Chapter 42: Meteor Part 2

Of all the fighting techniques, Meteor was a scaling technique entirely dependent on the user’s energy level.

For example, a yellow Meteor could be comparable to an ordinary orange-ranked skill, but it didn’t require as much energy as an orange skill, making it learnable even for an intermediate fighter. Therefore, it was undoubtedly powerful. However, despite being a trump card, the class was empty, with no trace of other students.

Meteor wasn’t just difficult to learn—it was dangerous.

Energy Devour and Hammer Kick were fighting techniques that already gave people trouble, with most unwilling to put in the practice required to master them. But those paled in comparison to Meteor, especially considering that mastering it could take until graduation. Even then, it was hard to comprehend and wield effectively.

Few students were willing to take that huge risk, wasting their time learning a single skill until they graduated. It was obviously unrealistic, and precisely because of that, no one bothered to learn this powerful technique.

However, today, there was someone brave enough to challenge the seemingly impossible!

But the teacher responsible for teaching Meteor wasn’t exactly thrilled. In fact, he was quite unhappy. He enjoyed his free time, as every day he could just sleep in class since no students ever attended. He still received a sizable wage for doing nothing—this was a situation he didn’t want to change.

Glancing at Fang again, the teacher’s expression darkened as he noticed the emblem on Fang’s chest—it was the symbol of Class Eight.

Even the best third-year students from Class One didn’t dare attempt Meteor, yet here was a first-year rookie from the worst class daring to show up?

The possibility that this student could learn Meteor was close to zero—perhaps even negative, the teacher thought. He quickly concluded that this ignorant student was going to waste everyone’s time.

Better send this fool away!

Clearing his throat, the teacher spoke. “Do you even know what Meteor is?”

Fang nodded. “Yes, it’s a very strong skill that everyone wants to master!”

That’s not the point, you idiot!

Cursing internally, the teacher tried to explain patiently. “I know everyone *wants* to master Meteor, but have you considered that it requires time, sweat, and immense effort? And even with that effort, your progress might amount to nothing. I’ve seen many students come in with confidence, blindly pursuing this art. They were talented, but even after years of practice, they failed to learn it. Moreover, the technique is dangerous, and incorrectly using it can negatively impact your future progress. In hindsight, those students who aimed to master Meteor would have achieved higher success if they had chosen different paths.”

The teacher sighed dramatically. “So, it’s not that I don’t want to teach you. I’m just reminding you to think carefully before making your decision. Are you sure you really want to learn this?”

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That should be enough to discourage him, right?

The teacher’s hopes were shattered when Fang replied, “I’ve thought it through, and I’m absolutely sure.”

Stubborn and foolish! Why won’t this kid listen to reason?

Fang knew the teacher wanted him to give up, but he couldn’t afford to. Two months from now, the competition would pit him against William. It was a political battle between Valeria and William’s father to see who could gain the most influence, and Fang couldn’t afford to lose.

Although he would make quick progress in two months, Fang estimated it wouldn’t be enough to bridge the gap between himself and William.

His only chance was Meteor!

Only by mastering such a dangerous skill did he have a shot at victory.

That’s why he came here. Fang wasn’t ignorant of what Meteor entailed. Although other techniques he had practiced were easy to grasp, this one would be different. Even the elders had difficulty learning Meteor, and they hadn’t exhibited full mastery over it either.

At its highest level, even supreme masters couldn’t use the full power of Meteor. There was no doubt this teacher couldn’t wield it at the highest level either, but he knew enough to teach Fang what he needed.

Depressed and helpless, the teacher had no idea what Fang was thinking. Unable to refuse as a teacher, he asked, “Student, what’s your name?” Thanks for reading on ManaNovel!

“Fang!”

Fang?

Standing up, the teacher felt like the name sounded familiar. After saying it twice to himself, he remembered.

This kid from Class Eight had beaten someone from the top class in his year?

That’s a bit special, he supposed. But to practice Meteor, you couldn’t just be a little special—you had to be *very* special.

Let’s hope he doesn’t waste my time.

The teacher looked closely at Fang. “Well, Fang, welcome to the class where you’ll learn Meteor. My name is Weiss, and I’ll be your teacher. However, you’ll need to choose the appropriate grade of Meteor you’d like to learn.”

Fang, having already made up his mind, casually stated the grade he wanted to learn, and Weiss’s mouth dropped open.

The 5th grade?

Meteor consisted of skills that could completely exhaust a user’s energy at their level. With that in mind, it was categorized into five grades, with each grade consuming more energy and requiring increasingly precise control. At the highest level of mastery, it was rumored that the technique could cause calamities and devastate cities in seconds.

Most students would be satisfied learning the 1st grade of Meteor at the intermediate stage, but going for the 5th grade?

This kid is insanely greedy!