The Undying Immortal System

At the beginning of the next week, I was pulled into a private training room by Master Tan.

“You technically have a choice of which profession you wish to pursue. However, as you’ve already shown that you wish to become a formation specialist, we will skip some of the formalities.”

When did I do that? Wait, were we not starting with combat today? I was surprised, but spending time on formations instead of getting beat up was appealing.

“Are you ready?” I saw a look of eagerness in her eyes. Was she as happy to not be doing combat as I was?

“Yes,” I nodded.

Master Tan reached into a small storage bag on her hip, took out a small stone, and threw it at me.

I reached out to catch it, but when it was within an arm’s length of me, it exploded, sending a blast of qi directly at my chest.

I tried to react, but I was already too late. The wave of energy hit me and sent me sprawling.

“What are you doing?” Master Tan’s face was a mask of anger.