Reborn With A Technology System In A Fantasy World-Chapter 79: Phantom Flow Technique

Master Von took a step back, his presence filling the quiet Dojo as he fixed Adrian with a steady gaze.

"Movement is the greatest form of combat," he declared, his voice resonating with authority.

Before Adrian could process the words, Von slid backward with startling speed, his feet gliding across the floor as if untouched by friction.

He came to a stop in a flawless stance, and continued, "With movement, you can retreat."

Next, Von demonstrated an evasion, his body bending swiftly to the side as if dodging an invisible blade.

His torso twisted with uncanny precision, his knees flexing just enough to maintain balance, while his arms flowed in a smooth arc to redirect imaginary force.

The motion was so fluid it seemed almost supernatural, yet grounded in perfect control.

"You can evade," he said, straightening up.

Without pause, Von lunged forward, his body a blur of motion that sent Adrian’s heart racing as his instincts screamed danger.

But Von halted inches away, his fist poised mid-strike. The air seemed to sing with restrained power.

"You can lunge," he said calmly.

Finally, he raised his hands upward in a swift, defensive motion, his palms slicing through the air to block an unseen overhead attack.

His feet shifted, rooting him firmly as his body coiled, ready to spring in any direction.

"And you can block quickly, too," he added, lowering his arms.

Adrian’s eyes widened as he was captivated by the seamless display.

Von’s movements were like a dance. They were not only lethal, but effortless. But the instructor wasn’t done.

He noticed Adrian’s awe and stepped back with a serious expression.

"But the greatest part of this technique lies in its essence: movement. This is the Phantom Flow Technique."

Before Adrian could react, Von exploded into motion, his body flashing around the Dojo.

He seemed to flicker in and out of existence, one moment near the mat, the next by the far wall, then back again.

His speed was dizzying, leaving afterimages that blurred Adrian’s vision.

The air seemed to tear with the sheer force of his presence and Adrian’s head spun as he struggled to track the Instructor.

Finally, Von stopped, standing calmly in his original spot without a bead of sweat on his brow.

Adrian’s mouth hung open as his mind reeled. He was already imagining himself wielding the Phantom Flow Technique, weaving through enemies with untouchable grace, his mana gun firing precise shots while he danced out of reach.

It would make him unstoppable.

"I achieved that without mana," Von cut him, his tone matter-of-fact. "And I was holding back my speed. The true power of a Knight’s technique lies in channeling mana through it. When you master that, you’ll be truly unstoppable."

He fixed Adrian with a piercing look. "Are you ready to learn?"

"Yes, sir."

Von’s lips twitched in approval. "Good. Now, let’s begin."

***

~DING—DONG!~

The bell’s chime sliced through the Dojo, and Adrian collapsed onto the floor immediately, his chest heaving as he gasped for air.

His body felt like it had been wrung out and every muscle screamed in protest.

He had never imagined exhaustion like this, not as a Knight, let alone a 2-Star Knight. The last three hours had pushed him beyond anything he had ever experienced, leaving him drained in a way that even his enhanced physique couldn’t counter.

"Monster," Adrian muttered under his breath, glancing at Master Von, who stood over him with a faint, amused smile.

Von had broken down the Phantom Flow Technique into its core components: retreat, evade, lunge, and quick evasion; demanding Adrian replicate each movement with precision.

It sounded simple, but the reality was brutal. Every step required perfect balance, every dodge precise timing, every lunge explosive force, all while maintaining the base stance.

Von had pushed him through drill after drill, correcting his form with sharp commands.

"Knees lower!"

"Don’t lean forward!"

"Faster, but controlled!"

Adrian hadn’t caught a single breath and his body was forced to repeat the sequences until they burned into his muscles. Von’s patience was infinite, but his standards were merciless.

At one point, Adrian had stumbled during a lunge, his legs buckling under the strain. Von had simply pointed to the mat and said, "Again."

By the hundredth repetition, Adrian’s movements had started to flow, but perfection was still a distant goal.

Von had made it clear: Adrian wouldn’t learn to channel mana into the technique until he mastered the physical foundation.

Now, sprawled on the mat, Adrian wondered why he’d signed up for this. The Phantom Flow Technique was incredible, but the cost was steep. freewёbnoνel.com

His stamina, even at 2-Star, had been pushed to its limit. ’I wonder when I’ll get a notification from the System,’ Adrian thought again with a sigh.

Von’s voice cut through his thoughts.

"You’ll never be perfect without practice. I’m guiding you now, but you need to drill these movements on your own. You’re about 10% there, but you haven’t mastered that 10%. Keep at it."

Adrian, too exhausted to speak, managed a weak nod. His body felt very heavy, but he understood. Mastery required repetition, and he wasn’t one to shy away from hard work.

Von continued, folding his arms. "Body Combat classes are twice a week, Wednesdays and Fridays, to avoid overstraining students. But you’re a 2-Star Knight, so you can handle more. Find me after homeroom when you’re free, and we’ll keep practicing. This is a basic technique, and I expect you to master it soon."

Adrian’s mind groaned at the thought of more grueling sessions, but he couldn’t refuse. Von’s offer was a rare opportunity, and the Phantom Flow Technique was too valuable to abandon.

"Yes, sir."

Von nodded with approval. "Good. Now, go rest. You’ve earned it."

Adrian tried to stand, but his legs wobbled, and he sank back to the floor. He lay there for several minutes, staring at the Dojo’s high ceilings as he recovered.

Finally, after a long time of idly lying down, Adrian finally mustered enough strength to drag himself upright, his muscles protesting with every move.

He bowed to Master Von before he lef. "Thank you, sir," he said, then shuffled toward the Dojo’s exit.

[12:20 PM].

"My body deserves some rest... But I need the Alchemy class."

Adrian sighed. The last Alchemy class had been fruitful, and he wouldn’t want to miss this one until he had learned everything he came for. So he had no other choice but to be there.

Dragging his feet through the courtyard, he began approaching the East Wing.