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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failed in the first day, still came out to support in full force during the second day. Not only were they here in solidarity, but they also wanted to see

to check if he was truly okay. None of them knew what happened

as though this matter truly had

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 that Leonel had not regretted his decision and could

though, was that

split much of his attention to focus on the arena

certain that he would have red hair and eyes. In addition, he should have an energy signature similar to that of the

didn't expect was the

for the other foot to drop. They were

walking on pins and needles. Many of them had nervous or fidgeting expressions that

lastly… the Viola family region which should have been

obvious to him that something big had happened. There was no way that the Viola would miss such an opportunity. And, considering the relaxed air and smiles around

catch a family of such great stature off guard. The

He was their Vassal, so he probably had to fight as well. If he died, did the tablet

would make things a lot more complicated. Rather than defeating one person, he would have to deal with a whole family, all while

when his Internal Sight flickered once more. His brows couldn't help but

Savahn, Yuri and Miel were right there, seated together along with the

manage to escape? Never mind, this is a

Leonel's pupils constricted.

hands gripped together, suddenly snapped her head in the direction of Earth's people. Leonel's back was facing her as

my Internal

before Orinik flickered and appeared. He

performance will be vetted to decide upon the third and final day. The billboard will decide

flickering of the board began. There were only 300 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