Training

The golden sun rises from the eastern sea level, dispelling the last vestige of darkness in the sea area.

Blue sea water seeped into a patch of golden red, refracting dazzling light onto a huge seaside city.

- Wind Mansion, training ground.

The training ground was out in the open behind the mansion. With strong winds, which appeared from time to time. After all, such a training ground was made by a silver mage. Using the wind element as its core, the training ground is a natural imitation to feel the wind element.

One night passed after high school, Filipe Wind, whose entire body was covered in a halo of wind, finally finished tempering the mana in his body. With a crisp wind-like sound, the bones and muscles in the body creaked. From shrinking, then increasing, maintaining the same rhythm of muscle frequency.

"Young master." At the same time, Philip Wind opened his eyes and stood up, taking the towel the servant handed him.

Filipe Wind looked at the parchment that had the contents of the training nodding slightly. As written on the scroll, controlling the mana in the body, a wind drain is created to temper your wind affinity and mana control. Possessing this control, he is getting closer to the peak of the kingdom. At the current rate of cultivation, he will almost certainly reach peak copper level within a few weeks.

It was already early morning when he started training. In fact, Filipe Wind took an entire morning of training. The servants are still at his side, and they are far less relaxed than Philip Wind. But they are used to their work at the manor.

The servants said that a teacher named Paulo reached the bronze level. Teacher Paulo's cultivation is not easy, he lived in high school, serving as a teacher for decades with all his heart and soul. His cultivation stagnated during this time. It must be a contract with a crossbow he used to reach bronze level. Without a silver-level mage to guide, being trapped in a realm for decades is normal.

But at this moment, an exclamation sounded from the entrance to the training ground.

"Felipe Wind". A voice came on the wind.

The wind stopped. Footsteps echoed in one direction.

The man who came was like the incarnation of the wind. He had a slim figure, wore white clothes. Her long, snow-white hair glistened with eyes of the same color.

In addition to having a light feel, it had an indescribably wild bearing. As he spoke, he had strong and violent energy fluctuations enough to shock anyone. As if the wind element existed around him.

Filipe Wind's eyes grew heavy when he saw his father. He was Marcus Wind, a superior silver level mage. At the age of 36 he was almost catching up with my grandfather who was a silver level peak and the legend of the last 100 year old baron.

Everyone in the place unconsciously held their breath, even Filipe Wind couldn't help but feel the pressure even if he was used to it.

"For the Kingdom Trials in a week, I hope you're ready. Come train with me in the family's D-tier skill set." Marcus Wind said

"Strengthen the wind", said Filipe Wind

Circulating the mana in his body, in addition to doubling his speed and strength, gave him a light body and heightened senses.

A layer of light circled the body. Giving the strength of a bronze level warrior.

This is the difference of the families' skills, even if it's a D-level skill. Already have a C-level prototype, mana circulates with wind operation.

Filipe Wind assumed a fighting stance and ran like the wind. Eradic, with light and fast blows, the effects of which disappeared from the body with each step he took. Taking advantage of such a moment, a quick punch went towards his father.

Marcus Wind, seeing that his son was ready, nodded to the wind mana operation. Seeing him running towards me and predicting his actions. I let a wind clone materialize for a second and stepped to the side. Running away from your son's change.

Using wind control, I swing my fingers, shooting blade-like strands towards him as I back away from the scene. Even a random attack I did is a C-level skill. That's the difference between levels, below silver level it's no use fighting.

Seeing that my attack hit the wind, Filipe Wind was already sweating a lot during the fight. His lack of speed and foresight achieved nothing. And my father's attack, it was already coming when he looked out of the corner of his eyes, blades of wind. Due to the speed of the attack, he had time to react. Even though I knew it was my dad leaving me time to react.

By the skill-blessed wind sense, he predicted where the attack would land. So like his father, he dodged such an attack by stepping to the side with speed.

Afterwards, the fight came under my father's control. Attacking me blades of wind. I can't get close to him. But as the fight goes on, skill usage proficiency is improving. Your senses are more balanced, faster and more accurate in attack and defense.

"It's this way. The fighting style, you'll only learn when you fight more. And the skills, you're already on the right track. You just lack proficiency." Marcus Wind said, turning to leave, after seeing that his son was standing there with his eyes closed.

"Don't forget to come tomorrow. This week I'm going to give you a workout every day." Marcus Wind spoke going away. His figure was erratic like the sway of the wind, even his mana control was in sync with the outer element, masking his presence.

Philip Wind, who was standing there absorbing the experience of such a fight, opened his eyes, and the mana fluctuations that lingered in his body converged at the same time.