Chapter 142 [Bad Luck]
"His first heavenly jewel ring is purple, his Heavenly Yio Power is weak."
"If you have time you can continue watching their matches. I’m going for now.”
Norah just looked and she shook her head with this guy.
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The most crucial aspect of a master and disciple relationship was not the disciple’s ability to receive the teachings. Rather, it was that the disciple have an upstanding character.
If problems arose and the student surpassed the teacher, then the former’s immoral character would lead to ruin.
Anderson was honestly shocked I didn’t think this brat’s combat ability would be so great.
“You think this is a good thing?”
"Teacher what do you mean?"
"If Ouranos is a powerful spirit master do you think he would stay as a blacksmith?"
"As a blacksmith, he has been blessed by heaven. He possesses not just innate divine strength but also piercing insight. In fact, his cultivation can’t keep up with his talent for blacksmith at the moment. It’s a shackle restraining him to the fourth rank. To him, blacksmith is a tool to earn money. Unlike other trades like mecha crafting and designing, blacksmith is not tied directly to battle armor masters. However, it will still be highly beneficial in achieving his goals."
"Really? Well as long as he works hard."
"As long as I can convince him that the foundation of a battle armor master stems from being a first-rank blacksmith, it’ll be enough to steer him in the right direction. Sure, battle armor masters are the greatest occupations on the continent, but less than one in one hundred soul masters can walk that path. The requirements are astronomical."
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Ouranos and his teammates were in high spirits when they descended from the arena. In today’s match, Ouranos had been able to display his full might in close combat, attaining a swift victory with a blitzkrieg strategy.
However, after reviewing the battles from the last few days, he discovered one problem that seemed to plague the entire junior division: the participants had no combat experience! The majority of them weren’t able to showcase their true strength in battle. It had been the same in both the individual and team competitions.
"Is it just me but why do I feel we are having bad luck the people we are fighting are just so weak?" Zander complained he grabbed popcorn and he ate his popcorn as he cleared his throat and he coughed out.
"It's not because they are weak in combat and we are strong in combat."
“That’s right! Teacher Ezequiel doesn’t teach us the same way as conventional spirit master academies do. They focus on imparting knowledge. Even if the schools host combat practice, they do it in the safest way possible. The students just stand there using their soul skills against each other. It’s completely different from our real battles!"
"That's right in a real battle we can't keep it safe I must say the way the teacher training is somewhat cruel."
Teacher Ezequiel did not go easy on them during combat training. It was normal to finish each session covered in bruises and cuts. His training regimen was incomparable with a normal class’s curriculum. Although the growth rate of their Heavenly Yio Power settled, their combat strength soared.
Chapter end
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