You want to do what?

Having met everyone, and with Haze explaining each and every device and its usage in the hall. As well as helping Flint, in trying them out. There were a lot of devices that hadn't been made yet in Flint's time and as such he found every single thing he didn't know of, interesting.

"And now you've met everyone who's here at the moment. It's been an hour, but that guy still hasn't come."

Just as he said that, a loud sound appears and a middle-aged man came into the hall. As he appeared in the hall, the whole place started smelling of alcohol, the smell was putrid. But it seemed like nobody even felt it, no one had turned even an eyebrow at it. The man was unshaven, reeked of alcohol, looked dirty from head to toe and yet you could sense something about him, he stood straight and powerful like a hundred year old oak.

"Well, speak of the devil and he comes. That's Milo, the person who'd teach you what you wanted if you can make him that is... He's a hardy bugger, that he is."

Flint looked at Milo and was mind-boggled. After what he looked at Haze with the same face and looked at Milo again. The reaction made Haze laugh to the point of rolling on the floor, which he actually started doing after a few moment without holding back his laughter. Milo heard the laughter and looked in that direction.

As Milo saw how Haze was rolling on the ground, he smiled and came up to their location and kicked Haze in the side. This made Haze cough and curl up from pain, though he still was laughing even the pain.

"What are you laughing at, eh Haze? Looks like I haven't beaten you in a long time, should I do it for old time's sake?"

"Cough cough. There's no need for that, it's just we have new blood and his choices of study pointed at you as the best option. Just now as you came in and he saw you, his reaction was pure gold, I just couldn't hold back." As Haze said that, he looked at Milo and then at Flint. He started laughing again.

Milo couldn't stand it and started kicking him again, this instance repeated itself three times, in the end Haze calmed down and explained everything clearly to Milo. After hearing everything, Milo looked at Flint.

"So... You're the kid? Okay, lets go to the virtual training grounds. I'll test you in there and see if you're worth training." As he said that, he placed his arm on Flint's shoulders and brought him to the virtual machine. "Hey, don't make that face. Do I really smell that bad?"

Flint couldn't stand the smell, and it was written all over his face. After hearing Milo's question, he without thinking it through answered honestly.

"Yes."

"Ah, you little... Whatever, I'll teach you in the simulation how to talk with your elders."

As they went into virtual space both had appeared in front of each other, and Milo asked.

"Have you trained or learned any martial arts?"

"No, but I have read some in books and seen in movies. So I guess I have studied, but not learnt any?"

"So, no experience. But I won't be holding back or I won't be able to measure your strength."

"Not having that smell around, is already you holding back on me." laughed Flint.

"You little shit... Well, now I'm definitely not holding back on you."

Flint still had experience in martial arts from his past life, but he didn't want to give it away, as he did reincarnate after all. But although he didn't want to show off and actually wanted to live a new life, some things just don't go by the plan. As you say, old habbits die hard.

"Ah also, forgot to tell you. I set our strength on the same level and what will settle it is pure skill. Good luck!"

As Milo said that, he rushed Flint and tried to punch him in the face.

The attack came suddenly, right as Milo was in the middle of his sentence. Because Flint didn't think it would start out that way, he reacted purely on instinct and his past life's experience. He dodged without thinking.

Milo looked at Flint in disbelief, he didn't hold back, far from it. He did everything to hide his charge, to the point of going for a surprise attack. Usually that'd be enough to at least land a punch even on an experienced fighter, all the more so on a kid with nothing of the sorts.

"Well, well... Didn't you say that you hadn't learned any martial arts or had any training?"

"I honestly haven't. You saw how frail I look, didn't you? My parents are both researchers, who would train a ten year old to fight in such a household?"

"I guess? Well, don't think badly of me."

As he said that, Milo punched at Flint again. This time the punch was faster, without any tricks to slow it's speed down. Flint dodged again, though this time he saw it coming. From the side, it looked like a dance of the two. One dodging, with the other trying to catch him. This kept repeating itself for around five minutes, hundreds of punches were thrown. Because this was a simulation and not a fight with their real bodies. They didn't tire out physically only mentally, but even then as one had been someone who'd created magic martial art combat and the other was a reincarnated person with more than forty years of experience behind his past life, their mental endurance was pretty high and it would take a long time before any of them would make a mistake. This continued for quite a while, until Milo backed up.

"Really kid... Will you ever tire out, make a mistake or even try to counterattack? This is getting us nowhere."

"Well, old man. You didn't say that I have to win, land a punch or, even on that matter, get hit."

"Fuck you, how can I judge your strength if you don't even try... Most kids your age, would try to show off their skill and attack."

"Same to you, you old fuck. If you don't even try giving me an opening, how do you want me to attack you."

"Okay okay, you passed, I'll teach you what you want. Just answer me this question, why do you want to study magic martial arts?"

"I guess it won't hurt to tell you, sorry excuse for an adult. I want to fuse science and magic, since you were able to fuse martial arts and magic, I want to steal your experience in doing that."

Milo looked at Flint with an open mouth, not knowing what to think.

"You want to do what?"

Flint looked at Milo's face and laughed, now he knew how a stumped person looked and understood why Haze was laughing for so long after seeing that expression.