Training [2]

"What just happened" Ren, still processing the unexpected display of prowess, took a moment to gather himself

Just as they resumed their positions on the mats, the instructor, sensing the need to redirect their focus, clapped his hands to gather their attention. "Alright, everyone, let's continue. we're now delving into the basics of kicking."

Demonstrating proper form, the instructor began, "Start with the basic front kick. Lift your knee up, extend your leg forward, making contact with the ball of your foot. Focus on balance and control." the instructor executed a series of precise front kicks, emphasizing the importance of fluid motion and maintaining equilibrium.

As the instructor began explaining the mechanics of various kicks. Ren found himself torn between the lesson at hand and the lingering contemplation of the inexplicable enlightenment he had experienced moments ago.

"Focus on the technique. It's all about balance and control," the instructor emphasized, oblivious to the internal struggle within Ren.

"Now, let's move on to the roundhouse kick. Pivot on the supporting foot, swing the leg in a circular motion, and strike with the top of your foot. Remember, it's not just about power but also about technique," the instructor explained, showcasing the mechanics of the roundhouse kick.

Ren shook his head and a smile slowly appeared on his lips. 'I should check on this later, but man that was fucking cool, its like I'm already a Martial Arts master when doing those punching,' he thought.

Attempting to anchor his thoughts in the present, Ren listened intently to the instructions on kicking.

The teenagers absorbed the instructions, as Ren followed along with the motions. As they practiced, the instructor circulated among the students, offering guidance and adjustments to refine their techniques.

The atmosphere in the Martial Arts room resonated with the sounds of controlled kicks and focused determination as the instructor continued to impart valuable lessons on martial arts fundamentals.

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After finishing his training Ren proceed to go to the Superpower training room

Entering the Superpower training room, Ren encountered a man who introduced himself as Mr. Hanz, the instructor assigned to guide him through a specialized regimen designed by the scientists. Together, they moved into a room filled with high platforms and pristine white walls.

"Well then shall we start," Mr. Hanz said with a nod.

Ren nodded in return, eager to delve into the training.

"Then we shall start with your wall crawling ability, try to crawl onto the walls and go to that platform." Mr. Hanz instructed as he pointed at a high platform in thr room.

Ren took a deep breath and tried to crawl onto the wall.

As he clumsily began to crawl up the wall, Mr. Hanz observed his movements with a discerning eye. The instructor could see the potential within Ren but recognized the need for refinement.

"Relax your body, my friend. Don't let nervousness impede your progress," Mr. Hanz advised and emphasized the importance of relaxation to navigate the walls with ease, dispelling any nervousness that might hinder his performance.

Taking a moment to absorb the guidance, Ren closed his eyes, focusing on calming his mind. With newfound composure, he willed his body to unstick from the wall. To his delight, it worked seamlessly. Excitement bubbling within him, he repeated the process a few times, each attempt smoother than the last.

"Haha~ "

A joyous laugh escaped Ren as he realized the newfound ease with which he could stick and unstick to the walls. Embracing the exhilaration, he accelerated his climb, navigating the vertical surface with increasing proficiency. Mr. Hanz observed the transformation with satisfaction, recognizing the growth and mastery taking root in the young man's abilities.

Crawling up to the high platform, the young man reached the designated spot where Mr. Hanz instructed him to utilize his organic web for swinging practice.

With a determined focus, Ren raised his hand, shooting a web that anchored itself to the ceiling. He took a moment to gather his resolve before making a daring leap from the platform, the organic web extending and supporting him mid-air.

"Wohoo!!.. this is awesome!!"

Swinging with a mixture of trepidation and exhilaration, Ren traversed the room. Nervousness mingled with excitement as Ren released another web with his free hand, repeating the process with each swing using his organic web to swing from platform to platform. Ren gradually became more adept at controlling the swinging motion.

The room echoed with the sound of web-shooting and the whoosh of Ren navigating the air, embracing the challenge and thrill of using his newfound abilities. With each swing, he gained confidence, blending agility and control into a mesmerizing display of acrobatics high above the floor

"Hahaha.. this is fucking cool!!"

Shouts of happiness echoed in the room as Ren reveled in the newfound thrill of swinging. The fear that initially gripped him transformed into excitement, and he eagerly swung from platform to platform.

After a series of exhilarating swings, Mr. Hanz encouraged the young man to explore the capabilities of his web further. "Now, let's see how much silk you can produce. Test your limitations and focus on making it more durable," the instructor instructed.

With renewed determination, Ren concentrated on producing more webbing, eager to push his abilities to the limit. The room became a canvas for experimentation, and with each attempt, he gained a better understanding of the extent of his powers.

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'Haaah.. I'm tired' Ren thought.

After a rigorous training session, he headed to the cafeteria for a replenishing meal, the nutritious food refueling his spent energy. Weary but satisfied, Ren made his way to his room. The fatigue weighed heavily on him as he slumped onto the bed. Consciousness waned, and his eyelids drooped, succumbing to the embrace of rest after a day of relentless training.

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Time skip~

Two weeks

After a dedicated week of relentless training within the supers facility, Ren emerged with a newfound mastery over his enhanced powers. The once-clumsy attempts at web-slinging had transformed into a seamless dance, organic webs shooting with precision and control.

Inside the-martial-art training room, Ren faced a barrage of tennis ball projectiles hurtling toward him from all angles.

Thud*

The rhythmic thuds echoed through the spacious chamber as he moved with an uncanny grace, avoiding each projectile with calculated precision.

Swish~

With a fluidity born of intensive training, Ren utilized his talons to expertly slice through the projectiles.

Slice~

His movements were a mesmerizing dance of reflexes and finesse. As tennis balls soared towards him, Ren's four spider legs extended with a metallic grace. Like agile appendages, they intercepted and deflected the incoming projectiles with impeccable timing.

Bang*

Acting as both a defensive and offensive mechanism, the appendages deftly intercepted some of the oncoming projectiles. With a quick twist and spin, he sent the repelled tennis balls back toward the launching mechanism.

Slicing through the air, Ren weaved effortlessly between the tennis balls. His super senses provided an anticipatory edge, allowing him to predict the trajectory of each projectile before it even left the launcher. The combination of talon strikes and spider legs' deflections created a dynamic defense, rendering him nearly untouchable.

The rhythmic sound of slicing and deflecting echoed through the training room, a testament to the seamless integration of his martial skills and augmented abilities. Ren moved with a confidence that only came from days of relentless training, the room itself becoming an arena where his powers were honed to perfection.

Thud*

As the final tennis ball met its end at the swipe of his talons, Ren stood amidst the scattered remains, signaling the end of his practice. A symbol of his mastery over the challenges presented.

"Haah... "

With a satisfied breath, he turned toward a neatly folded towel placed on the side. As he approached, he snatched the towel and wiped away the sweat that had accumulated during the rigorous training session, feeling the exhaustion and satisfaction of a productive session. The room, filled with the echo of his exertion, gradually fell silent.

Exiting the advanced training room, Ren felt a wave of accomplishment wash over him. The door slid shut behind him, and he found himself face to face with Tom and Karen, his friends who had become familiar faces in this facility. Their camaraderie had grown over the past two weeks, forged through shared training sessions and the unique challenges of mastering their powers.

Tom, with his ability to discharge and control electricity, crackled with a subtle energy. Karen, on the other hand, possessed the intriguing power to create void portals, a skill that had fascinated Ace since their first encounter.

Tom, with a mischievous grin, asked, "Done with the superhero training, Mr. Spider?" tossing a water bottle in the air.

With a casual yet precise motion, Ren caught the bottle, swiftly unscrewing the cap. Taking a refreshing sip, he replied, "Yeah, finished for the day. And how about you. Mr. He-Lectrix? Any shocking developments in your powers?"

Tom shot a bolt of electricity between his hands, a controlled display of his electrifying abilities. "Still shocking as ever!"

Karen, standing nearby, couldn't help but join the banter. "Well, at least none of you can beat the convenience of my portals. Instant travel, anyone?"

Ren grinned then asked "What brings you guys here?"

Karen answered "Mr. Dicker is waiting for you in his office. He said that he got the results that you wanted to know."

Ren raised an eyebrow, a mix of surprise and anticipation. "Mr. Rick? Well I'll better not keep him waiting then."

"See ya" Ren said as he waved at the two as he proceed to walk to the office.