Dimensional Descent

Leonel woke up and stretched.

With light steps, he hopped out of bed and began his revamped flexibility routine. This version was much less embarrassing than the former, but Leonel still preferred to do it alone.

The Luxnix were natural healers, so the techniques they had in this regard were extensive and well thought out. Compared to the techniques of Valiant Heart Mountain, they were by far and away better. They couldn't even be considered to be in the same league.

Leonel wanted to focus on not just flexibility, but power in his flexibility. The importance of that would be his ability to apply strength in positions most could not.

For example, in a deep squat where ones bottom nearly touched the ground. Most couldn't even get into such a position to begin with, at least not without their heels coming off of the ground. But, even those that could reach such a position, how much weight could they push?

Depending on the depth of a squat, the max weight that could be pushed varied along a predictable slope. What Leonel wanted to was eliminate this weakness as much as he could, and to do so with every similar type of movement as well.

To perfectly fuse flexibility and power, that was his ultimate goal and he was well on his way.

Leonel jumped to his feet and felt like a spring was coiled within his body. His joints felt good, his ligaments and tendons felt smooth, and his muscles felt explosive. Better yet, his mind was in its prime. Every breath of air felt fresh and beautiful.

'Time to go.'

Leonel slipped on a pair of sweatpants and a crisp T-shirt. He no longer bothered with shoes these days as his body was already stronger than any shoe sole to begin with. On top of that, using his own two feet not only made him more sensitive to certain changes, but Leonel also felt more flexible in his movements.

He smiled lightly to himself, running his fingers through his pale violet hair.

'Today should be fun.'

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full force during the second day. Not only were they here in solidarity, but they also wanted to see the true extent of prowess the geniuses of the Sector

time to time, almost as if to check if he was truly okay. None of them knew what happened at

always had. He laughed and joked with the others as though this matter truly had nothing to do with him. This allowed them and Leonel's grandmother to sigh a breath

and draw a line on their self worth. But, when push came to shove, they would still allow others to steam roll over them. At least for now, it seemed

notice, though, was that Leonel had raised an internal eyebrow

arena and its people. He not only needed to locate him,

Viola family members previously, so Leonel was effectively scanning the whole arena for someone who should match his description. Leonel was certain that he would have

expect was the oddity

waiting for the other foot

them had nervous or fidgeting expressions

family region which should have been filled to

no way that the Viola would miss such an opportunity. And, considering the

stature off guard. The Luxnix have been biding their time for three generations so maybe they

he probably had to fight as well. If he died,

have to deal with a whole family, all while trying to outpace what growth they'd have with a

finished this thought when his Internal Sight flickered once more. His brows couldn't help but furrow

there, seated together along with the commoner ranks. The only difference

escape? Never mind,

Leonel's pupils constricted.

together, suddenly snapped her head in the direction of Earth's people. Leonel's back was facing her as he didn't need to look with his eyes to use his Internal Sight. But, that

my Internal

a chance to process this before Orinik flickered and appeared. He clearly had no intention of waiting for the

style tournament. Your performance will be vetted to decide upon the third and

individuals who made it past the first day and each round robin group would have 20 individuals. It also seemed that due to the fact these groups were smaller this time, all