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Kai Lane: Beginning

Feelings... "Why.... Me?" "I just wanted to live a normal life. I never imagined that emotions would have such different powers. I used to think about how I'd get higher on exams. How could I live a more relaxed life? Will ı be able to marry a beautiful and kind woman? Now... life is so different now... I'd love to watch the sun set forever, but how can I do that? The hunters will always be after me. " "I'm Kai Lane! I don't care about the rules of this new world! I'll live as I please! And I'm not gonna let anyone hurt me or my friends on this road! " Levels in the book Yellow lightning Blue Lightning Green lightning Orange Lightning Red lightning Purple lightning Each week, two episodes are released on Tuesdays and Fridays

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Chapter 62: Gray (2)

People didn't understand what had happened. Even though no one understood what had happened, they thought they shouldn't question it and disappeared. Quentin left with Clara and Elena as everyone else went out. Kronos and Fury left without waiting for anyone. When they saw Kai's power, they realised that they had to get stronger.

In fact, everyone who entered the arena today thought so. Everyone felt pathetic when they saw Kai's power. Some of them were in a position to die with just his aura. They were ashamed of themselves. There was a crackling sound coming from all around the arena. This wasn't the sound that came after jumping through the ranks. This was the sound that came from his bones when he clenched his fist.

Kai's progress had undoubtedly caused the academy to have great ambition. Of course, there were limits to their will and development, but they would do their best.

"I-I'll never be such a loser again. Wait for me, World Tournament!!!"

"I'm definitely not going to fall behind anyone. I'm going to get to the Blue Lightning and survive the World Tournament."

"There are three months. In 3 months, I have to jump as many ranks as they do. They may be great geniuses. But I will work. I will work like crazy and I will be much stronger."

"Even though I was in the 3rd grade, that boy was much stronger than me. This is unacceptable. I have to go and study right now."

"Exactly, exactly, I have to go and study right now."

The desire to get stronger was all around everyone. They wanted to go home and study before each other. The doors had been smashed to pieces when they couldn't withstand all the people trying to get out, but even that hadn't stopped them. It hadn't even been five minutes since Kai had left the arena, but the arena had fallen silent.

After everyone had left the arena, Zachery headed somewhere else instead of going home. As he was walking on the road, he saw the girl with the huge white spear 30 metres ahead of him.

"HEY!" Zachery hurriedly called out to Toma. Toma looked back and saw Zachery. A gentle smile appeared on her face. Zachery's hair fluttered in the wind as she turned towards him, and when his blue eyes met hers, it made the boy's heart race. He couldn't help but shiver.

"Hi, Zack."

"M-Hello, Toma. How are you getting used to using the spear? It should be easy for a spear master like you to get used to it, right?" said Zack. He had a hard time putting his words together, but he didn't stutter. Toma felt a little embarrassed, but quickly recovered.

"Actually, I didn't do so well, this spear is a bit different. It will take time to learn the skill."

"Let me help you if you want. Ever since I was a little boy, I have loved using a spear. Because of my father's work, my father bought me a spear like the one you have. When I first came here, I wanted to use such a weapon, but then I gave up. Maybe I'm stronger with my bare hands. So will you let me help you? " Toma had an excited look on her face. How lucky was it that Zachery was an apprentice master? She was very pleased to hear that.

She took another look at Zachery. He had blue hair, tall stature and a handsome face. He had a very mature face, but she knew what his personality was like. Zachery was a person who liked to laugh and have fun. Such a face did not suit him well.

"Yes! Yes!!! I mean... sure. But wouldn't that hinder your development? "Zack shook his head from side to side.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you and get stronger at the same time, I have special ways of doing that. It doesn't matter what I do while I'm growing. I can improve no matter what I do. That's how big a genius I am. " said Zack. Toma was saddened by the things that came to her mind, but she did not show it on her face. Zack was a healer. In order to develop remotely, he had to fall in love with someone. Maybe he wanted to increase the speed of development by missing him and waiting for him. Maybe thinking about him when he was away from him would accelerate his development. Toma admired Zachery. Such an altruistic person should have been a real genius.

Of course, this was not the truth. It was true that Zachery wanted to develop with the feeling of love, but his other narcissistic words were wrong. After all, the path of development was quite ordinary. Zachery was going with Toma to see if he was in love with her, and he believed that if he really was, his development would skyrocket.

"Then let's go."

***

There were 3 people standing in a room, two of them looked like they were 14-15 years old and the other one looked 35-40 years old.

"Do you know what that sword is, Boyd?" said Michael with a calm expression on his face, but the tremor in his voice for a moment did not escape the attention of Kai and Boyd. Michael turned his back to both of them and looked out of the huge mountain where the academy was located with the setting sun. There was a sad expression in his eyes.

"I don't think I can give you the exact answer you want," Boyd said, and Michael just nodded at his answer.

"That sword made me lose everything. And yet... Seeing it again made me feel nostalgic. Where did you get it, Boyd?" Boyd was surprised by what he heard.

"One day I came into the room and the sword was on my bed. At the same time I saw that there was someone inside the sword, but he was not moving. He was looking at the floor in the area inside the sword. I never spoke to him. But as I spoke to the sword... It possessed me... I didn't have the willpower to resist him." Boyd's regret was evident in his gaze. He had clenched his hands so tightly that blood began to flow from his palms.

It wasn't seeing how powerful Kai was that woke him up as he stood there shaking with rage. It was Michael. Michael had realised Boyd's condition the moment he saw that sword, and he believed he had to wake Boyd up. Perhaps Melony had also been infected by Boyd's anger. After all, they had fought a fairly equal and close duel.

"Let me tell you about that day, maybe that way you'll realise something. " Michael started talking and told. The more he told, the more the two were surprised. Although Kai knew about the event, he had only seen it through Auron's eyes. When Michael told him, much more information was revealed.

Boyd was stunned by what he heard. Of course he knew about that day 200 years ago. But he didn't know that Michael was the only one who survived that day. He didn't know about Star Night, figures like Ursula, and Feng, the academy's patron saint.

"I lost everything that day, and the person in this sword was probably someone who was there that day. Give me the sword. I'll get him out. Maybe it's someone from the sixth step. If that's the case, we'll have a great chance to fight the hunters. " Michael said. Boyd took out his sword and handed it to Michael.

As Michael took the sword in his hand, he was shocked by the familiar feeling he felt inside the sword.

"Or is it he-it? "As Michael quickly raised his hand, the sword took off. As a blue cloudy air was emitted from the sword, the cloudy air gradually began to take the shape of a person. It was a spirit. It was a spirit merged with his body.

When the blue cloudy air dissipated, a young man with long brown hair and tall, green eyes emerged from it. He looked to be in his early twenties. Michael was shocked to see the young man in front of him. His eyes widened. He could hardly get a word out. The last time he had used this word, this name, was 200 years ago to address someone very dear to him. It was his name and now he was back in front of him.

It was Gray, who 200 years ago had been voted the greatest genius of Star Night!