Martial Arts System
chapter-294

''Polite one, aren't you.'' Fang nodded with approval and looked at Aether, who was rubbing his shoulder but didn't greet him.

Abyss rubbed his forehead and patted Aether's shoulder even harder until a cracking noise came.

''AAAAAAAH!'' He screamed in agony as he felt something breaking.

Ichiro gulped and took a step to the side.

''Greet him, you imbecile!'' Abyss leaned on Aether's ear and whispered with venom.

''Fuck...'' Aether cursed and bowed towards Fang, ''N-Nice to meet you, I am Aether Nightside... Son of this fuc... Son of him.'' He glanced at Abyss with bloodshot eyes.

Abyss nodded with his hands behind his back.

Fang nodded, ''Good good, Abyss, are you staying?''

Abyss nodded, ''Yes...'' He rubbed his hands and said, ''I am not as... Fast as before, I need to somehow fix my current flaws.''

Fang sighed and nodded. He knew the meaning behind his words.

If Abyss is losing his speed, it has grave consequences because it is the greatest advantage he has.

''Well then, I will show you guys around.'' Fang turned around and started walking up the stone stairs, which leads to the metal gates.

Abyss, Aether, and Ichiro followed closely behind.

Once they entered the metal gates, they were already open with a large yard on the other side.

There were around a dozen young men and women cleaning the yard with brooms, their outfits were green, and some had a slight shade of gold on their robes.

Once Fang entered the yard, they all bowed to him respectfully.

Fang waved his hand and watched as everyone continued cleaning the yard.

''This is the front yard,'' Fang said and it was easily over 100m in length and wide, while a large mansion-like building was not too far away from them.

The building had doors wide open, and they entered it without waiting any longer.

The first floor of the building had a spacious room with a stairway leading to the second floor, and on the left side was a kitchen and on the right was a corridor leading to somewhere.

Fang started walking down the corridors, while Abyss, Aether, and Ichiro followed behind in silence.

After walking for half a minute or so, they reached a part of the corridor, which had windows, showing another yard, but this time, it had people training different kinds of techniques, didn't matter which gender, everyone was training as hard.

''This is a courtyard, where everyone trains every now and then,'' Fang pointed at the figures with golden robes, ''Individuals with golden robes are Masters, who teach the techniques.''

There were around 5 to 6 doors leading to the courtyard, but some of them were rooms, which could be used as living spaces.

Fang opened a door and entered the courtyard, and a similar scene happened as in the front yard. Everyone bowed in respect and waited for Fang's signal to continue training.

Fang waved his hand with a small smile and walked towards a door, which was situated right behind the Master who was teaching the men and women.

He bowed towards Fang and raised an eyebrow after seeing three unknown figures following behind their Grandmaster.

''Lang, these three will be staying here for some time. Are their rooms prepared?'' Fang looked at the door, and the Master with golden robes looked surprised for a moment before nodding.

''Yes, Grandmaster!'' Lang replied and wondered who these three figures were.

Rarely anyone can come here, and even in more rare cases, anyone is allowed to live in the rooms, right next to the courtyard!

Fang nodded and opened the door, and a room with a large bed and bathtub became visible. The room had a bookshelf with easily over a hundred books and a wooden desk right next to the bed.

The bathtub was at the end of the room, which could easily fit three people at most.

''Who will take this room?'' Fang asked.

Abyss pushed Ichiro inside the room and closed the door instantly, ''It's yours!''

Ichiro crashed on the floor and looked grudgingly towards the door.

He stood up and rubbed his painful knees; he heard the distinct sounds of voices and footsteps becoming more distant.

He patted his pockets and didn't feel his phone, he facepalmed and sighed in annoyance, ''I forgot my phone...'' He sighed one more time and sat down on the soft bed, which almost felt like he was sitting on a cloud.

Ichiro looked around the room and was quite surprised to see the room blocking most of the sound coming from the outside. The sound of the training was quite loud, but it was almost nonexistent while he was sitting on the bed.

It was still very early; the sun barely has appeared in the sky; he looked at the bed and wondered whether he should take a nap but decided otherwise.

He stood up and went to the bookshelf to look for anything to read.

He tapped one of the books with his index fingers and looked around the bookshelf, and he didn't understand even half of the book's titles, but soon, he found something interesting.

''Hmm...'' He pulled one of the books from the bookshelf and turned it around to face him. He trailed his fingers on the hardcover of the book and read the name aloud, ''Mind-Body Realm...'' He has reached Mind-Body Realm by now, but he used a shortcut in the name of the system and never learned anything about it.

He curiously went to bed to lie down and opened the first page.

At first, his eyes could barely stay open, but once he reached the third page, something he had never heard before was being talked about in the book.

''Mind-Body Realm is not to only make your body and mind connected... But also the best time to connect your techniques with your mind and body... During Martial Captain Rank, it cannot be done, and it's best to do that in Martial Commander Rank; that's why it has another name which is rarely used... Mind-Body-Technique Realm...'' Ichiro had the dawn of realization as he sat up in a hurry.

''If that's true... Maybe it is indeed the best time to arrange my Iron Style... Maybe Mind-Body-Technique Realm can help it to become much better than I first anticipated... But, how should I use it....'' He turned his gaze back to the book and started reading every word very carefully.