As such, anyone can do it easily.
I said that, but I know better than anyone that it won't be true.
I have realized the concept of 'scattering lines,' but whether I can demonstrate it is another matter.
However, I had a fraudulent skill called 'mutual learning'.
Making good use of the mark engraved by the academic society.
It is a shame, though, since it was only used for the implementation of the older brother.
Just because I demonstrated with a sword does not mean it should be limited to the sword. As I mentioned in yesterday's lecture, every technique possesses a form that transcends the weapon, and that form originates from the line.
Since my foundation starts entirely from basic swordsmanship, the explanation will focus on the sword.
The largest number of students also use swords.
That does not mean it is biased toward the sword.
My lecture is strictly 'everything about combat.'
It encompasses everything from other weapons such as fists, horns, and spears to shield techniques.
He added explanations tailored to them using 'swords', matching their respective weapons.
He sheathed his sword and looked around at the students, who had stunned expressions.
Thump-
With a snap of his fingers, Lit entered the classroom holding a large armful of something.
Here, take a bottle each.
That which was handed out one by one was the most effective recovery potion in existence.
The reason why, despite boasting a substantial amount, we can share generously
This is because it is sponsored by Dust Industry.
Drink up.
The students who knew its value were hesitating. Because not everyone was a noble, and even the nobles knew how expensive a single sip of this potion was, their hands were not moving easily.
"I have no intention of doing business with you with things like that. Just drink it."
Only then did they feel relieved, so they opened the bottles and drank it in one gulp.
His complexion improved significantly, as if the medicine was taking effect quickly.
After about five minutes, everyone looked so full of energy that the classroom was warmed up.
"...I suppose everyone has fully recovered by now."
Thump-
With one more snap of the finger, the combat doll began to move again, emitting a glow from its eyes.
The combat doll in front of me also emitted a red glow from its eyes and headed toward its original position, in front of Ailon.
Refer to what I showed you and start the practice again.
"P-Professor, wait a moment—!"
Ailon shouted in a hurried voice. But the practice had already started.
BANG!
The students are taken aback by the combat doll's strike.
Also, starting with this practice session, we have added a preemptive strike setting to combat dolls, so please keep that in mind.
It quickly resolved the doubts they might have felt.
I even added a first strike setting in the hope that the students would get stronger quickly.
So no matter how shitty it is, just hang in there and bear it.
* * *
They struggled a bit at first. However, those talents quickly adapted. Dejan was the first to succeed, and surprisingly, Ruina followed.
As expected, he is a guy with extraordinary talent for the sword.
After that, when it became a lecture, they dedicated the entire class time to it and succeeded, and now almost everyone succeeded within an hour.
I've got the hang of it.
but-
"Ugh...."
The expression 'almost all' was used because there were exceptions.
It is, Ailon.
Perhaps because he isn't physically strong, he has his ups and downs.
Above all, isn't this the student most dependent on magic power in this lecture?
With his magic power limited, Dilog's power felt not even half, but ridiculously low.
I will do it one more time!
However, Ailon does not give up easily.
He is fighting the combat dolls solely with Dilog's abilities.
Of course, naturally, it is possible.
Because Dilog is on par with or even greater than the strongest body in the world.
He is also a person with no restrictions on weapons.
If you want to use a spear, use a spear; if you want to use a sword, use a sword; even if you just punch, it can be an excellent means of combat.
However, Ailon ultimately failed to succeed right up until the midterm exams.
Although he is not the type to show his gloominess, he seemed to have his pride quite hurt, so he added a comment.
"Your 'hyung' and 'seon' are special. They are free and unrestricted."
"...."
Ailon, who had been listening quietly, smiled gently with a look of realization.
That smile felt very unsettling.
* * *
I understand that you are likely feeling nervous as this is your first 'exam' since admission. Do not be nervous; instead, showcase everything you have learned. Students of the Faculty of Magic, display your magical research and achievements! Students of the Faculty of General Science, demonstrate the depth of your knowledge! Students of the Faculty of Engineering, present new technologies that will astound the world! Students of the Faculty of Combat, show off your honed skills! The entire faculty and I will gladly watch your achievements. On behalf of Chancellor Heinz, I hereby declare the start of Grasco's 'Midterm Exams'.
The midterm exams began with a declaration by Vice Chancellor Ronald, replacing Heinz, who was still recovering.
The concept of 'Gosa' can be said to be closer to a festival than an exam.
The engineering department was desperate to impress various companies by exhibiting inventions, while the general department held a knowledge battle in the form of a quiz show, with the winner having the opportunity to be appointed as an administrator directly under the royal family after graduation.
During the midterm exam period, Grasco remains open and offers various attractions.
This is the same mechanism in almost all academies.
Among these, the most popular content vying for the top spot is undoubtedly the midterm exams of the Faculty of Magic and the Faculty of Combat.
The Department of Magic captivated people's attention with its uniquely beautiful midterm exams, while the Department of Combat was the most sought-after attraction for the primal thrill of physical clashes.
In particular, this midterm was a hot topic due to the issue of Lucas's 'All About Combat' course.
Lucas is undoubtedly the top contender right now.
Just how extraordinary will the talents he has carefully selected demonstrate, and how will they stand out in the midterm exams!
That course where even Jesse Athlon, called the continent's greatest talent, reportedly failed.
People's eyes were naturally bound to be drawn to it.
-The first match- is arguably the most anticipated match of this midterm: Freshman Jesse Athlon and Junior Doran Eduardo!
Approximately 1,000 students of the Combat Department.
Among them, only 38 can earn the honor of advancing to the Academy competition, the 'final exam'.
Regardless of their final exam scores, students want to seize the opportunity by any means necessary because simply advancing allows them to make a good impression on various knight orders.
Doran Eduardo, now in his third year, is also one of the students who wants to seize that opportunity.
His talent could be considered outstanding, but he was always unlucky.
In the first midterm exam, he competed against a senior who was the winner of the midterm exam at the time, and in the second, he showed amazing talent by rising to the top 100, a high ranking for a first-year student.
In his second year, his talent blossomed and he rose to the top 40, but he was eliminated in the 'decisive match' due to the aftereffects of a previous injury. During the last midterm exams, he was eliminated early due to an upset stomach.
However, that talent was quite outstanding.
"The winner is! Jesse Athlon!"
However, the opponent is the continent's greatest talent, Jesse Athlon.
His fifth attempt was also unlucky.
* * *
As expected of you, Baron! That is the skill of a 'Everything About Combat' student! Timothy's attacks are being neutralized one after another!
The midterm exams are already past the halfway point.
Jesse Athlon, hailed as the continent's greatest talent, displayed truly tremendous ability and recorded an overwhelming victory, while the students of 'All About Combat,' who garnered the most attention, were all performing smoothly, demonstrating skills befitting those expectations.
"But... what is this? Doesn't something seem a bit strange?"
In the meantime, people noticed something strange.
Clearly, the students of 'All About Combat' were winning one after another with their overwhelming skills.
However, I couldn't shake the strange feeling that something was missing.
"I get it...."
One person who had been watching all the matches of the 'All About Combat' students could barely notice.
Something that couldn't be noticed at all due to the evenly matched or superior nature of the game…
that,
"Those guys aren't using any magic at all! And their attack routine is ridiculously simple...."
The reality that becomes clearly visible only then.
The students of 'All About Combat' were taking their midterm exams without using any magic. Even though the other side had come out with properly trained techniques, this side was winning with simple attacks alone.
"Come to think of it... didn't those guys just keep slashing down from the dormitory non-stop?"
"Wait... then all of that is a build-up for the midterms?"
Cries of astonishment erupted from the people's mouths.
* * *
You're doing better than I thought.
Although I had set a restriction on the use of only 'lines', I didn't expect them to do this well.
Some people thought they would fail, but instead, they are showing an overwhelming performance even without magic power, becoming the sensation of this midterm exam.
Honestly, as an academic advisor, it is true that I am quite proud of this, but I cannot simply be happy about it.
It looks so… … like a total bullying.
I didn't want a picture like that.
Doesn't it look just like a veteran player harassing newbies in a beginner zone?
Of course, the cause would be me.
It feels like it has somehow become an axis of evil.
Let's keep our expressions in check.
This is what got captured when I smiled…
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I failed to hold back my laughter.
* * *
Doing that as a group… … .
As people noticed the unique characteristics of the students in 'All About Combat,' their attention naturally shifted to Professor Lucas.
How on earth did he do it for his disciples to show such an overwhelming advantage?
For what reason on earth would one plunge the other person into endless despair like that?
Professors' exclusive seats.
Among them, I see Professor Lucas, who is the most visible—no, he is bound to stand out thanks to his looks.
He was laughing as he watched that situation.
To think that he has broken the spirit of others, yet he, who is at the very top, is laughing.
It was truly a mindset akin to a villain boss, but…
'beautiful....'
His appearance made everything forgivable.
And on that day, the smile Lucas showed plastered all over the front pages of various newspapers, and it was recorded as the day with the highest number of copies sold in the history of journalism.
* * *
It's not just that the skill difference is overwhelming. What on earth is going on?
Meanwhile, Jesse, who had finished the preliminary rounds first and was focusing solely on the matches of the 'All About Combat' students, was feeling a strange sensation that seemed within reach yet remained elusive.
They were by no means showing an overwhelming difference in skill.
It was simply to lock down the opponent's techniques and deliver the finishing blow.
I don't know how it looked to others, but it was clearly visible to Jesse.
However, the detailed mechanism is unknown.
I was frustrated because I couldn't understand the difference, the reason it was easily visible to others.
The next match is between 4th-year Trucker Bruce and 1st-year Ailon Dust!
I stopped thinking at the familiar name and shifted my gaze to the stadium.
The person who came onto the arena pushing a wheelchair was Eilon Dust, the one who had caused Jesse the greatest frustration of his life.
"Are you telling me to fight with a disabled person?"
idiot.
He muttered softly as he looked at Trucker, who was asking Ailon in disbelief.
You should not judge him based on his appearance alone.
Because Ailon is literally a 'monster'.
"Ha. Hey, don't blame me if that wheelchair gets wrecked. I have to go to my final exams."
Despite Trucker's provocation, Ailon just smiled brightly.
"How did something like this get into Professor Lucas's class? I could have gotten in too."
Regardless of whether Trucker provoked him or not, Ailon shouted at Lucas, who was watching the match from over there.
"Professor! I've been thinking! I've found the answer!"
"What is this bastard saying?"
Trucker was dumbfounded, and Jesse instinctively sensed that there was a secret in the 'All About Combat' class.
It will become even clearer when you watch Ailon's matches.
His concentration reached its peak.
"Then, the match... begins!"
With the referee's signal to start the match, Trucker imbued his halberd with magic.
Befitting his experience as a fourth-year student, a powerful energy radiates out in streams.
however-
Whirring
Clack, clack!
Whoosh, click, thump! Rattling!
"Uh, uh...."
Ailon's wheelchair is disassembled and reassembled, wrapping around his body, while new parts continue to be added in mid-air.
Its size continued to grow, surpassing even the substantial trucker, and soon…
"Wow, fuck...."
A massive body measuring about 8 meters looked down at the trucker.
"Isn't a monster cheating?"
Trucker screamed,
I understand that feeling well…
Jesse felt a sense of kinship with Trucker.