Chapter 202 - evolutional tree (1/2)

With a clang, the iron bars of the holding cell were opened by the teachers. In a long Victorian dress, she looked like a queen. Her cold gaze passed through the bars and fell on Zero, who was in the holding cell. He was lying flat on the ground, his gaze focused on the ceiling. The only indication that he was not a corpse was the rise and fall of his chest.

For the next twelve hours, since he had been caught in the tavern, he had been given a few hard repairs to Instructor Caelio. There was no doubt that he was very skilled at beating people up. His punches and kicks landed on the inconsequential parts of Zero's body, but every hit caused him to feel an incomparable pain. It was as if Carrion's techniques had bypassed the defense of his ability and muscles and truly affected his nerves. As a result, there were only a few of them, and Zero was on the verge of collapsing.

The fact that he could now lie like a vegetable surprised him.

However, after being tormented by Kalio a few times, he now had a whole new understanding of how to use his strength. Not knowing whether it was due to some skill or method, he could use his power, or even call it energy, between dispersing and concentrating. This allowed him to bypass most of the defenses and directly affect the target's body with every punch, kick, and kick.

Zero believed that Caelio's ”lesson” was only a small part of his total strength. It was conceivable how much damage he would cause when he went all out.

However, unlike most people with such abilities, he did not pursue the power of destruction on the surface. He was more focused on internal destruction, as far as killing a person was concerned. Using luxurious attacks to kill the target while destroying the large area of the physical environment wasn't much different from directly killing the target with a single punch.

Carío's skill in energy conservation and efficiency is more outstanding, but also has a vaguely enlightening effect on zero.

Zero's thoughts were completely immersed in recalling the scenes of Carrion's punches and kicks. He used his far superior memory to record the entirety of his movements, and at this moment, he slowly replayed them. By observing the changes in his muscles during the attack, as well as the angle and landing point of the attack, Zero was constantly analyzing his skills. In this way, Zero had learned a little, but the skill he had imitated was at most twenty to thirty percent of Callio's power.

”Get up if you're not dead, if you still want to attend class.”

The cold voice of Valkyrie broke through Zero's thoughts, and his eyes began to focus. Numerous signals are transmitted through the brain to all parts of the body, when the nerve is not the end of the signal to return back to the brain. Although this process didn't even take a second, it felt strangely long.

But in fact, in Valkyrie's eyes, Zero jumped at her words. However, his face suddenly changed slightly. His body trembled slightly, but in the blink of an eye, he returned to normal. It was an aftereffect of being taught a lesson by Carrion, but in general, zero was fine.

Valkyrie turned and walked away, and the teacher who opened the door made no attempt to stop him, so he passed through the thin door. The holding room was located behind the instructor's office, with only an iron fence separating the punished soldiers from the outside world. As far as Zero was concerned, as long as he wanted to leave, the fence would not hold him back at all. Therefore, the iron bars were more meaningful than they actually were. Of course, it was easy to leave, but one had to consider how to withstand Callio's anger.

That definitely wasn't as simple as just punching him a few times.