I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School
Episode 30 Arc 1. Teacher Assessment pt. 8

How long have I been practicing?

That is what is in the mind of this teacher of papua and china. As a child he always idolized a shooting athlete, especially a long-range shooter. The athlete's name is Mamang Kasuwara.

His penchant also made him interested in trying with his own hands how to shoot right on target.

At the age of 15, he tried to persuade his parents to enroll him to a shooting training ground at the age that was still not ready.

"No.., I want that!" The boy had eyes that shone firm.

Both of his parents who saw the belief tried to register him there, but because of his age who was still underage. There are several requirements, parental supervision is the main thing in these requirements.

For years the boy trained until he graduated from High School. He had won many races until he was finally able to meet his idol.

The nervous feeling of the man who had just completed his high school level was visible when he first met him. An idol he has long liked, but a reality must be seen.

Mamang Kasuwara was old, his eyes were myopic and unable to shoot as before. The man was not sad when he saw his idol aging, he instead directly saluted to that person.

The old man smiled as he looked at the man he saw not only had greatness in shooting, but also high manners. When he first saw the man, the old man was not convinced that he was the right person to inherit his knowledge.

He already knew that the man was a reckless person, but now his eyes met that man. His nature could completely change as the circumstances went, his training must have been so rigorous that the man could distinguish serious and leisurely time.

He touched the man's hair. "You're not just going to be a sniper, you're going to be a great fighter." The old man said quietly while giving Anitya a liquid. "This is Anitya special for magic for those who only get Anitya's injection of immortality. You'll get great vision when you use it. This thing was given when I retired, so it's no longer useful to me. That's why I'm gonna give you this. I trust you, my successor."

The man's eyes sparkled wide, he placed his right hand in front of his chest as a promise.

Shortly after, Kasuwara sat down on the sofa he had provided and closed his eyes for good. He died saluting his successor, the man's cry was visible upon seeing him.

Now the man was standing in the middle of the arena, ready to face his opponent. Right now, he could definitely be the one to carry his class.

His opponent was a physical classroom teacher, with full confidence. Samuel is sure he can win the fight.

"THE FIGHT BETWEEN SAMUEL YUCHENG OF THE 1ST PHYSICAL CLASS 4 AGAINST GUS NATESH OF THE 3RD PHYSICAL CLASS 4 WILL BEGIN, LET'S SEE WHO WILL WIN. LAST YEAR THEY BOTH LOST BECAUSE THEIR ENEMY WAS FROM THE MAGIC CLASS, BUT THIS TIME WAS THEIR CHANCE TO FEEL THE HARSHNESS OF THE SEMI-FINALS...HAHAHAHA!!" Bahar seemed interested in the fight between the two of them.

"ALRIGHT, FIGHTING...IT'S STARTING!!!" Bahar gives quite different cues at this time.

Samuel retreated and tried to aim at the enemy from a distance, but the enemy was too fast.

Natesh was already in front of him when he opened his scope and did a jump kick towards him.

"Hurry up?!"

Samuel curbs Natesh's kick with his gun. A crack in the ground was created from the pressure of Natesh's kick.

"WOWWW, NATESH KICKED SAMUEL WITH AN ORDINARY WILD POWER!!! HE HAD ACTUALLY ALREADY INCREASED HIS STRENGTH FROM BACK THEN."

"I've also improved!"

Samuel throws his gun into the air and punches Natesh with his electric fist.

With super speed, Natesh chose to avoid Samuel's boxing.

"What?!"

Samuel was not given a moment of surprise. Just as he said that, a 3-times twisting kick hit his stomach.

Samuel was pushed back because of his kick.

"Let's go.., is that all you're capable of?" Natesh moved his palms hinting to send Samuel forward.

Samuel was not fed the tunt of his opponent. He twisted his body and retreated to the dindin arena.

Natesh who saw him could only sigh in disappointment and chase after him.

Just before Natesh managed to catch up to him, Samuel jumped up the wall and his body spun upwards. He kicked Natesh with a bicycle kick.

Natesh bounced into the air and landed on the arena floor in a sleeping position.

"What's that?!" Natesh saw something coming down at him.

"Armghhhh!!!" He tried to get up with the light element but his wound slowed him down.

The tip of Samuel's sniper riffle is stuck in Natesh's body.

"SAMUEL HAD PLANNED IT IN THE FIRST PLACE. HE GETS NATESH INTO HIS FIGHTING PATTERN SO THAT THE WEAPON HE THROWS INTO THE AIR CAN HIT HIS BODY PRECISELY... LET'S SEE! IS NATESH ALREADY-....OOOOHHH HE'S STILL STANDING APPARENTLY!!! THE FIGHT STILL CONTINUED EVEN THOUGH A HOLE WAS ALREADY IN THE POOR MASTER'S BODY!!!"

"Is my training lacking? I've been training with all my might, but the result is still failure..." Natesh's sad smile was seen when he pulled out Samuel's weapon that stuck in his body.

"You're not lacking in training!!" Samuel raised his fist without being given any elements.

Samuel's hands and Natesh's feet meet and clash with each other.

"Then what?!" Natesh shouted while releasing his kick and giving another kick.

"But it's your opponent who practices more than you!!!" Samuel avoids Natesh's kick and touches the hole in Natesh's hollow stomach.

'I'll end it epic! Look Mamang sir, I'll make you gobsmack up there.'

An electric magic will he cast in that hole.

I saw him panic!

Pyarrr!!

The sound of broken glass rang out from the commentator room. Bahar jumped up and ran towards the fight of the two of them. His fat body made the audience unsure of what they were seeing. He ran very fast.

Bahar stopped Samuel's hand just before casting magic.

"What?!"

Samuel and Natesh are shocked that Bahar stopped the fight.

He looked at Samuel sharply. "You've won.., there's no need to continue." The battle ended with Samuel's victory.

"What's going on?"

"Why did he stop the fight?"

The spectators are confused.

There's something you shouldn't know about Anitya's weakness. Anitya had a weakness against some elemental attacks. Although they can regenerate, but some elemental forces can damage that system.

Electrical power, for example, if the electrical element accidentally hits the inside of the body close to the heart. So the heart that is the place where Anitya's core is nesting, can explode due to system damage. Likewise with the ice element, ice can freeze the work of the Anitya core and freeze the circulation of Anitya throughout the body.

The two fighters came out of the arena with puzzled looks. Bahar who was standing in the middle of the arena tried to divert it. "Anityas do have the power to regenerate our damaged bodies, but they cannot repair our mental state. If they were hit by more attacks than that, then things like what happened in the previous fight would happen." Bahar's voice was very loud even without using a mic though, the entire square could hear it.

"I won but I wasn't satisfied at all." Samuel was talking to my side by crossing his arms.

"You surprised me," I said flatly.

"You don't look surprised. Looks like something's being cheered here."

"Indeed,." I said flatly while looking at Bahar who was babbling in the arena.

"What indeed?"

"Everything is not perfect, and so is Anitya. You're trying to electrocute the hollow part, the air's already mixed in there. Your attack could kill your opponent."

Samuel was surprised after hearing my explanation. He felt guilty after what he did

"Calm down, even if it can happen, but your magic is too weak to kill him, at best he's just traumatized." I pacified.

"REally?!"

"Fortunately for you, because you are a fighter who relies more on physical rather than magic."

"You seem to know a lot about this, right?" Samuel smiled as he held his waist.

"By the way, were you going to do a combo attack? Looks like you're gonna show your shooting skills." I switched the conversation.

"Hehehe..., I was trying to shoot an attack by hovering upside down."

"I'll look forward to the attack, Samuel. I want to see the attack." Amused him.

"Look, I'll definitely show it in the next fight." Samuel rubbed his philtrum (the area between the nose and the lips).

Samuel went to his stool. Someone looks at me behind Samuel's body, he just looks after Samuel left.

"What do you want, Astra?" I looked at him narrowly.

"Astra?!" Sophia was surprised when she heard the name, her face immediately turned to where I was looking.

"Hello..." Astra who was sitting on the opposite bench which was only separated by the stairs smiled nervously at us.

"What do you want with Mr. Rashid, Astra...?!" Sophia's eyes sharpened towards the man.

"Hey hey! Don't misunderstand me! I'm just here to talk!" Astra retreated her body while shaking both of her palms.

"Then?!" Sophia kept asking questions to keep me from going into dialogue.

Astra stood up from her seat and walked over to me.

"Please teach us!" He knelt in front of me.

I who was putting on a flat face was suddenly shocked silly.

"Haaa?!" Sophia and I gave the same expression.

"Beating one of the 3rd grade magic teachers was considered impossible. But you beat him like it's not a problem, so please teach us. We have an OSIS race between schools. Our abilities are already strong, but there is hardly any improvement!" He begged sincerely despite his high tone.

"Hey why are you stealing our teacher?!" Moka who saw the situation suddenly advanced in front of Astra.

"Who said steal?! I just asked to be a teacher when I got home from school!" Astra was provoked by Moka's words.

The two of them suddenly fought over my mouth, I held my forehead and looked at Sophia. Sophia who understood my point immediately broke them. "You two can shut up?!" Sophia's screams stopped them.

"Didn't you guys see that awful face of Mr. Rashid?!" Sophia pointed at my face which now looked ngenes.

"Hey why is that?!" I interrupted.

"Aren't you the one who said that?!"

"But that's not how it works."

"Eh?" Sophia smiled shyly, her finger pointing at me suddenly went down soft.

"Forget over, but when it comes to teaching. Actually I'm busy

"We'll do anything as long as you want!" Astra patted both of her hands while still kneeling.

"Do you really want to be taught, are you strong?" Moka asked.

"As I said, we're strong, but there's no progress." Astra lowered her head sadly.

"Whatever is it...?" I'm thinking.

"Hey sir, don't blackmail students!" Disturbed Steven came to see us.

'Money? I've got plenty. Oh....'

I patted my palm.

"I want to teach you guys, but I'll test you."

"Tests?" Sophia asked.

"First, take out your weakest member to fight Stevent in the arena. Second, bring out your strongest members." I looked down at Astra who was kneeling before me lowly. "...to fight me...." A condition I've already said.

"Wait why me? Why not Sophia?!" Stevent objected.

"Sophia is strong in both fields, but her magic is more domineering. I'll have trouble judging, so you're the best." I look at him with pride.

Stevent could only stare.

"Thank you, sir! We'll bring him in right now!"

"Non't now! Lombanya is still 2 months away it is still a long time, and now is being teacher assessment. And next week (i smiled wickedly), the written exam was held."

All the students were silent.

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Meanwhile in the commentator room, the President sat down with his legs crossed. A small smile was on his face. "So it's almost yes, Nova." He mentioned the name of the person who was absent in the square.