Chapter 21: Jackpot!
Gazing upon the two items before me, a sense of anticipation and eagerness washed over me. The first item, a cryptic skill book, held its secrets tightly within its pages, an enigmatic reservoir of knowledge and power. However, assessing its rarity and potential abilities remained a mystery, a puzzle I could only solve with the assistance of the scanner I had wisely acquired.
On the right side lay the coveted treasure I had been seeking – the Crimson Fist Martial Arts book. in my novel hank was supposed to get this in late chapters, but i stole it, i hope it wont change too many things. Its name resonated with a captivating aura of strength and prowess, truly embodying the essence of hand-to-hand combat. This martial arts manual promised a transformative journey, a path towards increased might and unparalleled swiftness. Its legendary rank designation indicated its exceptional rarity and value, with potential resale prospects of an astounding 4,000,000 nions – an alluring prospect indeed.
Yet, the appeal of profiting from this valuable artifact was overshadowed by the complexities it would entail. Dealing with inquiries about its origin and acquisition, potential attention from authorities, and the watchful eyes of various factions seeking ownership would be burdensome and potentially dangerous. I weighed these concerns carefully, realizing that my newfound abilities would make me a target in various ways.
Turning my attention to the Crimson Fist Martial Arts book, I opened its pages and it vanished from my hands, its essence etching itself directly into my consciousness. The techniques and styles it contained were now imprinted in my memory, an exhilarating potential awaiting my dedication and practice. From the basics of kickboxing, boxing, judo, and karate to more intricate disciplines like taekwondo, jiu-jitsu, Brazilian jiu-jitsu, and even the fluid movements of capoeira, the breadth of knowledge was staggering. This was only the starting point; as my mastery of the Crimson Fist grew, the array of skills and techniques available to me would expand exponentially. The challenge now lay in translating this mental understanding into physical execution, a journey I was ready to embark upon with unwavering determination.
With the Crimson Fist Martial Arts book absorbed into my very being, I turned my focus to the mysterious skill book that had piqued my curiosity. Retrieving my scanner, I prepared to unravel the secrets contained within its enigmatic pages. Little did I know that what awaited me would defy all expectations and push the boundaries of possibility.
"Etherveil Sentinels: Embodiments of Vigilance"
Status: Passive
Rank: Mythical
"what the actual fuck," I exclaimed under my breath, utterly bewildered by the revelation before me. Without wasting any time, I eagerly delved into the contents of the skill book, my heart racing with anticipation. The potential this newfound skill held was beyond my wildest imagination, and I was determined to unravel its mysteries.
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Astral Profile
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Name: Cian Eldwood
Age: 18
Rank limit: B-
Nexus Affinity: Ether Glow ★★★☆☆{13.4% left to evolve}
Nexus Affinity Mastery: F-
Nexus Affinity Abilities:
-Mesmerize (Active): When employed, the "Mesmerize" ability enhances the user's beauty and can momentarily distract opponents for 1-5 seconds, based on their mental resilience. It activates automatically when facing serious danger, diverting attention away from the threat mana cost: 5
-body coating (active): This ability envelops the user's body in white flames, leading to improved regenerative capabilities and elevating their defense by one minor tier) duration: until mana runs out. mana cost: 0.25 every second
Overall Rank: F+
Strength: F
Defense: G+
Stamina: F+
Endurance: F-
Agility: F-
Intellingence: ???
Charm: E-
Mana Power: E
Mana Control: F-
Mana Capacity: E
Bloodline Abilities: {locked}
Soulbound Abilities: none
Skills:
"Etherveil Sentinels: Embodiments of Vigilance"
Status: Passive
Rank: Mythical
Description: The Etherveil Sentinels are ethereal guardians that incessantly shield the user during combat. These intangible spirits possess the power to manipulate the terrain, shaping it to your advantage. They can transform the opponent's foothold into treacherous quicksand or summon towering vines to ensnare adversaries. Additionally, these unseen entities can be directed to safeguard others, but vigilance is paramount – protecting more than three individuals will gradually drain your mana. The intensity of this mana consumption escalates in proportion to the number of those under protection, ensuring that the guardians' watchful defense demands a careful balance of power. the power of protection depends on your mana power stat
Martial arts: {locked} (grows with you and helps you with your training)
Silent god of white energy (can be changed) {can be only used when you are in guaranteed lethal situation}
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The realization of the skill's potential was like a lightning bolt of astonishment, causing me to involuntarily mutter "what the actual fuck" in sheer amazement. It was as if I had stumbled upon a hidden treasure trove of power. The surging excitement within me propelled me to eagerly plunge into the depths of the skill book's contents. My determination was unwavering – I was on a mission to unravel the intricate layers of this newfound ability and grasp its capabilities to the fullest.
The potential for stealthy surprise attacks that this skill offered was crystal clear, presenting a tantalizing opportunity to turn the tides of battles in ways previously unimagined. I could practically visualize the shock and disarray it could sow among adversaries. The battlefield, once a ground for brute force clashes, now bore the promise of cunning psychological warfare.
As I continued poring over the skill book, my thoughts naturally gravitated towards the Etherveil Sentinels, the current occupants of the E rank power level. With this new skill at my disposal, I foresaw the potential to significantly bolster my combat prowess. The journey I undertook to attain the crimson fist was proving to be a decision of immense value, yielding not just practical abilities but also precious insights and resources.
The recollection of the time loop experience sent a shiver down my spine, a ghostly reminder of the terror I had endured. The notion of being trapped in an unending cycle of torment was enough to make my skin crawl. It was a memory I desperately wanted to suppress, locking it away in the darkest recesses of my mind. I glanced at my mobile phone, realizing that a mere half an hour had elapsed since I ventured into the dungeon. "Ample time to experiment with this skill," I mused to myself.
Contemplating how to best test this newfound ability, a mischievous grin tugged at the corners of my lips. The bustling market district beckoned – a perfect playground for my experiments. My target was a man who had been rudely berating a fish vendor. Internally channeling the power of the skill, I silently commanded it to manipulate the ground he was standing on without detection. To my satisfaction, the man stumbled and crashed, much to the amusement of the surrounding crowd.
My amusement only grew as I targeted another individual, someone whose inconsiderate behavior had made them a fitting subject for my tests. Each stumble I orchestrated led to a growing sense of embarrassment, and the laughter of the bystanders was music to my ears. It was a liberating experience, a chance to unwind and enjoy the simpler pleasures after enduring the recent ordeals. In the midst of chaos and danger, I had almost forgotten what it was like to relish the joy of being human.
With my playful detour complete, my steps led me to the magical train station. Amidst the crowd, my gaze was drawn to a captivating figure – a girl with raven-dark hair and mesmerizing yellow eyes. An overwhelming sense of awe enveloped me as I silently admired her beauty. In the recesses of my memory, In my novel i recalled her pivotal role in aiding Kean during a battle against an S+ ranked monster. In the present, she wore an appearance-altering mask, an attempt to obscure her identity. However, my mana-enhanced senses allowed me to perceive the subtle disguise.
Exercising discretion, I moved past her and secured a seat on the train. The journey back to my dormitory was accompanied by thoughts of the newly acquired skill and its implications for future battles. Upon returning, a refreshing shower rejuvenated my senses, washing away the sweat and grime of the day. The tantalizing aroma of a well-prepared steak beckoned, and I savored each mouthful as I indulged in a hearty meal.
But my hunger for growth and mastery was insatiable. i immediately went to the training room,. The Tankman challenge awaited me, now advanced to level 2. My determination burned with an intensity that matched the blazing flames of my spirit. Every punch, every movement, was fueled by an unyielding resolve to conquer this challenge and emerge stronger than ever before.
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