[AN: I have made the following changes:-
i) Martial Sage Lorn >>> Martial Demigod Lorn (Indicating she her high achievents in Martial Arts. Especially, practicing countless martial arts to sage level proficiency.) ii) Martial Scholar >>> Martial Sage (Emphasizing the majesty and honor of wielding this title and it only belonges to those adept in not just mastering but creating Martial Arts.)]
Date: Unspecified
Ti: Unspecified
Location: Lil. Red Storm, Seed World, Devil rchant Code, Inter-Realm City, Sector WS9909, Infinity Library, Study Room
The Martial Demigod Lorn's Intent was astonished to its core upon witnessing Wyatt's clone achieve enlightennt. Its shock doubled when it understood the nature of the enlightennt the clone had attained.
Initially, its surprise stemd from the fact that a clone-despite being a perfect one- was able to gain enlightennt independently. This was unprecedented. While so clones could achieve enlightennt alongside their masters, for one to do so on its own was unheard of. After all, the clone was not a separate entity but a dependent extension of Wyatt himself.
Its secondary surprise ca from the realization that Wyatt's clone had not attained an ordinary enlightennt but a supre one. At first glance, it seed like the enlightennt was related to running faster, judging by the clone's actions. However, upon closer inspection, it beca clear that the enlightennt was connected to the martial path. The clone appeared to have comprehended the very essence of martial discipline.
This ant that Wyatt's clone had not rely taken a step but a significant leap into the martial path. What made this feat even more remarkable was that it had achieved this within the constraints of its mortal shell, amplifying the significance of the accomplishnt. Although the Card Intent couldn't fully grasp the exact nature of the enlightennt, it was confident that this breakthrough would greatly facilitate the clone's journey on the martial path.
In essence, Wyatt's clone displayed an extraordinary affinity for the martial path, and with proper guidance, it had the potential to grow into a Martial Sage. This realization left the Card Intent both excited and perplexed. It was thrilled by the prospect of Wyatt's clone developing into a Martial Sage, yet it struggled to comprehend how a clone-rather than Wyatt himself-could demonstrate such remarkable aptitude for martial arts. It was as though it was witnessing the birth of a miracle-an anomaly. anwhile, Wyatt noticed that his primordial clone's posture wasn't the only thing that had changed. The angles of each step, the timing, and even the rhythm of its movents had shifted. It seed to be running to a precise cadence, conserving energy while maintaining high-intensity bursts of speed.
If it had only been a matter of posture, Wyatt might have been able to mimic it. However, replicating the intricate sequence of angles and timings was a far more complex task-one he couldn't deduce on the run, especially without the aid of his AI, Hive Spirit.
Observing this remarkable display of comprehension by his primordial clone, Wyatt could only concede. He acknowledged that what his clone had achieved through its enlightennt was beyond his current mortal limitations. While given ti he might be able to analyze and replicate the techniques employed by his primordial spirit, he recognized that doing so would ultimately be a pointless and ti-consuming endeavor.
Wyatt appreciated the progress demonstrated by his primordial spirit during combat training, but he still felt it was a pity that its enlightennt seed to revolve solely around running. After all, there were countless books on running techniques available in the Infinity Library surrounding them. Still, this developnt allowed him to move on to the next phase of his experint-testing whether he could share the progress made by his primordial spirit through their main-slave primordial spirit link. However, just as Wyatt was about to stop running, the primordial spirit, having perfected its running technique to match its current limits and strengths, caught up to him. Matching Wyatt's speed, it began running alongside him. To Wyatt's dismay, the primordial spirit, now running backward with its hands casually tucked behind its head, had the audacity to yawn. It was a blatant challenge-a deliberate taunt. Wyatt, who had planned to bow out gracefully, now felt a burning urge to discipline his rebellious creation. The primordial spirit, noticing his expression darken, shifted gears. It began running backward in front of him, maintaining eye contact while keeping just enough distance to ensure Wyatt couldn't catch it. Its posture remained mocking, hands still tucked behind its head, exuding an air of complete nonchalance. Though enraged, Wyatt couldn't help but be impressed by the sophistication of the running technique his primordial spirit had developed. In his mind, it no longer felt accurate to call it simply a running technique-it was more like a mortal-grade footwork martial art. Realizing that it was impossible for him to catch up without resorting to extre asures, he decided to concede with dignity and instead focus on finding another way to teach his cheeky primordial spirit a lesson it wouldn't forget-in this lifeti or their shared existence.
Coming to a halt, Wyatt addressed his primordial spirit, "Congratulations on your enlightennt-
However, his words caught in his throat as the primordial spirit began circling him at high speed, further rubbing salt into his wounded pride. Taking a calming breath, Wyatt resud, "You've earned this win."
Hearing Wyatt's words, the primordial spirit abruptly stopped and fixed him with a suspicious gaze, as though assessing whether his praise was genuine or part of a sche. Being a part of Wyatt, it knew better than to take his words at face value- especially after it had gone out of its way to taunt and humiliate him during the training session.
Seeing this hesitation, Wyatt couldn't help but feel a swell of pride. 'It really is my primordial spirit,' he thought. Had it fallen for his words too easily, he would have considered it foolish-an oddity among his creations. Smiling gently, he placed a hand on the spirit's shoulder. Noticing that it didn't dodge, Wyatt realized it was confident in its abilities-as it should be. This ti, he offered genuine praise. "Congratulations. You've proven yourself to ."
"Really? You're not just saying this to lower my guard, are you?" the primordial spirit replied, its skepticism deepening with each word of praise. It knew Wyatt was generous with his people but also a notorious sore loser. Even so, it had chosen to challenge him head-on, proving that it was no less determined than he was. Wyatt chuckled, shaking his head. "Why would I do such a thing? We are one and the sa. This rivalry and pettiness between us are montary, for that second. At the end of the day, we are all one," he said, wearing the most genuine smile he could
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