Strongest Hammer God

Chapter 699 Accepting the Challenge

Kyle just looked in shock at the fragments of his hammer.

ʼHow?! Literally, how?! I could shove as much Energy into this shit as I want, and nothing would happen! How did my hammer just randomly explode on me?!ʼ

Several calculations shot through Kyleʼs mind.

ʼNo, this canʼt happen from internal accumulation of Energy. This has to be something external. My Energy must have changed the surroundings in a way that put pressure on my hammerʼs composition.ʼ

ʼAlso, how did all of my Energy vanish so quickly? What did it all turn into? Physical power? I mean, if itʼs physical power, it would explain some things, but thatʼs also not entirely correct. If it were just physical power, my hammerʼs hilt would have broken, not the entire thing.ʼ

ʼIt must be something in the surroundings.ʼ

Kyle closed his eyes as he tried to remember the feeling he had had while swinging.

The swing felt great.

However, there was still something missing.

It was like he had perfectly accumulated the maximum power imaginable, but there hadnʼt been a direction.

It was like a bullet that went off without being inside a gun.

It was just a random explosion.

ʼI have to recreate this! This might actually be what Iʼm after!ʼ

ʼIf I can guide this power into an attack, my attacking power would shoot through the roof!ʼ

Kyle quickly grabbed another hammer and returned to hitting the mannequins.

However, even after hundreds of strikes, nothing like this happened again.

Thousand swings.

Ten-thousand swings.

Millions of swings.

Nothing.

Eventually, Kyle stopped swinging and looked at his hammer.

ʼI think I was just insanely lucky. This was probably just an absolutely cosmic coincidence. I essentially flipped a coin and got heads 500 times in a row or something like that through sheer luck.ʼ

Kyle snorted. ʼWould be cool if I could get this luck in something that actually matters.ʼ

ʼI tried so hard to recreate this feeling that my normal mastery didnʼt improve at all.ʼ

ʼSeeing this might have actually set me back, funnily enough.ʼ

Kyle checked the Communicator and saw that not a lot of time was left.

ʼYeah, well, nothing is going to change anymore. Might as well get started. Itʼs not like thereʼs a fixed appointment.ʼ

Kyle quickly wrote a message to the Chief Overseer.

”Iʼm ready for the battle. You can accept the challenge,” he wrote.

Moments later, he received his answer.

”Hi, the challenge has not been rescinded yet, which means your opponent has not become a Crusher yet. It appears that our suspicions were correct. They are most likely a former Legendary Transcendent. If I accept the challenge, the battle will happen within two months. Are you sure youʼre ready? As soon as I accept, thereʼs no way back.”

Kyle snorted a quick laugh. ”Iʼve already been paid. Go ahead.”

”Alright. I will accept the challenge and keep you posted on the details.”

”Thanks,” Kyle wrote back before closing the Communicator again.

As he looked back at his home gym, he scratched his head.

ʼWell, that settles it. Iʼm going to have a pretty significant battle. My power wonʼt be able to improve anymore. Letʼs put the training on hold.ʼ

ʼI should just chill in the cafeteria. Might as well strike up a conversation with some of my seniors.ʼ

Kyle went to the cafeteria, which wasnʼt really a cafeteria.

It was just the big hall with all the amenities and TVs.

After Kyle arrived, he watched the TVs for a while.

The battles happening on the TVs could help him prepare. After all, he hadnʼt had a proper True Battle against an actual human for quite a while.

He didnʼt really know how the dynamic had changed between battling Primals.

As he watched the battles, he noticed that over 90% of Primals were fighting with their physical power, but that also made a lot of sense.

For a Transcendent, all the Aspects of Power were equal, but that was not true for Primals.

The body of a Primal was much more powerful when compared to their Center, Soul, or mind.

It would make sense that the talented Seekers took advantage of that fact.

However, there were also a couple of Primals who fought by focusing on their Elements.

Surprisingly, those Primals won more battles than they lost, which sounded counterintuitive.

Yet, if one looked closer, it actually made sense.

The fights shown there were not fought by average Primals but by elite Primals.

These Primals knew that their bodies were their biggest assets.

The only reason some of them chose ethereal Laws was that their ethereal Laws were just that much more powerful than their physical Laws.

Manny was an example of such a Primal.

Manny barely used his body, and yet, he was absolutely terrifying in a fight.

Resisting his illusions was brutally difficult, and almost no Seeker had any experience when it came to these kinds of attacks.

That was also why Manny was so interested in Kyle. He wanted to know how Kyle could resist his illusions so well, but Kyle just kept giving him the reason that illusions werenʼt real.

Initially, Kyle had said that just to anger and frustrate him, but over the years, it had simply turned into a fun way to mess with Manny.

So, how could Kyle actually ignore Mannyʼs illusions?

The Fourth Curse of Karmic Luck, constant visions.

Kyle had been confronted with these visions for centuries, and in a way, these visions were also just illusions.

In essence, Kyle had trained his ability to see through illusions for centuries, which had made him very good at discerning reality from illusion, but that wasnʼt the entire reason.

It was also important to note that Kyle was very talented with his Soul, which dealt with oneʼs perception of the world. Manny could fake many things, but if he could perfectly fake the subtle movements and fluctuations of the Energies in the surroundings, he would already be an Immortal.

Of course, illusions were real. They were a distortion of the senses. If an illusion were good enough, even Kyle would fall for them.

It was just funny to say that illusions were useless since they were not real.

As Kyle watched the battles, he got another message on his Communicator.

”Hi, the battle will happen in about two weeks. Iʼve sent you an appointment. I am now free to discuss your opponent with you. When do you have time for a short meeting?”

ʼBrah, feels like Iʼm in an office. This guy must have come from Earth or something,ʼ Kyle thought as he composed his answer.

”Sure, lemme just get back to my room. We can talk as soon as youʼre available. Youʼre probably busier than me,” Kyle wrote.

Afterwards, Kyle put his Communicator away and walked back to his room.

For once, he didnʼt go to his home gym but to his actual… room. It was still weird to call this hill and forest a room.

Some minutes later, the Chief Overseer appeared.

ʼWonder who my opponent is,ʼ Kyle thought.

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