The Absolute beast Tamer

Inside the training ground, everyone gathered as the early morning that they lost touch with long ago due to the isolation inside the base has come again.

No. 18: "We heard about your great achievement during the mission last time. You continue to surprise us. 33"

No. 25: "You have one hell of a wicked mind to think of such a plan."

Alan: "Are you okay now, senior 18?"

No. 18: "Perfectly healthy according to Dr. Han. I have to say, even though he is goofy, his skills are one of a kind."

No. 17: "I agree, but he's still creepy."

No. 80: "No one will disagree with that."

No. 18: "Look who's talking. You're much creepier, you know that."

No80: "That's really hurt my feelings; can't you just say it behind my back?"

Alan smiled slightly as he felt the tension between everyone had been broken down as they were becoming comrades in arms with each passing day.

A friendship that was born through the hellish experience they had gone through, which formed a bond that was much stronger than any other.

No. 9: "Good morning, 33."

There was a sudden pause in the air in the room as if everyone had watched a rare unicorn appearing out of nowhere.

Alan: "Good morning, senior."

No. 9: "On your next rest day, would you like to train together?"

Alan: "I would like to."

Number 9 went back to the center of the room as she stood there meditating. The cold beauty that was indifferent to everyone actually greeted number 33. Not only that, but she even invited him for a joint training, which has never happened before.

No. 18: "Did the sun come out from the west today?!! Ms. Perfect actually greeted someone and made a request to train with him!!!"

No. 80: "I guess after the last mission class, she must have acknowledged our junior's talent."

Number 18, who had always chased number nines back, trying to catch up with her, did not know how to truly feel at this moment as a creeping discomfort built up in her chest.

No. 18: "She had never asked us anything like this before. Does that mean we are not up to par?"

No. 17: "Don't start 18; we all know how superior she is. I have told you many times, don't compare yourself to her; just strive to follow and overtake.

That's the right mindset."

Number 18 fell in silence as she truly knew that the road behind number nine is a long one.

No. 80: "What surprises do they have for us today?"

The joker of the group tried to change the topic.

But before He could, a man with an Atlas physique that was over two and a half meters tall with every single muscle in his body defined as if it was crafted by the saga of artisans.

The man appeared silently right in the middle of the seeds; you would say that such a man would garner attention no matter where he went, but everyone, including Alan, did not feel the slightest hint about his presence or how long he had been there.

The first to act was number nine, followed by Alan as number nine opened her eyes, launching herself like a deadly rose and attacking the man head-on.

Alan, who was closer, moved his right hand, grabbing the dagger on his back as he attacked the man from the back.

The others could not react in time to follow the two of them as time itself moves slowly, with Alan attacking from the back and number nine with her frosty aura targeting the chest.

Sadly, before the moment of impact, the man vanished as Alan and number 9 found themselves face-to-face attacking each other.

In a desperate act, number nine tried to cancel the ice spear in her hand, but to no avail.

Meanwhile, Alan blacked out as he knew that there was no way out of the collusion with his senior, so he did the unthinkable.

Right before the moment of impact, the dagger suddenly shifted in his hand as if it had a mind of its own, reversing the blade to the blunt part in one swift motion.

The blunt part centered on the incoming ice sphere colliding with it as it slid down, changing the direction of the attack into an empty space.

To deal with the momentum, the best thing is to use it, and that's how Alan saw it, so he simply used the combined force of the two of them as he swirled, rotating the two of them as if they were two partners in a dance.

But he did not stop there as he sent himself flying using the double force of the rotation, targeting a single location at the end of the room where the man was standing now.

He flew like a bullet, zipping through the air.

As he took his second dagger, he was ready to engage the man.

The massive giant looked at the incoming kid's eyes that resembled the abyss full of darkness with a repressed killing intent that was spelling over one moment after the other.

"Unstable, this way you won't get to touch me."

The man did not do anything impressive as he started moving the moment Alan launched himself at him.

His movements were not fast at all but not slow either, but the simple movement was enough not just to evade Alan, who had all the momentum, but with a slight hand gesture, he neutralized one dagger while twisting the other arm of Alan, slamming him to the ground.

It was comical, as if you were watching a kid being handled by an adult. The kid was throwing a tantrum that the adult simply dealt with in a single gesture.

PAM!!!

Alan: "Gurgh!!"

As if the sound of Alan being slammed was the alarm to wake everyone from their daydream and shock, they immediately entered combat mode.

But the one who was the fastest to follow was number nine as she released multiple ice spears targeting the man who was sitting on Alan's back right now.

As if he had an eye in the back of his head, the man simply threw himself on the ground like a worker who was exhausted all day from work only to go back home and collapse on the bed.

The simple movement was enough to evade every single ice spear coming at him.

When the man's head touched the ground, he locked eyes with Alan, who had a bloody mouth.

"Keeping all that anger inside you will be your death someday."

Words spoken can hold many unspoken meanings, one of which seems to hit a nerve with Alan.

Who vanished from the grasp of the huge man appearing high up the ceiling as he used the roof of the training ground to launch himself even faster than before, centering his attack on the man who seemed helplessly lying on the ground?

At the same time, number 9 decided to use another strategy as she released the ice, freezing the ground all over around her and spreading it further away, trying to freeze the man to hold him to the ground.

Sadly, the man had other plans; slapping the ground produced enough momentum to send himself flying at a very weird angle, evading Alan's attack as he passed by number nine, leaving her in the dust while making his way towards the unfortunate lambs who woke up late to join the fight.

Despite being massive in size The man proved to be agile beyond words, crossing every other seed as if he was walking through the park planting everyone in the ground.

"That was pathetic."

Alan wanted to continue, but number nine raised her hand, preventing him from doing so.

No. 9: "We are very sorry to disappoint you, instructor." Explore stories on My Virtual Library Empire

No. 18: "Ahhhuh, instructor!!!"

Alan watched the surprised faces of everyone else as if they had never seen this man before.

"Line up"

Everyone staggered to get off the ground as they lined up, trying their best to maintain a neutral face. But with so many injuries and swollen faces, that was a hard task to tackle.

"My name is Tony, and I will be your instructor in combat."

Immediately, number 80 could not help us raise his hand.

"Yes, talk."

"I thought that instructor Lilac was our combat instructor. Was there a change?"

"She teaches a different branch of combat specialized against human or humanoid and other bipedal races, and she will continue to teach you so. My specialty is different.

No. 17: "Can you tell us more, instructor?"

"I will teach you how to combat beasts. That is far larger than yourselves. I will teach you a new way of moving around, and I will include multiple arts that you need to perfect if you want to pass my class.

It is known that a human is far inferior in physique if compared with other beasts and races, so we can only perfect our technique and refine our bodies to become a weapon capable of contending with the overly superior physics of the beasts."

No. 25: "But we have engaged in survival mission class multiple times, and we fought beasts before."

"So you are thinking that I don't have anything to teach you and you are perfectly capable of dealing with any type of beast; is that what I'm hearing now?"

NO25: "No, I didn't mean…"

"Stop with the yapping; everyone will follow me. I'm going to show you how to truly fight a beast."