569 Training [4]
All the spectators stood up.
"Who won?" Some of them asked, desperate to know the winner.
[Trainee #1,021 has defeated Trainee #15!]
[Do you want to continue and issue another challenge?]
"…"
"…"
"…..!"
Thisbat arena became as silent as a graveyard.
Some spectators gasped in disbelief.
Others shuddered in fear.
Legs did not answer immediately to the prompts of thebat arena''s A.I like usual but no one paid attention to that, all the attention was on him.
At this moment, he looked different, he was different.
After fusing with all 4 of his beasts previously, entering his final form, Legs looked like a gigantic Hippopotamus Demon with an extremely intelligent brain.
At this moment, he was no longer a Hippopotamus though.
He was a Void Monkey King!
Void Monkeys were brothers of the ruling Snow Monkeys, but instead of being rulers of primates in this dimension, Void Monkeys ruled over all the primates in the Void Dimension, they were the primate overlords there.
At this moment, Legs was a Void Monkey with sparkling blue eyes.
His eyes were calm, serene, they were filled with stability and confidence.
Despite feeling the emotions of all the spectators at this moment, despite hearing the words of the A.I, he ignored them all and focused on what was before him, his spear and his victim.
This time, his opponent was not knocked unconscious.
The frail Pugilist looked at him with horror-filled eyes.
At this moment, his spear was stuck inside the protective aura of the Pugilist instructor. This spear was aimed at his opponent''s heart, a few inches deeper and he would be dead, the protective aura narrowly saved him.
Yes, narrowly, this was horrifying.
The Pugilist instructor had a calm look on his face like usual but unknowingly to the spectators at this moment, he was also shocked.
''This monster!'' He secretly nced at him with shock-filled eyes.
After seeing the aftermath, a slight smirk finally crept up Legs'' face as he closed his eyes the next moment before reying thest moments of the duel.
With his eyes closed, everything yed before him again.
During thosest moments after his health points became lower than 10%, he felt a death crisis that he had not felt in decades.
He felt that any moment, he would die.
This was not a feeling that any Super enjoyed, it was agonizing.
They all trained to get power so their lives could no longer be at the whim of others, faced against that feeling again, Legs felt a feeling of frustration and desperation. These feelings were what pushed him over the edge.
Under the pressure, he got an epiphany, he broke his limits.
The Beast Merger- Final Form was one of the most important Cutting-Edge knowledge for a Summoner. Very few Grade B Summoners could unleash their final forms, and very few could make full use of the power of their final forms.
Even fewer could go even further.
Few Summoners, not even most Cmity Grades had ess to more than 1 final form, but today, Legs rose heads and shoulders above the average folk.
Today, he set himself apart as a maverick.
During the battle, while being battered by the frail Pugilist, he discovered his ws. His Cmity Path was an extremely powerful one, perhaps the strongest Cmity Path ever but it wasplicated, extremelyplicated.
It was nowhere perfect.
Legs trained because he wanted to rectify its ws to perfection.
Today, he rectified one of its ws.
In his final form while fighting with his Obsidian Spear using his Nature Connection self-created abilities, he was immensely powerful but his moves were not smooth, there was a sense of awkwardness in his movements.
Yes, due to fusing 4 of his beasts with himself to achieve the final form, the Nightmare Hippopotamus had humanoid features that enabled him to wield a spear.
Despite this though, wielding a spear in this form was awkward.
The awkwardness meant that he could never achieve perfection with it.
His attacks would always not be at their fullest potential.
During that moment of death, pushed by the desperation, this w was amplified before his senses and his subconscious'' survival instincts pushed to their very limits to find a problem to him, this helped him break his limits.
The oue was him creating an entirely new Final Form.
A final form that was more in tune with his Cmity Path.
Like the Primate Priest showed during the assassination of President Dominik, they were masters at wielding weapons.
This was a final form that perfectlyplemented his Cmity Path and made him attack at his full power.
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Not only his Nature Connection anymore, thick void energy charged into his body from the void As soon as he became a Void Monkey King, Legs felt his connection to the Void Dimension that was gotten from Bran be even stronger.
Not only his Nature Connection anymore, thick void energy charged into his body from the void dimension and he directed it all to the tip of his spear.
With so much power, when he stabbed upwards, death itself followed.
This was no longer power at the Grade B realm.
This was power at the Grade B+ realm.
One attack was all it took.
The frail Pugilist felt the danger but he detected it toote, before he could react, his twin daggers were already evaporated into pieces by the sheer energy.
If it connected, the spear would have obliterated him to pieces.
Literally bloody pieces would have been the remains left of him.
The Pugilist instructor intervened…, Legs won again.
The spectators were going crazy.
They were not foolish, after so long, they could already tell that Legs was not a Pugilist and was actually a Summoner and this shocked them even more.
Which Summoner has so much physical strength?
Which Summoner is able to defeat so many powerful Pugilists with just the power of his body alone?
This was ridiculous!
This was crazy!
This was unprecedented!
Their respect for this maverick increased even more.
The question came again. ''How far can he go?''
''Can he defeat the next opponent?!'' They were now hyped for it.
[Do you want to continue and issue another challenge?]
[You have 2 minutes to make your choice or its automatic forfeit!]
"Yes". Legs finally answered.
He took a deep breath. "I want to continue".
Over a thousand breaths were held in the spectator stands.
Yes, a few minutes ago, 90% of all the other Pugilists that were previously not here already made their way here after hearing of the unprecedented situation.
They wanted to see this monster Summoner.
Of the Pugilists present though, 3 pivotal ones were now present.
Trainee #14, #13, and #12 were absent.
"I ept your challenge". A deep voice reverberated.
All eyes turned towards him.
It was a bald middle-aged man with twin sabers strapped to his back.
He had a huge sword scar that went across his face.
He gave off the aura of a killer.
[Trainee #11 has epted your challenge!]
Legs grinned, not because of his previous victory but because even without fighting yet, he could already feel a mortal feeling of death approaching.
He did not cower under this feeling though, he embraced it.
''If it was easy, everybody would do it!''
DING!
The duel started and it was explosive.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Yeah, like what most of the spectators expected, he did exceed their expectations yet again.
Trainee #11 was stronger than trainee #15 by some mile yet, Legs did not sumb immediately, he fought this Pugilist for 5 straight hours.
Unlike all his previous opponents, this bald Pugilist had no weaknesses.
He was immensely powerful in all aspects of his Cmity Path.
In the end though, despite how much he tried, a diagonal stab to the head from one of the Pugilist''s sabers ended Legs'' incredible run.
Legs was finally defeated; his run came to an end.
Again, the protective aura came close to being breached.
Legs stood up from the ground and shook the dizzy feeling away, he stared at this bald Pugilist. "Good fight".
"Good fight". The Pugilist replied coldly and shook hands with him.
Then, they went their separate ways.
It was over.
…
30 minutester, Legs was ready.
With his Obsidian Spear on his hand, he boarded a shuttle that was waiting for him outside his trainee tent as it instantly lifted out of this.
After a full week and some days, his training in Rockfest was finally over.
His training bore fruit.
Not only did he reach the physical limit of his body for the Grade B realm, he created a bunch of battle techniques, also, he got a 2nd Final Form.
This was more than worth it.
As the shuttle left the''s atmosphere, inside a hidden tent in Rockfest, the Pugilist instructor that oversaw thest battle stood before an old man with white beard and hair.
This was Rockfist, Rockfest''s keeper.
He was one of the hidden Cmity Grade Supers of the Nak State.
Like the hiddens and their resources, the hidden Cmity Grades were also another hidden trump card that kept the Beast Coalition at bay.
This old man did not turn back, he kept on meditating but he spoke.
"Tell me".
The Pugilist instructor nodded respectfully.
None of the Pugilist instructors were Cmity Grades, they were simply peak Grade B+ Supers, mostly previous trainees of Rockfest who could not fulfill their potential to be Cmity Grades and instead decided to stay here.
The Pugilist instructor took a moment to organize his thoughts, then he spoke. "He is a monster".
"He has boundless potential".
The old man briefly opened his eyes. "That''s a first from you".
"Yes, sir Rockfist, he''s the most talented Super that I''ve ever seen in my life".
Now, he was interested. "Tell me more".
The Pugilist instructor agreed. "When he just arrived here, he barely had the strength to fight some of the weaker trainees in thete 800s".
"In just a week and some days, he defeated the trainee ranked #15".
The old Pugilist became even more interested, he finally left his meditation entirely as he turned to face the instructor. "Tell me more".
While this happened, Legs already left Rockfest.
About an hourter, he arrived in Nak.
He met President Dunk in his room with his back facing him, the President did not have to look to see how much he improved, he already received a report from the hidden keeper.
He was immensely shocked the first time but he already got over it.
President Dunk finally turned and looked into this Summoner''s eyes. "Do you want to rest and digest your gains first or you want to continue immediately?"
"I will continue immediately". Legs said with conviction.
"I don''t have time to rest".
President Dunk nodded. "I expected that".
"Your next training destination has already been decided".
"You''ll be going to Gogunheim".