I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God

The harsh winds, heavy rain, thunder, and lightning all disappeared as if washed away.

Only the fact that I was still drenched proved it hadn’t been a hallucination.

Is this the ground?

I couldn’t tell.

I couldn’t tell whether I had succeeded or failed.

While observing the lightning storm, I’d been so focused that I’d lost track of time. I had no idea whether the 100 days had passed...

I could ask FAD, but I saw no sign of it when I looked around.

Clang, clang, clang...

I suddenly heard a peculiar sound, of metal hitting metal.