Always here… training?!
When Keti announced this great news, Ximon and the others instantly became excited…
All of a sudden, even the thought of having to train after school didn’t feel so exhausting anymore!
No…
It couldn’t even be called exhausting now; it should be said it was extremely exhilarating!
Th-this… this kind of training ground that seemed tailor-made for elites, just looking at it made everyone feel that with just a day or two of training here, their strength would make a huge leap…
And if they could keep training here all the time, maybe, just maybe, they’d soar straight to the top!
Although these kids from noble families all liked to have fun, in certain respects, they still couldn’t compare to those students in the honors class, whether in background or talent.
So, if there was truly such a chance to become much stronger, students like Ximon and Kutar would definitely get serious!
After all… this kind of Training Ground was something they normally had no chance to access, no matter how wealthy their families were.
The environment at home just couldn’t match these facilities and conditions.
If they had a spacious training ground at home, that would already be good enough. Let alone these amazing-looking devices!
This was just awesome!
For this competition, maybe—just maybe—they really struck gold! Such a good opportunity must be seized!
Seeing how excited the students were, Keti couldn’t help but show a happy smile. Whew… It seemed she’d really been worrying too much before. As it turned out, this wasn’t so hard, was it?
There was no need for her to explain—because the school’s training hall would do the talking! Keti didn’t know exactly how much training here could improve a person’s strength, but…
All these professional magic devices looked intimidating enough!
“I booked Training Ground C. Let’s head over.”
With that, Keti led everyone toward Training Ground C. The Conservatory Fortress’s training grounds were divided into separate areas, and Training Ground C was mainly meant for building up the basics.
Passing through the Capsule Chamber’s doors, what greeted them were five separate small rooms, along with a Magic Core Control Device set in the center of the large room.
On top of the central device, five virtual scenes were clearly displayed—judging by the angles, they were the five independent small rooms.
Above each room was a clear sign. Judging by the shapes, everyone could tell at a glance that these five rooms corresponded to the five events of the Newcomer Competition.
No surprise there—after all, the events of the Newcomer Competition were the five abilities the Magic Academy valued most in nurturing students.
That’s why, in this foundational area, five different types of training rooms had been specially set up.
“Through the Central Core System in the middle, I’ll be able to observe what you’re doing in the training rooms. These rooms are all the most basic types, so we’ll take it step by step.”
“What you have to do tonight is simple: hit the targets, or be the target and get hit… ahem, to be specific, for the offense tests you’ll hit targets, for defense you’ll dodge attacks from the targets.”
Keti’s expression grew more serious. “It sounds simple, but… in reality, the actual competition isn’t much different from this. So… please take it seriously from the very start.”
“This training room comes with a Scoring Mechanism. I want all of you to score above the Scoring Threshold of 80 points tonight! That’s the only way to pass!”
“Ah~ So that means if I hit 80 points right away, I can come out early and spend the whole night snuggling with Ker?”
Layla, who had absolutely no sense of timing, clapped her hands out of nowhere, giggling as she said this. The silver-haired beauty instantly darkened, then shook her head on the spot.
“Denied. You have to train for the full time. If you think the challenge isn’t high enough, you can start at a higher difficulty—but for a regular Year One student, you should start at the lowest… I think? I mean, even I haven’t tried it before, ahem…”
Keti coughed lightly, then emphasized again, “Anyway, you all have to stay in there for three full hours! You can’t just cut your training short. Of course… if you get tired you can take a break, but I’ll be watching you the whole time!”
“Sigh~ Then what if I want to see Ker? That’s the whole reason I entered this competition, but now I have to leave Mama alone in a weird little room to be tortured. Ugh~ Does Ker like leaving people hanging on purpose?”
I can’t even understand what the jellyfish-haired big sister is saying anymore!
Keti wiped her sweat, then helplessly said, “I’ll come into your rooms to give you personal guidance. If you run into any problems, you can come find me directly.”
“Separate training and individual coaching—that’s the most efficient way I can think of for now. So, any objections?”
“No!”
“That’s fine…”
“I don’t think the equipment’s hard to use…”
“Let’s start, Ker! I can’t wait~”
With everyone answering in unison, the silver-haired beauty nodded, just about to begin—
Suddenly, an unpleasant voice sounded behind her.
“Well, it sure is lively in here. Hmph. If you’re all done chatting, hurry up and get lost, so you don’t hold up our Year One Class Three’s training.”
Uh… what?!
Keti turned around in confusion, only to see a burly man in sportswear leading five gorgeously dressed students inside.
The moment he entered, he rudely squeezed in next to Keti, knocking the silver-haired beauty aside.
“Out of the way, out of the way! What a nuisance. Heh, the school’s management is really getting sloppier—nowadays any random riffraff can wander into the Underground Training Hall.”
“Hah? Riffraff?”
Knocked aside, Keti clutched her shoulder and instantly shot a cold glare at the man. Still, she held back a little—for now… mainly because this burly uncle really was quite brawny…
But, what needed to be asked had to be asked! Wasn’t this guy being way too rude?
“Hey… who are you? Are you a Year One teacher too? What’s your deal? What do you mean by this?!”
“Me? Hmph… Little girl, didn’t I just say? I’m with Year One Class Three. Look at those kids behind me—do I look like I’m the same age as them?”
“They’re students, so I’m obviously the teacher. Can’t even figure that out… Sigh, kids these days are really—”
“I’m not a student, I’m a teacher too!”