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It's just that they know just by the oracle who predicted his birth. As for Japan, Cai Kang and Kurai took time to call them in convenient times to everyone who owns a phone. Because it is almost the end of the school year, they all focus on training intensely. Kazuha had managed to unlock her second chakra point on her own and her chi which was her weak point is getting stronger with additional training and she's been going out far less. Ryosuke and Fukuna are getting busy with their exorcism as well but it seems that Ryosuke's back is bothering him less thanks to Nuying's help and he is on his last scroll on the Cai school of martial arts teachings. Once he is finished with that, he will h

“And I’ll also be leaving my weakness and cowardice with you here, Mother. From now on, I’ll be someone you’d be proud of. A befitting son of a Luna.” After that, I uttered a small prayer and then took my backpack. “I’m going now, Mother.” And off I went to train. -- Large sweat beads dripped my face. My breathing was also fast and my body felt so heavy, yet, I endured. I am now on my 7th day of training, and after exceeding my limitations several times, I could feel the improvements in my basic skills. There are times when I could feel the familiar sensation back then when my eyes supposedly changed but I could not maintain it.

"Five hours straight... and only ten minutes of rest? Are you serious?" Kuro nodded, his eyes filled with the haunted look of someone who had seen the edge of insanity. "Y-yeah. And it's not just the physical stuff. He has me doing mental exercises during the breaks... it's like he's training my mind and body at the same time. I can't tell where the workout ends and the nightmare begins." Danial let out a low whistle. "That’s... brutal." Before Danial could even process the horrors Kuro had endured, Pavan chimed in, his voice solemn. "You think that’s bad? My instructor, Abby, she’s... let’s just say her methods are unorthodox."

She had every right to be angry at me. I threw Katniss the nunchucks as I fell down to the floor, panting for air. The training had taken a toll on me, and according to Katniss, I still needed to work on my stamina if I really wanted to master the use of nunchucks and the art of Krav Maga. Onerous. From a distance, I caught sight of Canary and Tyra engrossed in a conversation, although their words remained inaudible. With an exasperated sigh, I tore my gaze away from them, watching keenly as Katniss returned the nunchucks to their appropriate place. She was being quiet and it rubbed me off badly in a way. "You're still pissed with me, aren't you?" I stated the obvious, as Katniss turned to f

" So you are the one helping her." "And you're the one who prepped with the tech guys to keep quiet about your impossible shortcut training. Flying is already the advanced implementation level of Airtech usage. Even for a genius, practicing for a whole month is nowhere near enough. You aren’t even thinking of giving her a chance, you bad boy.~" Yu reached out to squeeze Jae's cheeks. "Did you see the list of all 8 Rising Star Trainees?" Hearing the question from Jae's muffled voice, the brows on Yu's sweet face furrowed in a knot before nodding.

NB: This is Chapter 129, before Joyful Delivery. My apologies. Tristan and Ryker clashed in the training arena, their movements lightning-fast. Ryker's skills were unmatched, his tactics ruthless and calculated. Every strike, every feint, seemed designed to exploit Tristan's weaknesses. "Push yourself, Tristan," Director Arlo urged, his voice echoing off the walls. "Ryker will not hold back." Tristan dug deep, drawing upon the unyielding bond he shared with Athena. The memory of her steadfast gaze and unwavering trust fueled his determination to protect her. His muscles tensed, his senses heightened.

Weeks and weeks of training with Ronan and it all led up to this moment. I exhaled slowly, forcing my shaking hands to still at by sides. I wasn’t sure what to expect. Ronan had explained that the trials were designed not just to test my body, but to crack open my mind, my spirit— to see if I was worthy of the Moonborn legacy. My chest tightened. Was I? I was about to find out. A shudder ran through me as I felt the air in the chamber shift. A pale mist appeared from the centre, creeping along the edges of the room. I spread fast, curling around my ankles—cool and damp like ghostly fingers gripping me slowly and pulling me in.

I can admit that. Nara doesn’t respond, but I can feel her concern. I do best to push it aside. I can’t let my body get the better of me. I need to be strong. I return to my room and change into training gear. Maybe if I move fast enough, I can forget the weight of everything. Maybe if I keep moving, I can outrun the memories chasing me. The air outside is cool and I count my breaths as I circle the courtyard, one foot in front of the other. For a minute I almost feel calm. Then my vision blurs and I am forced to steady myself against the stone wall until it clears.

In a while, I forget about all my problems, which was kind of great. Today is going to be our first day of training. I am supposed to learn how to shift quickly, and how to fight even in the human form. I skipped the breakfast part since I was feeling like eating nothing for now, and I went directly outside the cottage. As expected, Chris was waiting for me outside the cottage. When he spotted me, he ordered me to run for five hundred times around the cottage. At first, I thought it was one of his lame jokes - but then, the serious look printed on his face said against so.

Would this be a failure? “This isn’t fair!” Sasha whined uncharacteristically as she trailed after the NPC. Talking to an NPC in a game felt stupid, but Sasha hoped her distraction worked. If she could buy Zen another twenty seconds, at least one of them wouldn’t have to repeat this stupid training. “If you’re considering saving your friend, I suggest giving up. It won’t hinder my detection skills.” Not expecting a response from a game program, Sasha gaped. Karina had her back turned to the candidate who failed her second training, but she could feel the nervousness radiating from the sniper as she approached the entrance of the training ground.