23. Ghost Blade

5 AM of the second day. While it was still

dawn, Han Sen was already rushing

towards the dojo of limits.

Since he still hasn't received his

prospective fighter certificate, he used his

old 'dojo elite member' identification to

enter the dojo.

"Brother"

"Good morning, brother"

Inside the dojo of limits, there were quite a

few members already training. Han Sen

slightly smiled and nodded, and then

sprinted towards the elite member's

building. Since he still doesn't have his

prospective fighter certificate, he can only

go up to the third floor: the elite member

training hall. He had no right to go to the

fourth floor, which is the instructor's

region.

"HA!" A sound came from the training hall.

Han Sen looked in and saw a white robed

teenager swinging around an iron spear."Brother Tie*" Han Sen called loudly,

"Coming this early in the morning to

practice? How rare"

*TL note: Tie means Iron

"Crazy" The white robed teenager stopped

and looked at Han Sen with a face of

happiness, "How come you came here?

Haha, oh right, I should congratulate crazy

for passing the prospective fighter exam"

"How did you know that?" Han Sen was

surprised.

Few people should know of the fact that he

passed the prospective fighter exam.

"Last night, our teacher told us when he

was teaching. He told us that you and

brother Yang passed the prospective

fighter exam" The white robed teenager

helplessly rubbed his forehead, "Seeing

how you two passed, I certainly have no

time to relax. So that's why I came here

early in the morning to practice"

Han Sen nodded.

So it was the teacher who told them. Even though there were around thirty thousand

members in the dojo of limits, there were

only six teachers! And there was only one

instructor! When the teachers teach, they

usually do it in the huge training halls

where thousands of members can attend

at the same time.

Of course, there was no need to teach the

elite members, since there were only a

handful of them in the entire dojo.

"Crazy, you passed the exam already.

What're you here for this early in the

morning?" The white robed teenager

laughed.

"August 1st, the fighter combat exam. I

need to prepare myself" Han Sen laughed

and headed towards the weapons room at

the side of the training hall, which was

opened.

After entering the weapons room, there

were a large assortment of weapons on the

shelves: blades, spears, rods, bars, axes,

swords, pikes, etc. Each category of

weapons had even smaller divisions within. For example, the knives had one handed

knives and two handed knives. And the one

handed knives even had more divisions.

"The ghost series" Han Sen opened up a

cabinet where a large amount of identical

blades lay. Of course, these blades were

'copies', so they had the exact same model,

weight, and center of gravity as the real

blade. There was only a difference in the

quality of the material. A real blade that

can kill monsters is probably priced

around the hundred thousands, while

these copies only costed a couple hundred,

so they're quite cheap.

Han Sen picked out a certain blade: a 2nd

series ghost blade. The blade was 78 cm

long and the entire thing was 101 cm long.

It was 5.2 cm wide and the back of the

blade was thick. The tip of the blade was

sharp and suited for stabbing.

"Hm?" Han Sen swinged twice and

frowned, "I've been using this blade for so

long. However..... it feels so light"

A blade that he was used to swinging was now weightless.

"I need a heavier blade to correspond with

my increase in power" Han Sen picked

another 2nd series ghost blade and swung

it around "Nope, still too light"

"This one isn't heavy enough"

"Light, too light"

Han Sen picked out the heaviest 2nd

series ghost blade and shook his head,

"Looks like my strength really increased

too much. I can't find a blade in this elite

member's weapons room that suits me"

Han Sen could only leave the 3rd floor

and go to the 4th.

"The 4th floor is where the teachers and

instructors frequently go to" Han Sen

knew that there was also a training hall

and weapons room in there, "Prospective

fighters also have the right to enter, but I

still don't have my prospective fighter

certificate. Not sure if I'm allowed to be

here"

At the side of the staircase, there was a veteran on duty in a small room.

"Hm? What are you doing. This place is not

for students" The old on duty veteran

stood up and suddenly let out a face of

surprise and laughed, "Oh, it's Han Sen. I

heard from instructor Jiang that you

passed the prospective fighter exam. Haha,

come on in"

"Thank you, uncle Li" Han Sen let out a

sigh of relief.

If this uncle Li was strict and forced Han

Sen to show his prospective fighter

certificate, then Han Sen wouldn't have

been able to go in. From the law's point of

view, Han Sen is still not a prospective

fighter.

There were tons of decorations in the 4th

floor's training hall, along with much

higher quality machines and devices.

At this time, there was only Han Sen in

the training hall.

"What a waste, truly a waste" Han Sen

couldn't help but to shake his head as he sighed, "In this dojo, there are only six

teachers. Other than when they teach,

they usually train at the limit hall. There's

such a good place here, but it's almost

always empty"

Han Sen shook his head as he entered the

weapons room to the side.

The weapons here were also copies, but

they were clearly much better than the

ones on the 3rd floor.

"2nd series ghost blade. Yup, these blades

are much heavier" Han Sen picked one

and swung it around and then picked

another one. After five tries, he finally

found a suitable one. He looked at the

label and saw that it had a weight

of--101kg��

"What, 101 kg?" Even Han Sen was

startled, "Such a heavy blade feels so easy

to control to me?"

The ghost blades were a type of blades

that rely on speed, so they were usually

lighter.To need a weight of 101 kg, how much has

his strength actually increased?

"Looks like my body fitness really did raise

by a startling amount. I'll go check my fist

strength and speed later" Han Sen was a

bit excited, "Now, I'll practice the basics".

After selecting a suitable blade, he picked

a hexagonal shield.

...

In the training hall, Han Sen's left arm

wielded the shield while his right hand

wielded the ghost blade.

[HE!]

[HA!]

Han Sen was practicing the most basics of

blade wielding--horizontal cuts, upwards

cuts, swinging, rapid cuts..... Each of them

were extremely precise. Everytime Han Sen swung his blade, his center of gravity

wasn't affected at all. He kept practicing

like this and improved himself.

"My power is too great now so I can't

control my swinging power too well" Han Sen knew his own problems.

"My strength is great, but I have to be able

to use it" Han Sen was clear.

Even if your fitness level is greater than

your opponent's, that doesn't mean your

skill is.

Some people can only express 30% of their

strength.

Some people can express 505, 60%, 70%,

and even 100%. Some of the grandmaster

class bladesman can use a small amount of

power to kill a being that's ten times

stronger than him. This is the importance

of skill and experience.

Of course--

If there's too much of a difference in body

fitness level, then even skill cannot make

up for that. Simply put, no matter what,

you have to train in order to bring out your

body's full power.

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"Instructor" The on duty uncle Li greeted loudly on the 4th floor.

"Who's inside?" asked instructor Jiang

Nian. He heard a bunch of faint sounds

from the training hall, which were the

sounds of a blade causing shockwaves in

the air due to its incredible speed. Just the

sound alone is enough to know that the

person wielding it is a fighter.

"It's Han Sen" uncle Li laughed.

"Han Sen?" instructor Jiang Nian laughed

and walked towards the training hall.

As he stood at the entrance to the training

hall, he watched Han Sen's movements,

which were by the book, basic movements.

Sometimes he would cut ahead, suddenly

dash forwards, dodge, backstep, etc. The

movements were all very smooth and

connected.

"Hm, what a solid foundation" instructor

Jiang Nian couldn't help but to nod and

praise in his heart, "Only by mastering the

basics can you get better. There are no

clear weak points, great"The more he watched the more pleased he

became.

"Ah, instructor" Han Sen turned and

realized instructor Jiang Nian was there

and stopped.

Instructor Jiang Nian laughed and walked

in: "Han Sen, nice skill. You've been

training since you were young?"

"Yes, before I enrolled in the dojo, I

practiced alone at home" Han Sen

laughed. Instructor Jiang Nian nodded his

head in satisfaction, but his expression

suddenly froze as he saw the ghost blade

Han Sen was holding; his eyes widened

and became huge.

"Instructor, instructor?" Han Sen was

startled by the instructor's expression.

"You, you....." instructor Jiang Nian looked

at Han Sen with surprise, "You were just

swinging a 101 kg ghost blade?"

"Ye, yes" Han Sen was frozen.

Instructor Jiang Nian shaked his head: "Impossible, impossible..... there's no way"

but soon after, instructor Jiang Nian's eyes

flashed and he stared at Han Sen as if he

was a jewel, "Han Sen, hurry and go to

that fist strength tester machine over

there and show me the results! I want to

see exactly how strong you are now".