2026-04-24 15:16:05“Earth Fist.”
Rocks gathered Flint's hands as he turned around.
His reflexes came through just in time, and a heavy force slammed into him.
He was pushed back, even though he had blocked the move.
Raising his head, Flint realised she had not used any magic spell. It was Jolene.
“How is this guy able to use two elements? He used Fire at first, now earth?”
Someone whispered.
“Any mage can use more than one element as long as they have the affinity for it.”
“But that guy has no mana fluctuations.” Someone frowned.
“Maybe he's hiding it.”
Flint ignored the whispers, his breath coming out harshly.
“You didn't use any spell?” He gave a half smile at Jolene.
Had she wrapped her fist in pure mana just to hit him?
“I don't need a spell to win you.” Jolene narrowed a gaze.
She didn't have a good expression of Flint. He was acting arrogant and she didn't like it.
“I'm still standing, Peasant. Don't think hiding your mana powers would make you win. That's just a low move. But I expected it from someone of your filthy blood.” Bale said from the other corner with a smile, cleaning the blood on his lips.
Flint narrowed his gaze. He had thought his move was clean enough to bring Bale down.
“You won't be standing for long.” Flint smiled back.
He had to now face a level S-Mage, and an A-level mage.
Hearing the taunt, Bale sneered.
And he moved again, but Flint was faster.
With infinite mana, casting time was basically non-existent for Flint.
The match was already decided.
“Fire ball.” Flint said, and he ran forward, heading for Jolene with the Earth Fist around his arms.
Casting two magic spells at the same time was already magnificent.
But Flint was controlling each of his spells spectacularly.
The Fireballs were heading straight to Bale, who was doing his best to dodge them.
Meanwhile Flint fought Jolene hand to hand.
The immense amount of fireballs drove Bale to a corner.
Unknown to Bale, the corner was where Flint and Jolene were throwing blows.
Flint quickly twisted his body, and escaped from Jolene's onslaught.
Bale was about to destroy another fire ball when he felt his legs lock in one place.
Kaelen shot up at the second he recognised the use of his Golden lock spell.
There was denying it.
Bale was unaware of what went wrong, and before he could think.
A rock hard fist headed straight for his head.
“Say your prayers, rich boy.” Flint's voice appeared in Bale's head like a deadly curse.
The impact was bone crunching, and Bale crashed backwards, his body creating a hole through one of the pillars.
He was unconscious.
Flint turned around, and gave a slight smirk.
“I surrender.”
He said, and the rocks dropped down from his fists.
But it was too late, Jolene had gone in for the punch, and her fist connected with his stomach.
Flint was pushed back, and he kneeled over, blood seeping from his mouth.
He raised his gaze upwards, ignoring Jolene.
“Head Instructor Kaelen. I surrender.”
Kaelen had been distracted, but then he suddenly focused on the match.
Reappearing at the center of the stage, he raised his hands.
“Jolene wins and she's now the class head. She would be assisted by Flint.”
The class was silent.
Their reaction was inevitable as they had just witnessed the impossible.
Although Flint had put up a very good fight, the class hated him even more.
They all felt deceived, after knowing he was stronger than most of them.
It was only in their prideful nature as nobles of the highest order. They didn't want to give such a peasant the benefit of a doubt.
Flint couldn't care less about the aftermath.
He clutched his stomach and limped forward.
“This body is a weakness.” He spat out blood, and was about to leave the stage when someone stopped him.
The person had light blue coloured hair, and had beautifully crafted silver wear.
“You'd need this.” He said, placing a small glass bottle in Flint's hand.
Flint slightly nodded. He had over exerted his body, and every part ached him.
“System, what's in this bottle?”
Flint said as soon as he reached his room.
[Identification: Healing Potion Level 3]
Seeing the notification, Flint drank the full bottle.
A refreshing feeling filled his entire body, and the heat he was feeling seemed to evaporate.
“I don't think I have seen that guy before.” Flint thought back to the person who had given him the potion.
Then a chuckle escaped his lips.
“There's no way I can save this world with such a weak body.”
He got down on the floor, and began to do some work outs.
Fifty pushups.
His muscles felt like they wanted to tear, but Flint was far more mentally developed because of his experience in his previous life.
Fifty Situps. Fifty Squats.
After double repetition of these exercises, Flint laid on his bed breathless.
Then a screen flashed in front of him.
[Information Unlocked: 1900 DAYS TILL WORLD DESTRUCTION.]
Flint sat up instantly.
“1900 days?” He said, falling into a deep thought.
He dug his finger into his hair, “Can I be strong enough to stop the world's destruction in 1900 days?”
It sounded impossible.
The destruction was going a lot faster than his previous worlds.
“There's also no way for me to know what's coming.” Flint groaned.
The sense of weakness surrounded him and then he realised something.
“I have to do something different. Through my hundred lives, I have battles alone. This time, I can't do it alone.” He thought o
ut loud.
“There’s so much in this world. I should be able to find powerful allies.”
Flint thought to himself but the overwhelming sense of dread didn't leave him.
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