Chapter 22: Edge of the Tournament
The sun had long set, and the training grounds of Nalanda University were bathed in the soft light of lanterns. Aamir, exhausted but resolute, stood at the edge of the field, his breath slow and measured. His feet, once heavy with fatigue, now seemed to move with ease. The Garuda's Glide technique was becoming ingrained in him, and each practice felt more fluid, more instinctual.
However, despite his progress, Aamir knew that the path ahead was still long. Speed alone wouldn't be enough to ensure his victory in the coming challenges. He needed to refine his skills, learn to adapt, and be ready for whatever would come next.
In the days that followed, Aamir dedicated himself entirely to training. He spent hours each day refining his control over adrenaline energy, learning to manipulate it in ways that weren't limited to his speed alone. He had begun to experiment with amplifying his senses, using the energy to sharpen his vision, hearing, and reflexes. Each time he focused on a new aspect of his energy, it felt as if a door opened to a deeper level of mastery.
He had unlocked 75meridians and become an intermediate Master-ClassRank as an enargy controller But with every breakthrough came a new challenge.
Aamir could feel the subtle strain of pushing his limits, but he didn't relent. It wasn't just physical strength he sought; he needed something more. Something that would give him an edge when the time came to face the dangers of the world beyond Nalanda's walls.
Aamir's training one evening was interrupted by a sudden chill in the air. He turned to find Riya standing at the far side of the training field, a focused look on her face. With a flick of her wrist, she summoned a blast of ice magic, forming tiny shards that sparkled like diamonds in the moonlight.
She tossed them at Aamir, each shard sharp and deadly, aimed precisely to test his reflexes.
Without hesitation, Aamir activated the Garuda's Glide. His body moved with speed and precision, each step a blur as he darted and weaved, dodging the shards with grace. The wind whipped past him as he used the flow of adrenaline to heighten his awareness. He could feel the sharp edges of the ice slicing through the air just inches away from him, but his body moved like fluid, too fast for them to touch.
Just as he was about to perform another smooth dodge, a voice interrupted him.