Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 49 - : Combat Training

Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Combat Training

Central Black Tower, ninety-ninth floor.

“I’m just saying, little brother, if you get hurt later, I’m not footing your medical bills.”

Chax muttered as he opened a long-sealed door. Richard followed him, his back laden with the two-handed greatsword he had received from Saban.

Just moments before, he had asked Chax to use his Synthetic Beast to help him adjust to his body, and to train some combat skills.

The sudden increase in Physique had left Richard feeling slightly unadapted, but it also sparked a bit of excitement within him.

Just what was the extent of his own strength now?

The moment the door opened, an ancient aroma rushed forth.

Behind the door lay a room about the size of a basketball court, its walls and floors covered with various claw marks and somber bloodstains.

On one side of the room was a smaller room partitioned by crystals. Chax walked in as soon as he entered the room and then threw a bag from his waist to the outside.

This special Magic Pocket, according to Chax, had three cubic meters of storage space. Moreover, after special processing, the bag could temporarily hold living things.

“Roar!”

A strange roar came from the bag and, soon after, a black wolf’s head poked out of it.

“Little brother, close the door. This is the room where the teacher tests combat beasts. You can use your full force here, the house can absolutely take it.”

Richard closed the door and, loosening his joints, he strode towards the center of the room with his sword.

The Synthetic Beast Chax had brought was already out of the bag. This beast was not large, shaped somewhat like an oversized wild wolf, with very sleek black fur. It was panting with its tongue out, staring blankly at Richard, appearing utterly harmless.

“Little brother, are you ready?”

Richard readied his sword, his breath forming white puffs in the air.

After undergoing the second Bloodline Alchemy, the transformation triggered by Richard’s bloodline had led to significant changes.

First, there were Richard’s muscles. With the activation of his bloodline, the already robust muscles ballooned like air being pumped into them, stretching his height by nearly ten centimeters.

Then there were the black scales on his body. Originally just a thin layer, these scales had become substantially thicker with this second Bloodline Alchemy.

If Richard had been a Plate Armor Knight before, now he had evolved into an armored vehicle.

“Ready, senior brother.”

“Alright.”

Chax shouted loudly, and the synthetic beast charged towards Richard like lightning.

Boom!

Richard stumbled back two steps, the arm holding the sword tingling, while two one-inch deep wounds on his chest bled continuously.

Looking at the black wolf, not a single hair on it had fallen off.

“What kind of strength is this!?” Richard looked in shock at the seemingly harmless black wolf before him, its power completely misaligned with its appearance.

And this black wolf was not just powerful but also fast, with claws far sharper than Richard could have anticipated.

The black scales on his body were like tofu in front of its claws.

“Hehe, be careful, little brother.” Chax saw Richard faltering and chuckled, “Don’t be fooled by Blake’s small size; it has a solid physique of 39 points.”

“It may not match you in muscle volume, but it far surpasses you in quality.”

Richard was startled by this, never expecting such a small creature to possess such impressive physical attributes.

The black wolf attacked again, still as fast as lightning. However, this time Richard was prepared. With a slight motion of his great sword in his hands, the blade let out a sharp howl.

Wind Crow Slash.

Unfazed by the blade, the black wolf twisted its body in the blink of an eye—an electric spark—and the quivering blade grazed past its spine.

But Richard was not just a melee fighter knight.

A red fireball suddenly appeared beside Richard, then shot toward the black wolf like a meteor.

Boom.

The fireball exploded, scattering fire elements which instantly blocked Richard’s sight. However, relying on his spiritual power, he still sensed something rapidly approaching him.

Clang!

Sizzle…

The black wolf’s sharp fangs clamped onto the sword blade, emitting a grating sound that set one’s teeth on edge. The recent explosion of the Fireball Technique had only caused its fur to curl slightly.

“How could this be?”

Although Richard was shocked inside, his movements did not stop. His sword flicked, and brilliant sparks flew between the fangs and the blade. Upon closer inspection, a series of bite marks were evident on the blade, inflicted by the black wolf.

“Hey hey, Apprentice, my Synthetic Beast has nice protection, doesn’t it?”

Jolod chuckled again from across the room. This Synthetic Beast was his highest achievement in his craft, with muscles and bones all meticulously cultivated. Its defense was strong enough to ignore elemental damage below thirty energy levels.

With Richard’s current state, unless he used a Fireball Magic Wand, there was no spell that could harm the black wolf.

“Do you still want to continue, Apprentice? You can’t win this. How about you spend some money, and I’ll customize a training Synthetic Beast for you?”

“That’s really impressive,” praised Richard, but a slight confident smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. “But, Senior, you’re underestimating me a bit too much.”

Wizards, who rely solely on brute force in combat, could never form a massive force that conquers many worlds.

Jolod shook his head; he was a stubborn one.

Richard’s strength did not even reach the intermediate apprentice level, and he had only brought a great sword. In this situation, his battle with Blake was totally predictable.

“Alright then, I shall continue.”

Jolod then continued to control the black wolf to attack Richard from different angles.

Struggling to adapt to his sudden increase in physique, Richard was forcefully pushed back by the black wolf. Even the simplest lunges were tough for Richard to fend off, and the black wolf’s sharp claws occasionally left several bloody marks on his body.

However, Richard’s second integration was with the dual-head giant troll bloodline, renowned for its regenerative capabilities. The bloody marks on Richard’s body disappeared within seconds, visible to the naked eye, even more impressive than his arm bracelets.

In the midst of these repeated pounces, Richard began to gradually adapt to his body.

Ting.

Richard blocked another lunge from the black wolf and simultaneously used his blade to block the wolf’s claws.

Within just a few minutes, under the high pressure of combat, Richard had completely adapted to his body.

“Apprentice, do you still want to continue?” Jolod’s voice came from the other side of the room.

Hearing this, Richard smiled slightly, “Well, it’s about time to end this.”

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Right after speaking, two fireballs suddenly appeared beside Richard. Seeing this, Jolod shook his head in disappointment.

Damage lower than thirty energy level is useless… Huh?

He saw a fireball flying towards him, and it exploded loudly, the scattering Fire Element instantly obscuring Jolod’s vision.

“No!”

Jolod was startled, quickly sharing sensory perception with the black wolf. But as another fireball exploded, the wolf’s vision was also engulfed in red.

In the next moment, a great sword landed on the black wolf’s head.

Boom!

The robust blade slammed the black wolf to the ground. If Richard had used Wind Crow Slash, this strike might have not only chopped off the wolf’s head but at least broken its neck.

“Senior, what do you think of my move?” Richard came over to Jolod, sword in hand, wearing a proud smile.

Wizards do not rely merely on spells and brute strength in combat; wisdom is their greatest weapon.

Because Jolod was in a small room, his field of view was extremely limited, and he was controlling the Synthetic Beast to attack, which allowed Richard to find a flaw.

If Jolod and the black wolf lost their vision simultaneously and the battle location was outside the range of spiritual power, then Jolod could not determine Richard’s position and subsequently lose the initiative.

Although this tactic was hard to use on a real battlefield, no method is universally applicable.

“Ah, I was negligent,” Jolod, somewhat annoyed, controlled the black wolf to return to the bag. “I didn’t expect you, Apprentice, to pull such a stunt.”

“Haha, how else could I have won?”

Richard laughed heartily, mentally reviewing the gains from this battle.

He had quite a collection from this fight, besides adapting to his body and enhancing some combat skills, he discovered a major flaw—

As an apprentice of the Alchemy School, his equipment was terribly inadequate.

His body was covered in only a few pieces of Magic Equipment, most of which were obtained during the entrance exams. The great sword in his hand, although made of fine material, bore not a single trace of Alchemy—a pure blank.

If word of that got out, people might think Jolod taught nothing to his official apprentices.

Richard stroked his chin:

“It seems I need to upgrade my gear.”

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