Chapter 22: Back Flip
Upon reaching the structure, the instructor wasted no time. With a fluid motion, she leapt onto one of the poles, then began moving swiftly from one to the next, her strides precise and effortless, like a dancer gliding through choreography. Suddenly, a wooden arrow shot from within the structure.
Without hesitation, her shoulder twisted, her body flowing in a seamless motion as she stepped onto the next pole, evading the projectile with elegant precision.
More arrows rained down from the sides, but they posed no threat to her. She moved like a phantom, untethered by the chaos around her.
To her, the poles were no different from solid ground, each step executed with uncanny ease. Suddenly, as her foot touched one of the poles, it wobbled beneath her, destabilizing as though attempting to break her rhythm.
But she reacted instantly, springing off with practiced grace, landing lightly on the edge of another pole before leaping once more to the surface of the next. Arrows sliced through the air, each one missing her by mere inches, but never once touching her.
Massive wooden logs and beams followed in swift succession, but none found their mark. Within seconds, she emerged at the far end of the structure, untouched, unbothered.
She didn’t turn back to them. She simply vanished, disappearing from sight without a sound. No words were needed; the trainees, understanding the message with perfect clarity, immediately began their own movement training.
’This training focuses on movement and balance,’ Asher noted, his gaze fixed on a structure positioned off to the side as he began walking toward it.
His mind effortlessly replayed every motion the instructor had performed, as though each step, twist, and leap had been ingrained in his mind.
’The battle intuition granted by the Absolute Physique it’s absurdly overpowered.’ He mused inwardly.
Then, with a controlled motion, Asher leapt upward, landing firmly atop the first pole. He drew in a deep breath and slowly exhaled, steadying himself.