Chapter 4 - One Month Later (1/2)

One month later...

*Whoosh* *Fwoosh*

*Swish!!*

*Bang!!*

*Thud!!*

*Whoosh*

*Boom!!*

The sounds of an extended object being wielded vigorously and powerfully into the still air reverberating out, creating chaotic and turbulent wind within the 200 square meters training room.

Following that, the said long object, after being wielded forcefully, until almost creating a supersonic wave, hit thunderously head on another tangible, solid thing.

The actions kept on repeating in several patterns for more than 30 minutes until the sweating young man who had been brandishing, swinging, and flourishing a two meters 'long object' that he imagined as a 'spear'. Until he felt that he was too tired to continue making the various moves of spear skills. Thus, he decided to take a break for now.

*Huff* *Huff*

*Hahhh...*

'It sure is tiring to do these compacted training programs each day.' Jeremy exhaled tiringly and thought to himself.

In his past life, he practiced some spear skills and spear maneuvering techniques in his free time. And his expertise in spear was quite decent for him to use a spear to fight in close combat with a Champion of the warrior pathway in equal footing.

Actually, he would lose most of the time if the fight was prolonged.

He was a mage, after all.

In the end, his body and endurance were not strong enough to fight with those close-ranged combatants for long.

Still, he could reap some victories from them if the opponents were distracted or showed him or let out even the slightest bit of opening; Jeremy would strike at those weaknesses and took the win of that round to himself.

As for fighting with a Warlord whose rank was one whole realm above a Champion?

It could only be said that 'one shot, half dead'.

Jeremy couldn't even afford to physically fend off a single attack from a Warlord if they came too close to him and had an opportunity to strike him successfully.

That was, of course, if Jeremy didn't use any of his mana or spell to create some barriers and defensive measures against the said Warlord.

Usually, a Warlord couldn't even come close to him; Jeremy could obliterate them completely, leaving nothing behind from several kilometers away.

Taking a quick look at the notifications on his phone. He directly ignored all of the messages sent from his friends and relatives.

After seeing the time was almost 9:30 p.m. in the evening, it was time for him to shower and then do a regular meditation for 4 hours before sleep.

The now naked Jeremy within the bathroom looked nothing like him of the past one month ago.

Right now, his body and demeanor could only be implied and described as that of a professional Olympics athlete.

He looked very well-built in every part of his body with fined muscles together with no excess fat and also had those fined abs that would drown in the eyes of most MILF and young women out there.

After a quick shower, he dressed up into his sleeping uniform while looking at himself in the mirror.