My Ultimate OP System: Summoning All Dragons, Gods, Heroes & Villains-Chapter 72: Training Regimen For Both Classes

Eduardo continued further, "For your first lesson, you are going to need to channel your battle aura outward."

Ethan nodded. "How do I do that?"

"Usually, Sabers know how to do this automatically once they awaken," Eduardo explained. "But because you are of more than one class, your mana is already accustomed to serving different functions. So this may take a bit more effort on your part."

He gestured with one hand. "You’re going to need to reach inward and simply will it. Feel for the mana within you, then consciously direct it to convert into battle aura."

Ethan nodded slowly, processing the instruction. He closed his eyes and exhaled.

For a moment, there was nothing.

Then he took one deep breath inward, focusing his intent. He could feel the mana flowing through his body, then air around him began to distort faintly, like a haze of heat rising off.

Ethan opened his eyes. "I think I’ve done it."

Eduardo’s face broke into a genuine smile. "Yes, Master Ethan. You have."

But then his expression changed a bit. "However, right now you’re only channeling a fraction of what your Saber talent allows. Even that takes time to develop. With constant practice, your body will adjust and learn to channel more Battle Aura naturally." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Ethan nodded, absorbing the information, then said, "It’s only now that I’m beginning to understand that the classes each have different levels of skill requirements."

He paused, then continued thoughtfully, "With this, I can tell it’s much easier to be a Caster with high talent than it is to be a Saber with the same talent level."

Eduardo nodded in agreement. "Yes. That is an accurate observation. However, even with these dynamics, each class possesses special advantages the others will never be able to replicate."

Ethan nodded again, this time with a slight smile. He liked the idea of possessing all of those special advantages.

Eduardo continued. "Now that we’ve gotten the easy part out of the way, Master Ethan, the hard part will begin."

He raised one finger. "We’ll start with two things. Your stance."

Then he raised another finger. "And your ability to give me fifty pushups."

Terror flashed across Ethan’s face so quickly it was almost comedic. "Fifty? What the fuck?"

Eduardo looked thoroughly amused. "Yes, Master Ethan. Of course, you still need to develop your body properly. This is only the beginning. Eventually, I expect you to be able to complete over two hundred without issue."

Ethan looked too distraught to form words.

Eduardo, still clearly enjoying himself, said, "But first, watch me, Master Ethan."

He adjusted his weight and turned his body sideways. One foot slid forward, the other planted firmly behind.

His right arm, which held the wooden sword, extended outward toward an imaginary opponent. His left arm rested behind his back, maintaining balance and ensuring his focus remained entirely on the blade.

The stance looked simple, but Ethan could see the controlled tension in Eduardo’s muscles. It felt like every part of his body was engaged.

Eduardo held the position for a few seconds, then relaxed and straightened. "Master Ethan, you will mirror my stance and move your body as I do."

Ethan nodded, then asked, "can I use my sword for this?"

Eduardo nodded and right then Ethan made the ragnarok appear in his grip, letting the wooden one fall over.

He wanted to get used to using the legendary sword as much and early as possible

Eduardo then fell into the stance again. Ethan mirrored him, adjusting his feet, his arm, his posture.

"Lower," Eduardo said.

Ethan lowered his stance.

"Extend your blade further."

Ethan adjusted.

"Good." Eduardo said, then moved fluidly into another stance, this time stepping forward with his lead foot and bringing his sword across his body in a horizontal guard.

Ethan followed, though his movements were slower and less refined.

And so it began.

Eduardo moved through a series of foundational stances, with each one flowing into the next.

Ethan mirrored him as best he could, with his muscles already beginning to ache from holding positions his body wasn’t used to.

Eduardo had a small smile on his face as he moved. A part of him genuinely enjoyed this.

Because deep down, he wasn’t just teaching Ethan how to be a Saber.

You see, the fifty pushups he had mentioned earlier? That wasn’t a Saber training regimen.

That was a beginner’s warrior training regimen. Designed specifically to build the foundational strength needed to force open the first meridian and create a body capable of containing the power that would follow.

Ethan may not have realized it just yet.

But Eduardo had also begun training in the Warrior class. After all, he was a dual-classed Awakened.

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About an hour later, Ethan had his back flat on the ground, breathing so hard and looking completely out of breath.

Eduardo stood over him with a smile on his face.

A short moment after, darkish purple miasma began to glow faintly around Ethan’s body as he exhaled in relief.

His regeneration had just healed the worn-out muscle fibers and the micro-tears he had felt in his tissue during the pushups.

"Hm..." Eduardo muttered, observing the miasma.

Ethan sat up and shook his head. "That was intense."

But then again, it didn’t feel so painful anymore. He stared forward for a second as he realized that with his trait of regeneration, he could actually extend this training even further.

And that would significantly lessen the amount of time it would take him to complete them.

Eduardo commended, "Good job on your first day, Master Ethan."

Then he extended his hand to help him up.

Ethan took it, and they both walked forward, heading back toward the manor.

As they walked, system notification screens appeared before Ethan.

[You have completed self-imposed objectives:

-Practicing the sword for the first time: +2,000 XP

-Completing fifty pushups: +2,000 XP]

[Bonus Reward for dedication and hard work: +2,000 XP]

[Total Experience Points: 47,950]

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In another part of the city that same morning, a black vintage car rolled into a modest compound.

At the center of the ground was a small but elegant two-story manor, its design simple and tasteful.

A middle-aged woman waited excitedly at the front door. She wore a dark green dress with a high collar and fitted bodice, the skirt falling gracefully to the ground.

A brooch was pinned at her collar, and her graying brown hair was styled into a neat updo.

The car came to a stop, and Isabella stepped out, her face lighting up almost immediately.

The middle-aged woman walked down the steps toward her, and they embraced warmly.

"It’s been a while, Aunt Ophelia," Isabella said with genuine affection.

"My sweet, sweet Isabella," Ophelia replied, holding her tightly.

When they pulled from the embrace, Ophelia said, "I came straight from the office the moment I got your text."

Isabella was mildly taken aback. "Oh no, Aunty, you didn’t have to do that."

"Nonsense," Ophelia said, waving her hand dismissively. "I haven’t seen you or any of my brother’s children in ages. Nothing at the parliament house is more important than family."

Isabella smiled deeply.

Ophelia gestured toward the door. "Please, come inside. I have lots to fill you with."

Then they walked in together.

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Several hours later, around noon, Ethan sat in the CEO’s chair in his office at Stark Industries, reviewing a few papers and documents spread across the desk.

Then suddenly, he got a ping on his Arcphone.

He was going to ignore it, but two more followed in quick succession. So he just knew who it had to be.

Isabella.

And of course, he was right.

He clicked on the contact labeled "Miss Berlene❤️", a fancier way he had just recently started referring to her.

The messages read:

Miss Berlene❤️: Hey babe

Miss Berlene❤️: About the bounty thing, I spoke to my aunt. She’s willing to sign off on it as a member of parliament

Miss Berlene❤️: But one condition. She says she wants to meet you. Tonight.

Ethan read through the texts. His gaze took a surprised look when he got to the part about her being a member of parliament.

Isabella had said she would deal with it but never gave him more details after. He had no idea she had an aunt in parliament.

As he thought it through, another message popped up.

Miss Berlene❤️: Sooo do I bring her then?

Ethan sighed. It sort of felt obvious why a woman in parliament would want to see a Stark. Weren’t they supposed to be enemies in the first place?

However, he couldn’t let Isabella’s hard work go to waste.

So he replied back:

"Yeah."

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