Ancient Tears BloodLine Chapter 916 - 916 Part 2 Focusing on skill improvements

Chapter 916: Part 2: Focusing on skill improvents Chapter 916: Part 2: Focusing on skill improvents From MC’s Perspective: anwhile, “”Teacher Lowell””had been keeping an eye on Zack from afar.

Though he had initially been concerned about his imrsion in training, he soon realized how serious Zack was about improving himself.

Seeing the progress I was making, he chose not to remind of the missions.

He understood that this period of intense focus was just as important as facing real combat.

As long as I stayed committed and grew more confident in my abilities, he was content to let train at my own pace.

Without realizing it, over a month had passed.

The days had blurred into one another as I delved deeper into mastering each technique.

Every session brought a new understanding, a new level of control.

It took a few more weeks to truly feel the progress in all of my abilities.

My techniques, once rusty and stagnant, now felt sharp and responsive.

The power surged within , no longer raw and uncontrolled, but honed and ready.

I knew that soon, I would be ready to take on the difficult missions awaiting .

But for now, I continued my training, fully imrsed in the process of becoming the warrior I needed to be.

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The following day, After a month of intense training, I finally decided it was ti to step outside and take on a mission.

The day felt different, filled with purpose and a quiet determination.

I had spent so long honing my skills, but the real test awaited beyond the academy walls.

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Sword Divide: Perfect wheel (Interdiate) 2.

Lightning Wheel: Perfect wheel (Interdiate) 3.

Lightning Phantom: Perfect wheel (Interdiate) 4.

Blood Field Technique: Big wheel (Interdiate) 5.

Soul Tower thod: Big wheel (Proficient) 6.

Soul Needle Art: Big wheel (Proficient) 7.

Lightning finger technique: Big wheel (Interdiate) 8.

Blood Fist Technique: Big wheel (Interdiate) 9.

Healing Hand: Big Wheel (Interdiate) 10.

Lightning Drop: Small Wheel (Specialist) I knew that while I had made significant progress, true mastery would only co through practical experience-and unfortunately, ti was not a luxury I had.

I needed to continue pushing forward if I hoped to reach the next level.

After getting ready, I stood in front of the mirror, taking a mont to recall the improvents in my abilities.

Each technique had grown sharper-my lightning elent crackled with raw energy, my blood elent had evolved into sothing far more devastating, and my soul techniques, though still a trump card, were beginning to reveal their deeper potential.

But despite the progress, I understood that true mastery was a long road ahead.

Ti wasn’t on my side, so I made a decision.

It was ti to leave the safety of the academy and seek real combat experience.

I left my room and entered the lift, heading down to the lobby.

As the doors opened, I noticed the surprised looks from the staff.

It had been over a month since they had last seen , my absence likely creating a sense of mystery.

But I had been too focused on my own growth to think about anything else.

Walking up to the mission desk, I was greeted by a digital screen hovering above the console.

It displayed the various missions available for wizards of my rank, each one promising a new challenge.

I scanned through the list, searching for sothing that would push but also allow to stay near “”Delta City””, where I could et “”Teacher Lowell”” after completing the mission.

It had been a while since we last spoke, and I wanted to share my progress with him in person.

After scrolling down a few pages, my eyes landed on a mission that piqued my interest.

The task was simple yet challenging: acquire “”Class-7 Monster Cores”” from any species of monster.

The requirent was to gather five cores, and the mission allowed for either a team or solo effort.

Without hesitation, I decided to go alone.

I needed to rely on myself, to see how far my newfound strength could take .

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Delta City: The teleportation platform humd softly as I stepped through, the familiar rush of energy dissipating as I arrived at Delta City.

The bustling tropolis stretched out before , vibrant and alive with activity.

But my focus wasn’t on the city itself.

I had only one goal in mind: the mission.

Without wasting any ti, I moved swiftly through the streets, heading straight for the boundary that separated the city from the wild, untad lands beyond.

Within a few minutes, I reached the edge of the city, the towering buildings giving way to the wide expanse of the wilderness.

In my hand, I held a “black token””, a key that allowed to pass through the invisible barrier that protected the city from the dangers lurking outside.

As I approached the barrier, the token pulsed lightly with energy.

With a small flicker, I stepped through the shimring veil and erged on the other side, now standing at the “”outskirts of the monster area””.

The landscape imdiately shifted, the well-maintained roads and structures replaced by rugged terrain, overgrown foliage, and an oppressive, heavy silence.

The air felt thicker here, charged with the presence of powerful creatures lurking just beyond the horizon.

This was a place where only the strong could survive-and I was ready.

With a quiet breath, I reached into my “”storage ring”” and pulled out the “”black sword”” that had served so well in previous battles.

Its dark blade glead faintly under the dim light, an extension of the power that now flowed through .

As I gripped the hilt, the mories of my last mission surfaced-mories of battles fought, enemies defeated, and lessons learned.

But there was sothing colder in my mind this ti, a sharpened resolve.

My eyes narrowed as I recalled the events of the past.

I had been too rciful, too restrained.

But not this ti.

“”No more sympathy”” for those who stood in my way.

This mission was about survival, strength, and pushing myself to the next level.

My heart hardened as I made the decision.

I would show no rcy, no hesitation.

The monsters I faced would be nothing more than obstacles to overco.

Determined, I kicked off the ground, my body lifting into the air.

I soared above the outskirts, moving swiftly towards the “”inner area”” where the more dangerous beasts road.

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