Chapter 105: Clash of Titans

That's all for the explanation.

I swallowed water. My throat felt parched from talking so much.

The three of them looked at me with confused expressions. They didn't seem to understand it very well. Jenna raised her hand to speak.

There are levels, stats, and skills, so you can quickly become stronger thanks to them, right?

That's right. When we talk about the statistics window, we are referring to the spec. You can guess your strength by looking at it.

After a battle, I suddenly felt stronger. It's probably due to leveling up.

That's unbelievable. Even a magician wouldn't be able to do that.

Eorca muttered in a disappointed voice.

Levels, stats, skills, stats window.

That won't be accepted easily. Gain experience by hunting monsters, acquire skills through training, and grow. Even for me, who knows that this world is like a game, it was an unrealistic concept.

Still, I felt relieved.

It's difficult to explain things that can only be seen with the naked eye, but these guys can see the specs, so there's no need to hesitate. You have to learn to accept it. They cannot survive unless they adapt to the rules of this world.

This is your role from now on.

You will be able to objectively evaluate your own condition.

It helped me grow more than I expected. If I hadn't looked at the status window, I would have had to take a much harder route. I finished drinking the water and said:

I can explain it to other people.

Where did you hear that? We've never heard of anything like that before.

I found out by chance.

Was this a coincidence? That's suspicious.

Haha, sister! Oppa was there from the beginning.

That's right. He has a long history.

That's suspicious.

Eorka narrowed her eyes and said:

Well, if you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to. Everyone has at least one secret. But the advice you gave me was helpful.

Yes, that's right. Very helpful. It has become a part of who we are.

You are good at flattery.

This isn't flattery, it's a survival strategy.

Jenna started talking about how we met and how I overcame difficulties.

The topic has changed. Aaron finally spoke up. Eorka looked away from me, but she continued listening to the conversation.

I laughed.

If they survive till the end, I'll tell them everything.

Then of course the time will come for us to part.

The next morning.

Jenna gathered everyone together and started explaining her status window. The people who got it right away were mostly combat-minded people. He felt that he had become abnormally strong due to some kind of force, so it was natural for him to think so.

However, for the time being you can only see his status window.

Status windows and system messages for other heroes were not displayed. I could only display a small portion. I still didn't know if this was due to a low level of research or if I was special. Of course, it will become clearer over time.

This day was night training.

Up until now, your training has been about improving your physique and acquiring skills, right? Jen asked.

That's right.

Three arrows were shot.

Jenna pulled her string far. One step per movement. After mastering continuous fire, the rate of fire became unusually fast. I blocked and deflected the arrows as I charged towards Jenna.

Thud!

The sound of sharp metal friction echoes.

Jenna quickly pulled out her dagger and blocked his blade.

As expected. Something was wrong.

The blades collided.

Jenna moved fluidly, swinging her dagger to find an opening. The moment Jenna continued to move, she brought out her blade.

Oh my god!

Jenna quickly retrieved her dagger, somersaulted backwards in the air, and began firing again. Swapping weapons was smooth and without any hesitation. It was the effect of change.

His light.

The arrow caught in the path of the blade fell like a leaf.

There was no need to use a shield. The moment an arrow is released, its trajectory is predictable. I took a step forward and dodged the three arrows. I broke two arrows with one blow.

I can't believe it.

Jenna's quiver was empty in the blink of an eye.

I threw her a new quiver full of arrows.

Jenna looked at me incredulously.

The remains of broken arrows were scattered around the training ground.

Is this also an ability? Block everything.

That's right.

That's not fair. It doesn't attack me at all.

If it has the ability to block, shouldn't it also have the ability to penetrate?

Jenna tilted her head at him in confusion.

At that moment, I lunged towards Jenna. The target was the thin neck of a deer. Jenna bowed his head just before red blood spurted out. The blade grazed Jenna's hair.

You're seriously trying to kill me!

That would be fine too.

Hehe!

Several shocks ran through Jenna's body, but there were still no fatal injuries that would stop the duel.

I might slit her throat.

I was able to tear her abdomen open.

A fatal injury is sufficient.

It would have been okay if I didn't kill it with one blow.

Jenna would shoot arrows from a distance and I would stand and block them, but we had reached a point where that level of training was no longer satisfying. In order to improve the technology, harsher conditions were needed.

Real combat weapons, no rules.

Until the opponent dies.

After the strike event with this master, we decided to do this training. Designed to maintain that real-life feel, make your training more efficient, and keep you feeling real even after a long break. People who hadn't experienced combat looked at us like we were crazy, but I didn't care. The results will show who will survive longer. At the practice field, 4,444 spectators formed a circle and watched.

Am I some kind of entertainment to you?

I felt angry for a moment, but it wasn't something I needed to worry about.

I ignored her and continued her duel.

Evade and distract.

Whether with arrows or daggers, the natural approach was deeply rooted. The sword moved naturally without my intention. My handling of weapons had already surpassed the level of consciousness and was approaching the realm of unconsciousness.

Jenna evaded the sword blow with deft body movements, but was unable to prevent his wounds from compounding. When she shot an arrow, I blocked it. A dagger could not go beyond the reach of a long sword.

Jenna jumped back and clicked her tongue.

I can't believe it!

18 wins from 19 races.

This is the record of the duel with Jenna.

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