Chapter 34 Your talent is a whole billion times better than I imagined.
Chapter 34 Your talent is a whole billion times better than I imagined.
The two quickly arrived at the training ground.
House stood there, holding his wooden sword, his body radiating a slight heat, clearly having finished warming up.
"Long time no see, Master Marcus."
When House saw Marcus, who had come with Garp, he greeted him warmly.
That just so happens, I urgently need the other party's guidance right now.
After advancing to level 3 in [Chopping], House discovered that compared to levels 1 and 2, the proficiency increase at level 3 became much slower, with a proficiency gain of less than 1 point every day or two.
A skill that requires a full 50 points of proficiency to advance to level 4 would take at least several months or even half a year to upgrade.
House wasn't sure if the problem was with him or if that was just how his skills were.
However, compared to the previous situation where it only took a week to increase the proficiency of [Chopping] by 30 points, from level 1 to level 3, this is different.
The current progress is far too slow.
After a brief greeting, Marcus took a wooden sword from the weapon rack.
"House, judging from your appearance, I guess you've hit a bottleneck in your skills."
Upon hearing Marcus's words, House subconsciously raised his hand and touched his cheek.
Do you think I'm that easy to understand?
"Show me your current progress first."
Marcus didn't waste any words and immediately explained to House that he would help him break through his bottleneck now.
As for Garp's basic training, we'll arrange that later.
First, break through the bottleneck, then conduct basic training to further enhance House's control over the skills after the breakthrough.
Karp, who was standing to the side, nodded in agreement with Marcus's statement.
He wasn't in a hurry.
Currently, he only has three students, including House. They are all children from poor families in the small town. They have to work in the morning to make a living and can only take time to train in the afternoon.
"Master Marcus, please tell me when you are ready."
House gripped his sword tightly and raised it.
"Yes, remember to use your full strength."
Marcus gave a nonchalant reply and casually raised his wooden sword.
As a seasoned veteran who had already entered the ranks of professionals, Marcus didn't take House's next attack seriously at all, especially since the new adventurer hadn't even mastered the basics of the skills.
He didn't even need to use any skills; with just the most basic parry, he was confident he could catch House's slashing attacks.
But just as House channeled his inner magic and unleashed that seemingly ordinary sword strike...
"!"
In an instant, Marcus noticed something was wrong and his expression changed drastically. He immediately tensed up and instinctively adopted a reactive posture.
boom!
A crisp sound rang out.
House was so shaken by Marcus's steady parry that he lost all his strength, staggered, and fell backward to the ground.
Looking at the wooden sword that had broken in two in his hand, House's eyes showed not only shock, but also lingering fear.
Is this what a professional is like?!
Just as he struck Master Marcus, House felt a powerful tremor suddenly emanate from the wooden sword he held.
The tremor traveled from the sword through House's body, shaking his internal organs.
Just when House thought his internal organs were about to be shattered by the tremor, Master Marcus suddenly exerted his strength, knocking the wooden sword and House, who was holding the wooden sword, back.
The trembling energy that had been raging within House's body also flowed back strangely with this force, shrinking back and converging on the wooden sword.
With a bang, the wooden sword broke, and the shockwave disappeared.
too horrible!
Is this even human?!
On the other side, Marcus looked at House, who was staring blankly at the broken sword, and his shock was no less than that of the other man.
Fortunately, Marcus's professional self-control and extensive experience prevented him from showing too much of a strange expression in front of House.
If my senses are not mistaken, the sword strike that this kid just unleashed has already reached the third level!
Marcus subconsciously turned to look at Garp beside him, only to see Garp equally astonished, frozen in place, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Karp also noticed that House's sword strike just now was very strange.
Although its speed and strength were still far inferior to his own, the rhythm of its refined skills and the texture of its flowing magic were exactly the same as his own.
No wonder they were able to deal with the goblin warriors.
With such strength, House might be a key force in dealing with goblin warriors.
Otherwise, House wouldn't have ended up in church for treatment.
With just one move, Garp, a seasoned adventurer, was able to roughly determine the situation at the time.
The two adventurers' guild training masters, along with the new apprentice who had collapsed to the ground trying to calm his wildly beating heart, were all deeply shocked. For a moment, the entire place fell silent, filled with silent astonishment.
"Well, Master Marcus, do you see any areas where I might be lacking?"
A moment later, House, having recovered, stood up shakily, still holding the broken sword.
"Um......"
Marcus, pulled back to his senses by House's words, looked at House with a complex expression on his face.
"...How long has it been since I last taught you combat techniques?"
Marcus suddenly spoke up.
Hearing this somewhat nonsensical question, House thought for a moment and gave an answer.
"Ten days."
A week of training, plus two days of team adventure and yesterday's rest, that's about ten days.
Including that afternoon when I first started practicing combat skills, and this half-day now, strictly speaking, it might take eleven days.
"Ten days..."
Marcus pondered for a moment.
House didn't urge him any further; at this moment, he began to savor the shockwave attack that Master Marcus had just used.
If he guessed correctly, it should be a special combat skill, but whether it was a counter-attack or an active attack, House had no idea.
But it's very strong, extremely strong!
As expected of a true professional-level expert!
"House, have you ever obtained any skill items? You know, those special items with mature combat techniques engraved inside, which allow someone to quickly master and become proficient in a skill in a short period of time after using them?"
Marcus, a seasoned adventurer with extensive experience, offered his most reasonable guess.
House shook his head slightly and frankly stated that all of this was the result of his hard work and practice day after day.
At this moment, House also vaguely realized that something was wrong with his situation.
Marcus's understanding and mastery of combat skills seemed to exceed his expectations, leading Marcus to subconsciously believe that he had relied on some kind of item to reach level 3.
House also knew that he hadn't used any tools or taken any shortcuts.
His daily training outside the town was evident to all.
"It seems your talent is even greater than I imagined."
Seeing that House's expression didn't seem insincere, Marcus could only offer this assessment with a complicated expression.
Compared to when they first met, his assessment of House's talent was still based on the assumption that it would take several weeks, or even a month, for him to practice until he reached the basics.
House not only mastered the basics of combat skills in just ten days, but also made rapid progress, directly advancing to the third level.
They are only one level away from becoming a professional (level 4).
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