"No wonder they call it the newbie zone, it looks just like kids fighting." Pad watched the young folks, like something out of an old Yan Country movie, counteracting each move with a silly chuckle.
Is this what they call real combat?
Could someone actually get hurt with this?
Do they really need experts around to protect them?
Maybe I could try to get a Martial Arts Certificate in Yan Country?
Thinking this, Pad crossed the white line at the entrance of the martial arts school. The very step he took turned his body, initially trembling with excitement and stimulation, suddenly ice-cold.
At the same time, Pad felt countless pairs of eyes staring at him.
"Am I actually scared? Scared because of this childlike spar?"
Pad looked at those youths exchanging blows at a snail's pace, yet he couldn't help but tense up his already fully activated body due to his superpower.
"Thanks for letting me win!"
