Chapter 102 - Furious Flip Flop (1/2)
”WAAAAAAAHHH!!!”
”DAMMIT SIMON! WON'T YOU JUST SHUT UP?!” Tyrone grabbed a flip flop from an unknown place and slapped it across Simon's face, sending the latter flying towards an empty wall.
”Why do you still have that?” Jack asked with a weirded out expression as he pointed at the single flip flop.
”It's effective.” Tyrone gave a glowing smile and posed with his flip flop.
”DID I NOT TELL YOU ALL TO BE QUIET?!” Simon suddenly retrieved a belt from out of nowhere, Whipping it into the air like a… whip.
”How about we play a game called helicopter~?” Simon exhibited an extremely crooked smile as he stepped forward with his belt.
”Papa! You can't play with them! You need to sleep!” Dahlia tugged on his pants and commanded.
”Fine… fine…” Simon and Dahlia went back to sleep as if nothing had happened.
”It's a miracle… Dahlia cares for us so much!” Mark quietly exclaimed with his fists clenched.
”Do not let her actions be in vain, start the line and get your techniques.” Tyrone said as he continued handing out techniques one by one.
”Pass them down the line if it doesn't glow orange for you.” Jack reminded everyone.
SL.A.P
Michelle smacked Tyrone on he face with her b.a.r.e hands, before going over to Simon to help him get back up.
”Hmmmph!”
”SHUSH” Everyone gave a cold and murderous expression as they shushed Michelle, not even caring about what was going on. If they had to deal with Simon's wrath, then they would probably have to cry themselves to sleep for the rest of the month. They really just wanted to get the test done with flying colours, lest they want to suffer.
”Thanks Michelle, but I think I was in the wrong for that one. It's just I am to loud for my own good right now.” Simon tried to explain to get Michelle to stop pitying him.
”No problems, I am helping because I want to.” Michelle smiled as she shouldered Simon's body back towards the line.
”But I am seriously not that hurt, can you let go.” Simon plainly spoke.
He stood up with his own two feet and went back in line.
”Don't worry, you will get him next time.” Sam patted Michelle on the shoulder and tried comforting her.
”I hope so-”
”Quickly, grab that technique.” Another kid spoke urgently as she hand her a book.
”If it ain't orange, pass it along. No time for useless talk right now.”
”Hmmm?” The book glowed orange and started opening up like a mechanical machine.
”I think this-”
THUMP
The book pounced at Michelle's face, smothering her as it pushed her straight to the floor. As this happened, the book grew brighter and brighter, displaying mental images in Michelle's brain. Each image displayed a step of the technique and quickly implanted itself into her very conscious. Before she could even count to 5, the book had dissipated into thin air and she knew everything.
”Nether Glaive Technique.”
”Wow, that sounds very edgy.” Sam chuckled lightly, showing a sense of pity in the naming sense.
”What do you mean? This is a grand technique for me. I will practice it until I can no longer practice it anymore.”
”Whatever, whatever. Just wait until I get a more beautifully named technique. I am sure you will understand what I mean.” Sam patted Michelle as if the other was condemned. She looked her in the eyes and felt pity. Of course this was half hearted pity, it was just the name of a technique after all.
It meant nothing, probably.
”Ah. Orange.” A book slammed into Sam's face, doing the exact same thing as Michelle's technique, quickly ingraining every detail into Sam's mind.
”Raging Muscle Hammer Technique.” Sam gave a deadpan expression, wishing to wake up from a terrible dream that she had just come into.
She felt so very annoyed.
”If only I could have gotten some technique names like 'Serene Blossom Sword Technique.'”
”Oooo… Serene Blossom Sword Technique.” Tyrone flexed his muscles with vigor as he celebrated his achievement of finding his perfect technique.
”I am the Serene Blossom Sword.” He gave a cool anime-like stance, staring into nowhere.
”First layer, Blossom Coat.” Suddenly a cloud of blossoms appeared from nothingness and wrapped itself around Tyrone.
”Second layer, Blossom Body.” The cloud disappeared and a figure of a beautiful a.d.u.l.t woman appeared from where Tyrone was standing.
”Third layer, Blossom Thrust.” He drew his sword and thrusted it at a wall, blowing a hole in it using his newly acquired blossom powers, sending a stream of blossoms to cut through.
”Tyrone has already practiced his technique to the third layer… he even got a technique which is obviously my greatest dream…” Sam sobbed in a corner as she beat the ground with her hands.
”Darkness Edge Sword Technique.” James announced.
”First layer, Darkness.”