Chapter 54: Combat Instinct

You have mastered the magic: Bow of Form and Skeleton (Ex).

Explanation: Originating from the Lu Ke'ang magical organization's research, this is a Metaphysics system magic. By deconstructing logic, it converts the four elements—earth, water, fire, wind—into tangible ether arrows; after being shot, it can cause a logical collapse that produces an explosion. This is a Level D basic imaginary magic.

PS: After linking the imaginary magic chain to the Sea of Imaginary Numbers, it enters the second stage: Divine Word Implantation. Randomly matches a bow technique from the Sea of Imaginary Numbers; based on the matched divine word's nature, the level is randomly between F‑ and Ex.

The subtitles flashed before his eyes,

Su Ya gave a quick glance, then hurriedly lifted his head to scan the surroundings, looking for teammates split off by the Imaginary Number Maze, wanting to see their condition.

But at that moment,

the battles on the other two sides had just drawn to a close.

The spearman who challenged Lu Kan was killed by Lu Kan with Sir Ecto's treasure long spear.

The spearman who went after Dagonite and the cavalry met a worse fate: he ran into Dagonite, a master‑class cavalryman who could hide better than a thief; while charging at the cavalry regiment, he was silently approached from behind and killed by Dagonite's dagger.

Lu Kan and Dagonite were still worrying about Su Ya's situation, but when they looked up sharply, they saw the Imaginary Number Maze vanish and the terrain return to normal,

and Su Ya, at that moment, was holding a magic great bow that clearly didn't suit his swordsman identity, looking toward them from deep within the Bone Forest.

The three locked eyes, each slightly stunned by the other's spear, great bow, or dagger in hand,

Then, each let out a dry cough and, without a word, sheathed their weapons.

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After a brief side episode, Su Ya's party tidied the battlefield, acquiring one shapeshifting bird, one black dog, and several pieces of weaponry from the two spearmen.

They passed through the Mo'er Bone Forest and continued toward Pandeng Castle.

Finally, they arrived at Pandeng Castle at 8 p. m.

Dagonite and Lu Kan, under the name of Sir Ecto's second son, gathered the more than 200 soldiers and two officers who were staying in the castle.

On the third night since arriving in this world, Su Ya had gradually begun to adapt to its rhythm,

battle, run, battle, run.

He seemed to be stuck in this loop, and it was unclear how many more times it would repeat,

Because of Dagonite's earlier admonition and concern for his life, Su Ya finally set aside the last hint of nonchalance, unusually beginning to repeatedly practice the combat skills and magic he had mastered.

In today's battle, if he had not reproduced the magic great bow at the last moment,

he actually would have been unable to deal with that magician, and that wind wall was beyond his ability to breach,

Moreover, although it seemed that the arrow pierced the wind wall, according to Mei Li's later analysis the real reason was that during the firing of the imaginary arrow, the elements it touched were reversed into ether blocks, exploiting the opponent's logical flaw to break their logic.

If the opponent had a shield in hand, or reacted a bit faster with pre‑emptive evasion, or simply transformed into Gandalf and hurled his staff as a javelin to smash the misaligned arrow,

that arrow would not take effect.

And Su Ya, drained of magic and stamina by the arrow, could only shout for help on the spot,

Such a coincidence could not be replicated.

And if one were to further refine the skills already learned, abandoning the overly arrogant transmigrator mindset that surpasses even a king's,

then perhaps the next time there would be no need to gamble on such an unknown.

In the ruined Pandeng Castle,

Su Ya raised his hand, gazing thoughtfully at the four throwing knives clasped between his fingers, swapping two to the other hand, then fixing his stare on the tree trunk before him.

First he tossed two knives to nail into the trunk, then swiftly threw the other two,

Heh! Heh!

The later‑thrown knife struck the tail of the forward knife, altering its trajectory while re‑accelerating the former,

and the two knives that should have only pierced the trunk instead shot straight through it, clanging against the wall behind.

Such a phenomenon is physically impossible,

but that is combat skill—essentially the power of courage.

Su Ya stepped forward, pulled a throwing knife from the stone wall, and, murmuring an estimate while looking at the gap left on the wall, said:

"Not enough"

"To pierce such a defense, the force must be at least doubled; only after four impacts could one possibly breach the wall's 'gap', and the throwing knives' angle must have zero deviation, so each successive thrust must continuously increase in force."

"And the speed must be fast—fast enough to surpass imagination!"

"That's impossible in theory, but I should be able to control it now."

After a brief summary, Su Ya retrieved the throwing knife, returned to his spot, and took out a new "throwing knife" he had snagged from Lu Kan's belt,

Lu Kan didn't carry many standard throwing knives, but he found numerous crossbow bolt heads in Pandeng Castle's fortifications, slightly modified them into kunai‑like tools.

Standing still, Su Ya lifted his head, staring at the trunk and the wall behind it, visualizing them as the wind‑blade wall the magician had conjured in daylight,

and then began practicing the throws repeatedly.

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Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Whoosh! Heh!

The continuous clatter of kunai echoed in the castle's corners,

and on the nearby castle wall,

Mei Li, with dark circles under her eyes, crouched on the battlement, looking down at Su Ya's frantic repeated practice,

He finished the throwing drills, then moved on to rolls; after rolls came swift steps; after swift steps he drew the magic bow to create explosions, and when his mana was depleted he bit into a shapeshifting bird's flesh, restoring mana while continuing the throwing practice,

The cycle repeated, crackle, boom—boom.

Mei Li turned her head toward the side, where Lu Kan and Dagonite were watching Su Ya's practice with keen interest, and asked weakly,

"Hey, Dagonite, what exactly did you pour into him, some mind‑clouding broth!?"

"It's getting out of hand; last night he was quiet for at least two or three hours. Now he doesn't sleep at all!"

"But… please, I still need to sleep!"

Dagonite didn't answer directly, just gave a goofy grin and said:

Miss Mei Li, isn't this exactly the bearing befitting a king?

Mei Li shook her head, frowned, and asked: "But what's the point of training like this? Given our king's talent, you should teach him as many combat skills as possible, so he develops more battle patterns in his body, so that the power he gains upon taking office will be greater."

The Dagonite originally thought the same, but the training plan was formulated by Lu Kan, so he could only turn his head and look toward Lu Kan.

Lu Kan pointed at Su Ya below and said:

"Normally, that's how it is."

"But our king is obviously not normal."

"So, compared to the number of battle patterns, what he needs now is more the quality of those battle patterns."

Mei Li frowned: "Why?"

"Because the king's talent reminds me of a deceased person."

Lu Kan calmly said,

"The ultimate point of martial arts is interconnected; to kill a person with a sword, no matter the method or stance, the final act is always the concept of 'slash.' When this most basic martial art reaches its peak, attaining the utmost, it can give rise to the most plain and unadorned miracle."

"Uncrowned martial arts, endless training, unity of heaven and man, clear mirror still water, battle instinct—these most brilliant innate abilities in human history are actually all talking about the same thing."

"Endless training?" Mei Li blinked, looking at Lu Kan,

"You mean—that Lancelot Knight?"

Lu Kan nodded,

"Exactly, that knight famed as the strongest in Britannia, relying solely on skill, can pierce an opponent's armor with a casually picked-up branch without taking their life—such martial arts are unmatched in the age!"

Hearing this, the Dagonite couldn't help but startle, glancing at Lu Kan with some surprise, and asked in astonishment:

"So, you're saying our king could possibly reach the same realm as that Lancelot Knight?"

"No!"

Lu Kan shook his head, narrowed his eyes, and looked down at Su Ya, who was frantically intensifying his training,

"I can sense from the king's body that he possesses a possibility even greater and more frenzied than that!"

"In his casual movements and thoughts, it reveals that he seems to have innately mastered a treasury that contains countless splendid techniques."

"But he doesn't know how to open that power, nor how to transmute it into battle patterns."

"And to open that treasury!"

"To cultivate the strongest king in Britannia's history!"

"The simplest way is to teach him what—"

Lu Kan turned his head to look at the two of them, and spoke firmly, word by word:

"Battle instinct!"

Thanks to the alliance leader's reward from foster father kusamochi!

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