As Mi-cha settled into her
dorm room, she began her daily system quests, tailored specifically for girls.
With a smooth motion, she launched into 100 kicks, her legs moving in a blur of
motion. Next, she transitioned into 100 twists, her torso rotating with ease.
Finally, she finished with 100 flosses, her hips swaying to an unheard rhythm.
As she completed her quests,
Mi-cha's mind began to wander. She couldn't help but smile as she remembered
the gentle caress she had given Muhan before parting ways. Her heart skipped a
beat as she recalled the look in his eyes, the way his face had softened in
response to her touch.
Mi-cha's cheeks flushed with a
warm glow as she replayed the moment in her mind. She felt a sense of
satisfaction, knowing that she had made Muhan feel special. With a happy sigh,
she settled into bed, her thoughts drifting off to sleep with a soft smile on
her face.
The next day, Muhan and his
classmates gathered in the grand auditorium of Wysteria Academy, eager to hear
Professor Lee's announcement.
"Students of Wysteria
Academy," Professor Lee began, his voice echoing through the auditorium. "I am
pleased to announce that the tournament will be held at the end of the month.
This tournament will serve as a benchmark to evaluate your progress and determine
your standing among your peers."
The students exchanged excited
glances, and Muhan felt a surge of anticipation. He had been training hard, and
he was eager to test his skills against his classmates.
Professor Lee continued, "Now,
let us proceed with our daily schedule. Our first class is Aura Control,
followed by Combat Class, Light Magic Class, and finally, Sparring Class."
The students nodded, and the
classes began.
In the Aura Control class,
Professor Kim encouraged Soo-ah to unlock her potential in aura control. Soo-ah
focused intently, and a brilliant white aura burst forth from her body. Mi-cha,
Muhan, and Ji-hoon watched with interest, taking mental notes on how to improve
their own aura control.
Next was the Combat Class,
where Mi-cha, level 95, was pitted against See-hoo, a weak boy in the class,
level 70. The fight was one-sided, with Mi-cha punching See-hoo through
galaxies with ease. Muhan winced in sympathy, impressed by Mi-cha's overwhelming
strength.
The Light Magic Class was just
as fascinating. Professor Lee taught the students how to use light magic to
increase their speed, allowing them to move faster than the speed of light.
Muhan listened intently, eager to master this technique.
Finally, the Sparring Class
allowed the students to practice their combat skills against each other. Muhan
paired up with Ji-hoon, and they engaged in a fierce but friendly battle.
As the sun began to set,
casting a warm orange glow over the Wysteria Academy grounds, Muhan walked
alongside Mi-cha towards their dorms. They chatted casually about their day,
discussing the highlights of their classes and sharing a few laughs.
As they approached the
entrance to the dorms, Muhan turned to Mi-cha and smiled. "Goodnight, Mi-cha.
See you tomorrow."
Mi-cha smiled back, her eyes
sparkling with friendship. "Goodnight, Muhan. Don't stay up too late."
With that, Muhan bid Mi-cha
farewell and turned to look for Ji-hoon. He spotted his friend walking towards
the dorms, a look of tiredness etched on his face.
Muhan jogged over to Ji-hoon,
a grin spreading across his face. "Hey, Ji-hoon! I was thinking, how about a
personal spar? Just the two of us."
Ji-hoon's eyes lit up with
interest, and he nodded enthusiastically. "Sounds like fun! But don't expect
any mercy, Muhan. I'm going to take you down."
Muhan chuckled, feeling a
thrill of excitement. "We'll see about that. Let's head to the training
grounds. I'm ready to take you on."
Together, the two friends made
their way to the training grounds, their footsteps echoing through the quiet
evening air. The moon was rising high in the sky, casting a silver glow over
the grounds as they prepared to face off against each other.
As they reached the training
grounds, Muhan and Ji-hoon began to warm up, their movements fluid and
synchronized. They jogged around the grounds, their footsteps light and
effortless, before suddenly bursting into a sprint.
As they reached the peak of
their warm-up, their bodies suddenly burst forth with aura. Ji-hoon's aura was
a brilliant golden yellow, and his iris glowed with an intense golden light.
Muhan's aura, on the other hand, was a deep navy silver blue, and his iris
shone with a piercing light blue glow.
The air around them seemed to
distort and ripple, as if reality itself was being warped by their sheer power.
The ground beneath their feet began to tremble, and the skies above grew dark
with foreboding.
Without hesitation, Muhan
raised his hand, and a massive pocket dimension erupted into existence. The
dimension was as large as a universe, with galaxies and stars twinkling like
diamonds against the blackness of space.
Ji-hoon's eyes widened in awe
as he gazed upon the vast expanse of the pocket dimension. "You've gotten
stronger, Muhan," he said, his voice filled with admiration.
Muhan smiled, his eyes
gleaming with excitement. "Let's see how strong you are, Ji-hoon," he said, his
voice dripping with challenge.
With a fierce cry, the two
friends charged at each other, their movements surpassing light itself.
Their clash sent shockwaves rippling through the pocket dimension, destroying
Thousands of galaxies with ease.
Ji-hoon kicked Muhan with
incredible force, sending him flying through multiple galaxies like a human
projectile. Muhan responded with a devastating punch, striking Ji-hoon with the
force of a galaxy.
Their battle raged on, with
galaxies and stars being created and destroyed in the blink of an eye. The
pocket dimension itself began to distort and writhe, as if it was being torn
apart by the sheer power of their clash.
Despite the incredible
destruction they were unleashing, Muhan and Ji-hoon were completely focused on
their battle. They were testing each other's limits, pushing themselves to new
heights of power and speed.
As the battle raged on, it
became clear that this was no ordinary spar. This was a clash of titans, a
battle that would determine the true strength of these two young warriors.