blueteamnovel Chapter 357 : Wheel Formation
Chapter 357 : Wheel Formation
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In the early morning light, Das arrived at the training grounds, his form resplendent in the specially designed training clothes that bore the mark of his journey. The one-eyed old man continued to enjoy his cigar, the tendrils of smoke curling around him as he remained deep in thought.
With the sun's first rays illuminating the training grounds, the old man ceased his pacing and finally turned his attention to Das. He spoke, his voice unwavering and resolute, even as he continued to gaze straight ahead.
Das, today is your last day of training. The structure before you is your capability test. I personally laid this wheel formation for you."
"This wheel formation has six layers of protection," his words carrying the weight of a final challenge. "To reach the centre, you will need to clear several challenges, each more formidable than the last. You have half an hour to complete the entire maze."
The old man's unwavering gaze remained focused on the training grounds, his cigar burning steadily between his fingers. "By the time you emerge from the centre," he continued, "your final challenge will be waiting for you."
Without hesitation, Das strode forward with purpose, his gaze locked onto a formidable statue with a protruding stomach. With a swift and determined motion, he reached for an iron mace, its stout head gleaming with latent power.
The mace was heavy, its weight a formidable challenge in itself. Das could barely carry it beyond his waist, but he had a singular goal in mind. Gripping the mace with unwavering determination, he began to pound it with all his might upon the statue's solid stomach.
The fifth layer is a time blocker for him as he need to dismantle the rock statues with one blunt saber. Layer five was a test of raw strength. Armed with a sabre, Das shattered a colossal rock statue. Each strike reverberated through the training grounds, and his relentless assault crumbled the statue to dust. He knew that time was of the essence, and he pressed on, maintaining his pace.
In the sixth and final layer, a close-quarters dagger duel awaited. Das faced the best student of the old man in a whirlwind of blows and strategy. With cunning maneuver and swift strikes, he gained the upper hand. It four minutes for Das to land a strike on that African guy who is wielding twin daggers against Das single blunt blade. With agility and tactic, Das defeated his formidable opponent.
Throughout his journey through the wheel formation, moments of temporary blockade arose, but Das's heightened senses and sharp intellect guided him through.
Emerging from the final layer, victorious and exhilarated, Das had not only proven his mastery of weaponry but had done so with remarkable speed. He had completed the maze in an astounding twenty-two minutes, well ahead of the thirty-minute target.
The old man, with a satisfied nod and a smouldering cigar, watched with pride. But the thing is not over yet. The old man held a black colour box beside him, hiding one of the deadliest thing in the world.
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