Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37: 9 Years Old

In the heart of a spacious training arena, the air crackled with electricity as two determined figures clashed in a rigorous contest. The first combatant, with a 14-year-old frame, seemed almost to blur with speed as streaks of lightning enveloped his form, rendering his movements a blur of motion. _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}

Across from him stood a figure defying conventional expectations—a 9-year-old whose command over his surroundings belied his age.

With a keen mastery over the elements, the younger participant displayed a symphony of power. The very air seemed to heed his call, propelling him to match the lightning-fast assaults of his adversary.

Fire danced in his wake, lending ferocity to his strikes, while the earth beneath him became a canvas of manipulation, causing the ground to ripple and shift, destabilizing his opponent. Each action flowed seamlessly into the next.

This remarkable contender was none other than Atticus, whose unwavering dedication had propelled him through two years of arduous training.

The echoes of their clash reverberated through Atticus's mind, summoning memories of his initial encounters with this formidable foe. Back then, defeat had been his constant companion, his every effort to subdue the implacable adversary thwarted.

Each technique in his repertoire had fallen short, leaving him battered and humbled. Yet, despite the trials and tribulations, Atticus remained resolute.

Each day dawned with unyielding discipline. The first rays of sunlight saw him rise, embarking on a ritual of mana absorption and bloodline training.

These preparations paved the way for his relentless clashes against the intermediate+ Magnus.

Amidst the intensity, Atticus sought moments of respite, spending some time with Anastasia to quell her concerns.

Ember had gone to the Raven camp when she turned 10. The estate got a little lonely after that, but Atticus used that opportunity to focus solely on his training. The ongoing war with the Ravensteins meant that the mundane activities like galas and parties were put on hold, much to his relief.

The absence of such events allowed Atticus to immerse himself fully in honing his skills and strengthening his abilities, channeling his focus into becoming the best he could be.

With an electric surge enveloping his 14-year-old frame, the robot surged forward like a bolt of lightning, his speed bordering on the surreal. Atticus, unfazed, augmented his body with mana and boosted his speed with the air, enhancing his own agility to a mesmerizing blur.

As the robot's strike hurtled toward him, Atticus's body became an extension of the elements. He deftly parried the attack with a fluid grace, the two combatants locked in a dance of calculated precision. In a seamless response, Atticus's own blow followed.

The robot attempted to block, but Atticus suddenly propelled his hands with fire in an unexpected direction. The robot, caught off guard by this cunning redirection, found himself unable to intercept the impending strike.

The moment hung suspended in time—a heartbeat where surprise met consequence. Atticus's decisive strike found its mark, severing the connection between body and head. The battle's crescendo was reached as the robot's form crumpled to the ground.

Atticus finally won against the14 year old Magnus!

"All the hard work finally paid off," Atticus exhaled, his breath still labored from the battle.

"It's been a while since I checked. I wonder how much I've progressed," Atticus mumbled before calling out, "Status."

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Character Profile:

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Name: Atticus Ravenstein

Age: 9

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Attributes:

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Strength: 40

Agility: 45

Endurance: 50

Vitality: 49

Intelligence: 15