Prestige Grinding : I Can Reset My Level

"His mana pool and regeneration are off the charts," one of the adventurers muttered. "It's like he's running dozens of skills at once without even breaking a sweat. How can it be possible"

The woman increased her speed further, adapting her strikes to the rhythm of his defenses.

Sora's [Mana Shield] continued to break under her relentless assault, but she noticed something incredible—every time the shield was down, he was still there, dodging with [Speed Surge], staying just out of reach. His sword strikes, amplified by [Amplify], cut through the air with terrifying precision.

"He's not just fast," one of the onlookers whispered. "Look at his strikes. Every single one of them is buffed, and not just a little. He's using [Amplify] on every swing. He's using the [Mana Amplifier] buffs and shield!!"

The woman pressed harder, her attacks becoming even more brutal. Her strikes began to land during the brief intervals when Sora's shield broke, and she was quick enough to injure him. Yet, with each wound, his [Titan Regeneration] kicked in, healing him as fast as it could.

Sora gritted his teeth, his body regenerating while his [Mana Shield] reformed around him. His Amplified sword strikes pushed her back, and his stamina showed no signs of faltering. The adventurers watching the fight were awestruck.

"This kid… he's not just holding his own. He's excelling in every aspect—speed, strength, defense, even his mana control. Where did he come from?" one adventurer asked, shaking his head.

"It's like he's mastered every single part of his skill kit," another muttered. "His shield is breaking and reforming nonstop, and his mana regeneration is making sure he never runs out of steam."

The woman, now fully engaged in the fight, began to push Sora to his absolute limits. She wasn't just testing him anymore—she was curious, even impressed, by his abilities. She cranked her power up to the peak of a Diamond adventurer, her attacks becoming faster and more dangerous. Sora, despite the increasing difficulty, held his ground.

His body was battered, covered in wounds, but he regenerated as fast as he was hurt. His [Titan Regeneration] worked tirelessly, healing broken bones and torn muscles. The woman's blade shattered his shield again and again, but Sora would not fall.

"He's still standing," one of the adventurers whispered, wide-eyed. "His endurance is insane. No diamond adventurer should be able to withstand that kind of pressure from Areva."

"Look at him," another pointed out, "he's using the most basic sword skills, but he's pushed them to such a high level, they're rivaling advanced sword techniques."

At that moment, the woman launched a particularly vicious strike, aiming to finally break through Sora's defenses. But just before her blade could land, one of the onlookers shouted.

"Areva!" the man called out. "He's passed the test! Are you trying to kill him?"

The woman halted mid-strike, her sword mere inches from Sora's chest. She blinked, realizing that she had lost track of the test. Looking down at Sora, who was barely standing, covered in blood and bruises, she sighed, lowering her weapon.

Sora's vision blurred, the adrenaline that had been driving him through the fight finally fading. He swayed on his feet, his breathing ragged, but he had done it. He had passed.

With a soft sigh, he collapsed, the exhaustion and strain finally overtaking him as he lost consciousness.

Areva sheathed her sword, staring at Sora' who was unconscious . "He's something else," she murmured, then turned to the group of adventurers. "Get him some help. He's earned that badge."

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Sora slowly regained consciousness to the sound of laughter and light teasing. His body ached, but it was the unfamiliar kind of pain—one that came overusing mana. The voices around him were casual, and it took a moment for his eyes to fully open.

"Areva, you went too hard on the poor kid," one of the adventurers teased, their voice light with amusement.

Another laughed. "What were you thinking? He was beyond his limits, but you just kept going! Trying to break him?"

Areva's voice cut through the chatter, slightly defensive but with a hint of humor. "He kept pushing, so I wanted to see how far he could go. You should have seen him from up close—no one that young should have such mana control or speed. It was like he had trained those skills for years. It was worth the extra push."

The adventurers chuckled again, but their tone softened when they noticed Sora stirring.

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Sora blinked, clearing the fog from his mind as he sat up. His body was still sore, but thanks to [Titan Regeneration], he felt surprisingly intact given the beating he had taken. His mana was replenished, and his thoughts were clear. The group of adventurers was still around him, chatting casually as if the intense fight that had nearly pushed him to his limits was just another day in the guild.

"You're alive after that?" one of the adventurers joked. "Guess you're tougher than you look."

Sora smiled weakly. "I guess so."

Areva, who had been sitting nearby, gave him an approving nod. "You did well. You're stronger than I thought. Most wouldn't have lasted against my full Diamond level strength, especially with the basic skills you showed."

One of the other adventurers stepped forward, holding a small metallic object in their hand. "I believe this is yours." He handed Sora a badge, gleaming with the unmistakable mark of the Diamond rank.