Chapter 67 – Evidence of Growth
The other world is largely divided into the East Continent and the West Continent, and the mana management method used in the East Continent is called Qigong Technique here.
Chi in the East Continent is mana in the West Continent, but qigong and magic are distinctly different.
If qigong is for self-cultivation, then magic is more like a study to get closer to universal truth.
However, since the roots of the two are fundamentally the same, attempts to combine qigong and magic have been frequent since ancient times, and the first person to succeed was my teacher, Ms. Esmeralda, the tower master.
It was difficult to learn the magic arts that Master, who was said to have been a Murim person in his previous life, created by tracing his memory, but its power was truly incomparable.
His reputation was such that wizards from all over the kingdom flocked to him from all over the kingdom, wanting to learn his magic tricks.
However, her master rejected all of their requests, and she locked the door of the mage tower saying that she would never pass on her skills unless there was someone who caught her eye.
Decades of years have passed, and finally, a person who satisfies the demanding taste of Ms. Esmeralda, the founder of magic art, has come out…
That was me, the farmer’s son.
***
Footing.
This is the commonly referred to as the multiplication method.
Among the qigong techniques brought over from the East Continent, I did not expect that the Balaur would be able to handle Fa-kyung, a fairly advanced technique, with so much freedom.
Normally, martial arts are learned by the weak to fight against the strong, but a dragon with a strong body from birth probably doesn’t need to learn such tricks.
Anyway, after Ginger, a female vampire, fell on her stage, Gav laughed at her gyahahaha and told her to come back stronger and left the arena without looking back at her.
“Gav! Gav! Gav! Gav!”
Perhaps because of the splendid aerial battle he just showed, the crowd, whose enthusiasm has not yet disappeared, chant his name.
After Ginger, the challenger, was carried off the field on a stretcher, I reviewed the previous fight.
‘I didn’t use any mana.’
It’s a typical body type, and it’s also a fighting type.
He knew that the Demon Dragons were good at combat using their strong bodies, but he thought that was only true when he was his main body.
However, looking at it now, it seems that my liking for hand-to-hand combat is the same even when using the polymorph.
‘It’s really like a wizard’s natural enemy.’
If I had to insist, he was the same type as the Nick Irons I fought yesterday.
A solid body impervious to moderate attacks, strong resistance to magic, and close combat that did not give time to memorize spells.
I’d rather not know if my movements were sluggish like Nick Iron, but thanks to the ability to use wings, I was able to maneuver at high speed.
He is a difficult opponent in many ways.
As I was thinking about how to beat Gav, the audience around me was in an uproar as if it was already the turn of the next game.
“It’s Ozma-sama!”
“How can you! You look great today too!”
If Ginger, the vampire swordsman, was well-received by men and Gav, the heavenly demon dragon, was well-received by men and women of all ages, it was mostly female demons who supported Ozma.
There were also male fans, but apparently the number was in the minority.
Well, from the outside, Ozma looked like a clean-cut scion.
When you talk to her, you quickly realize that she is a woman, but most of the demons here have never met her in person, so it must be that her reaction is all the more so.
Ozma, clad in light leather armor, carried three swords at her waist.
And her opponent was the Minotaur, a monster with a bull’s head on a large muscular body.
The Minotaur, characterized by red fur, was over 3m tall and boasted truly overwhelming majesty.
If it was that big, it would probably be a good fight even with an ogre.
Eventually, when both sides were ready, the referee raised the flag above their heads.
“The match begins!”
And as the flag is lowered-
The Minotaur unexpectedly swung his Battle Ax.
Wedge!
A large ax blade that flies through the wind.
The Battle X, which was specially designed to be able to lift a 3m tall body, was over 4m long.
Considering the fact that the distance between the Minotaur and Ozma was only about 3 meters away at the beginning of the match, it is already well within range.
Kang!!
Fortunately, Ozma, who reacted instantaneously, blocked the Battle Ax’s blade with two half-drawn swords, but was pushed back all the way, probably because of lack of strength.
There doesn’t seem to be much damage, but off-field is also a disqualification.
Ozma, who had barely stopped at the end of the stage, looked at the minotaur who was provoking her as she snorted, and then turned her wrist and muttered:
“Isn’t it funny?”
Before long, her small body shot like a flashlight.
At the tip of Ozma’s sword, purple electricity was formed, and her aura was transformed to suit her own attributes.
From the preliminaries to the finals, she fully mastered the use of her magic in repeated battles and quickly reached the third rank.
Perhaps if she had been from the Magic Tower, she would have heard the voice of an unseen genius.
It is unprecedented for her to reach the third tier in just one month.
Of course, even before she got into her magic, she was used to handling mana as a sword expert, but even taking that into account, her growth rate is ridiculous.
Considering that it took me a year to reach the third tier, she shortened a year to a month.
Maybe sooner or later, I think I can get over the 4th level wall, and the question is whether I can go higher than that.
Even now, I know that it is a considerable level among sword experts, but if I hope, the continent’s first sword master and great mage might be born.
Surprised by the speed that far exceeded expectations, the Minotaur hurriedly swung his axe, but Ozma had already gone behind him.
“Uh uh uh uh!”
The Minotaur, startled by the sting she stabbed in her square, let out a scream of her pain.
But Ozma’s hands were unstoppable.
She pulled out her sword, which stabbed her in the shin as it was, and she used Ocean Calling, a magic of the third tier.
It’s literally a magic that summons seawater, that is, salt water, and puts it on the wound…
“Kuk.”
I closed my eyes tightly involuntarily at the horrific scene unfolding in front of my eyes.
Making cuts and pouring salt water over them?
What kind of cruel torture is this?
As the Minotaur rolled across the arena in indescribable pain, Ozma, who avoided all of them with light movements, collided with his twin swords.
Parts side!
Then, the electrodes come into contact with each other and emit blue electricity.
Ozma picked it up, approached the minotaur rolling across her floor, and plugged it in without hesitation.
Pajijijijik!
Then, like a frog in a laboratory, the Minotaur bites a dog bubble and has seizures.
He can only escape from this pain by declaring surrender, but he has no choice but to suffer because of the contradiction that he cannot express himself because his body is paralyzed due to electric shock.
The Minotaur, who was sentenced to electric torture for a trick, was finally able to get off the stage only after his eyes were rolled over and passed out.
“Block C contestant! Minota loses! Therefore, the winner is Block D’s Ozma Zoroaster!”
“Hmph. It’s nothing.”
Ozma muttered that and snorted at him, then waved his hand leisurely when his eyes met his eyes as I was watching from the stands.
… I may have made mankind’s greatest enemy with my own hands.
Good job Kim Ozma. Crush the human kingdom with your own hands.
***
After all the matches scheduled for today were over, all the qualifiers for the semifinals were decided.
Adolf from Block A, Me from Block B, Gav from Block C, and Ozma from Block D.
In this way, a total of four participants will compete in the final match tomorrow.
Ozma confidently asks to meet her tomorrow at the finals, and she goes into her room first.
He seemed very excited about finally being able to fight Gav, who was like his fateful rival tomorrow.
Anyway, if she really defeated Gav, it was certain that she would face me, so I told her to cheer up.
Then Ozma said that if she wins against Gav tomorrow, she has something she really wants to say.
I tried to stop it, but I couldn’t give you any advice because I just said what I wanted to say and went into it.
… Are you okay?
After parting ways with Ozma, she was eating dinner and resting in her room when she suddenly heard a knock.
I opened the door, wondering what was going on, and it was Camilla standing in front of the door.
“What’s the matter?”
Then Camilla lifted her basket, which she was holding with both hands.
“I heard that tomorrow is the final, so I brought you a drink to cheer you up.”
I looked at Camilla’s calm face and the wine in her basket, then opened the door with a small sigh.
“You’re not going to eat much?”
