Dimensional Descent

Leonel's fist shot forward, blasting the head of the spirit into pieces.

After he was done, he almost felt bad about it. He had just reacted as quickly as he could and didn't even think much. The poor guy didn't even get a chance to take a good look at his face.

'I should put on some clothes…'

Leonel, unfortunately, didn't have another pair of sweatpants, so he could only use Valiant Heart Mountain's white pair of hammer pants. It would have to do for now.

Despite his success, Leonel didn't feel any sort of complacency. The road ahead still seemed endless and it was impossible to tell how many more opponents he would need to face. Who knew, maybe after a hundred more rounds, he would be right back to gasping for air.

Thinking to this point, Leonel measured the change of his strength he calculated with his last leap, then adjusted himself immediately.

It only made sense that he had missed the mark like this. Though Leonel had been taken 'measured' steps in the past, that didn't mean he was going slow—at least not in the eyes of a normal human. After all, he had to cover a kilometer in less than a hundred seconds, that would be like running that 100 meters ten times at world class Third Dimensional speed.

He had been trying to tap into that speed once again, but forgot to account for the change in his body's strength because he knew he was running out of time before the spirit appeared again. He didn't want to take on any added weight he didn't have to.

'Hm…?'

Leonel blinked.

weight… It

as such since he had cleared the mark, he wouldn't have to deal

was. He really didn't have enough information. He had already tried to ask the dictionary about it, but it mostly functioned on scanning things. The information it

further Leonel progressed, the less enigmatic and omniscient the dictionary

forward, but having adjusted himself, his steps were still calm and perfect. Since he didn't know how long this would go for, he needed to use all the time he had to improve

to tackle was quite a simple one on the surface, but the further he dug,

that his silver-white Stars were silver-white while his blue

was an innocent enough question. The answer also seemed to be obvious as well. There was only silver-white Star Force on Earth and only blue Star Force here. Mystery solved,

your Star were dependent on where you formed them? In that case, did that mean that Leonel was at a

have mentioned it? Or

easy to fall into this belief, even Leonel felt that it might be true. But, something about it all felt… off. As

possibility that Leonel was wrong and this was true. But in that case, could he replace the foundational energy of his

forging out his Nodal Pathways, then split the

the more he formed at once, the more Star Force it would take. It wouldn't be smart to drain himself in

he could think about was

that he was currently dead last and even

**

"Alright."

swung it,

father simply nodded