chapter 77 End...