Zayn’s eyebrows furrowed even more. He, a third-tier superior class master, plagiarized the moves of some mediocre experienced fighter? God, it felt almost insulting!“What do you want?” Zayn said snippily, his tone turning a lot colder.The instructor mistook his change of attitude as a sign of being intimidated, which delighted him. His lips curled into a smile. “What do I want? Simple. Follow the Rheasiano code, newbie! You either accept me as your master, or you defeat me in a duel to show that I’m inferior to you. I’ll accept that outcome, however impossible it is, but know that from then on, you will be my fighting style’s arch nemesis!”Zayn gawked at him in disbelief. Never had he imagined that watching these people fooling around would have attracted such an annoyance—or more accurately, embarrassment. It was embarrassing to have something like this happen to a man of such eminent status and power like himself.He would have been slightly more interested in the duel if his
The battle was about to begin! And yet, Zayn’s prepared by remaining on his spot in the most unmotivated slouch. There was no stance, no pose. Just the unsettling implication that he was extremely scornful of the middle-aged instructor.Even after witnessing his chop-the-brick feat, Zayn had decided to duel it out with the instructor to the latter’s dark delight. An uncanny smirk shadowed the man’s lips as he regarded his opponent—how many defiant idiots like this one had he met throughout his ‘career’? These people always harbored an ungrounded conceit and thought they could win. In the end, they were always utterly and painfully humiliated. They would always end up calling him their master, and then they would hand over their hefty class fees. Oh, and perhaps shower him with fulsome flatteries while they were at it.“Good for you. You at least have the balls to rise up against a challenge… alone,” the instructor hissed, snickering as he rolled up his sleeves like a professional abo
The instructor was even more infuriated. “Miss me with that bullsh*t! I, Erik Tating, am the ninth-generation heir to the esteemed Guild of Atlasea! How could I possibly be no match for the likes of you? You plagiarize, yet you refuse to play by the code. Do you think you can escape reproach, hmm? Think again!”Erik the instructor pounced, closing the distance between himself and Zayn while letting out some battle grunts. For a moment there, he did seem to appear taller, as though he alone was shouldering the sky, which was actually impressive to a certain degree.A glint flitted through Zayn’s eyes, signaling a further dip in his patience. “Godd*mn it!” he cussed and began his attack, replacing defense with the offense. “Eat this, and this, and this, and this and that and this—”Zayn was faster than Erik by at least twofold. Every single one of his punches and kicks always landed on Erik without fail. The latter was fortunate, though, that Zayn did not mean to exert any actual stre
Erik was right. Zayn literally crossed the lake on his feet at the speed of a bullet as though he was just waltzing through a normal road.To Erik, however, it was mind-blowing. This was so completely out of his understanding that he wondered if he was seeing things. So, to wake himself up, he pinched his thigh as hard as he could.A sharp pain flared from the spot at the same time he heard his students crying out in surprise. It was not a trick of the eyes—Zayn was indeed walking on water!More accurately, Zayn was running across water. For one, he had not become so divine that he could just cross the lake by walking. The actual mechanical secret lay in his speed—he was speeding through the water and was fast enough to generate enough drag force that combined with the thrust Zayn’s feet made as he sprinted, he pretty much zipped over the surface of the lake.Honestly, Zayn would not want to show off his capabilities in front of the ignorant masses if he could help it, but this was
Her exclamation shocked all three of her friends, who blurted out, “That’s him?!”“Oh my God, it’s really him! I heard that his powers had grown so much. It’s impossible to even ascertain anymore… Like, not even the she-devil Mia could match him! He killed her on the spot!”“Sh*t! No wonder he’s Guineve’s premier fighter! I ain’t surprised!”They were unbelievably and absurdly shocked. They stared in the direction Zayn had vanished, their minds still ringing and flabbergasted. It was a large lake with its opposite bank lying about three hundred meters and more away, yet Zayn managed to speed through it like it was a road on land. It was a testament to the level of his power!Lindsay’s eyes burned brightly in determination. Clenching her fists, she promised herself in a determined, gushing breath, “I’ll see you again, my idol! And I’ll make sure I become your student!”Zayn had no idea that Lindsay had set her eyes on him. If he had known, he would have been pretty miffed about it.
Still, Lysithea did not turn to meet Zayn. Her back remained against him.Zayn finally caught up with her and stopped. Any mere expert fighter would have been so fatigued and worn out by the high-speed marathon that they would have arrived dead, but to Zayn, it was just a warm-up. All it took was two breaths, and he felt his energy returning already.His eyes lingered around Lysithea’s back, fully understanding the fact that this was the closest he had ever gotten to be around her. He could sense that ethereality that seemed to make up most of her form. The dissociative feeling that she was never a real person but a puff of dancing smoke or a mirage. She was the fog itself—she could not possibly be real. If he looked away, she might even disappear at the first billow of the wind.The atmosphere gelled. There was a distance of ten meters between them, and an invisible wall of uncanniness was building fast the longer neither of them talked.Zayn was the one to break the ice. “So… wha
Zayn thought he had seen everything. He was no stranger to the best nature could offer when it came to women and their God-given beauty—Faye Carter, Shaelyn Peace, Mirabelle Owen, Alexandra Smith, Annabelle Laking, and so many more. He was supposed to be so immune to premier feminine charms by now, and yet when he laid his eyes on Lysithea, he was still profoundly, utterly bewitched.He wondered if he was looking at a dryad or a… fae.It was the first thing that came to his mind. He could believe she was a mortal woman. She must be nature’s spirit in humanoid form. There was more to her than just her almost miraculous beauty—there was an aureole of sublimity about her, an almost transcendental countenance that all the other beauties Zayn had ever met failed to measure up.The reason for that was simple: Lysithea was not a normal young woman. She was a superior class master fighter, one who had attained the fourth-tier, and her body had undergone the same morphological changes. She l
Zayn was stunned upon seeing that. He had not expected that a highly-skilled fighter like Lysithea would actually miss a step. Moreover, her face turned ghastly pale instantly. It was totally a reaction to a panic attack resulting from mental disturbance!He had only removed Lysithea’s face veil, did she need to go as far as to have such a huge reaction?Zayn felt rather frustrated in his heart. However, he still had to take action and save Lysithea now. After all, it would be bad for Lysithea to take a fall. Hence, he made a move swiftly by wrapping his arm around Lysithea’s body with unerring precision just before Lysithea was about to fall over. He had just come into physical contact with Lysithea when he discovered that she had an amazing figure, especially her bouncy, flexible waist and firm skin. By the time Lysithea reacted to the situation, she realized that she was actually leaning against Zayn’s chest. Instantly, she got even more agitated so she glared at Zayn. “You yo