Gaming Sword Magician

The instant the countdown ended, the mana shooters started powering up. There were a total of three mana shooters placed at the finishing line, each steamed up as a hole opened at the front side of their construct. All aimed at a young rabbit.

[Guardian, hurry up. The earlier you reach the end the easier it will be] System reminded Whittaker, but there wasn't a need to.

The instant the countdown ended, Whittaker's legs bent and his body leaned forward. Just like a cheetah, he dashed away from the starting line with explosive force by using the newly learned skill "Sprint".

[Skill Sprint: Movement speed increased by 10%.]

10% wasn't a lot but at this moment even a single second increase in speed matters.

The useless memories of 400+ goblins have become useful for Whittaker whose power was suppressed by the formation. These basic abilities that cost no mana and battle energy have become useful in a time where his powerful abilities have become useless. It's as the Rouge King had quoted bluntly,

"There's no useless skills or magic spells, just a useless person. Get ready to die!"

By the time the mana shooters had powered up, he was already three yards away from the starting line, almost immediately, a thundering sound that would distract any normal person rang out from the mana shooters.

Bomb! Bomb! Bomb!

The three-mana shooters shot a total of nine bullets formed from the condensation of pure mana. They shot towards the young snowy-haired boy's path. Several wind lines indicating the trajectory of the bullets whisked towards Whittaker, who was staring ahead with wide-open eyes. Occasionally, an unnoticeable flicker will appear in his eyes and disappear in the very second.

He thought with a gulp, 'I would become a sieve if my reactions are not keen. The nine mana bullets were shot at the same time and their trajectory is also the same. Yes! With one move, I will be able to dodge all of them' 

Just as the nine mana bullets were about to hit, Whittaker utilized the skill "Sidestep" and dodged to the left. The mana bullets whisked past his shoulder slightly grazing his bloodied academy uniform. The moment his feet touched the ground, he rushed forward once more.

To dodge at the very end, normally, this would be considered the actions of a suicidal maniac. There was a 99% chance of dying if a person misstepped, after all, but Whittaker executed it naturally.

Mana bullets whisked past him consistently as the three Mana shooters continued to aim at Whittaker and thundered about. However, he avoided them easily with the use of a single skill, every single time.

It was as if a pro gamer was using a controller to move him left and right at the appropriate time. Moreover, the way he sidestepped at the last moment made it seem as if he had bribed the magic construct ahead of time...

Seeing Whittaker taking less than ten seconds to cross 20-yards, Elder Zachary couldn't help but be shocked. "Hahaha. To put one's life at risk in a battle of life and death to achieve success. He really has the blood of the Divine battle King in his veins! He's already at the 25-yard-mark. Even Avalon took more time than that!"

Avalon was the name of the Ancient Wind Emperor, who took the real trial at the summit of the Zen mountain when they were young, about 400+years ago. Elder Zachary still remembered it to this day because It was an important event. Also, his trial was based on the real trial.

Nina proudly says ‹Zachy! It took the boy only half the time Avalon needed to cross half the race. He is one of the best "Inheritor" that you can get]

Elder Zachary knew that. The boy was a treasure, and he wanted to grab him, lock him by his side until he passes over everything to him. 

In silence, they watched him advance. The speed and accuracy Whittaker just displayed were like that of a battle veteran who had tempered himself for countless years through war. Every move of his was straightforward and efficient, something a twelve-year-old boy couldn't pull off. Even Elder Zachary himself, who also participated in the "Race against Time" trial didn't perform any better than Whittaker.

Actually, he was eliminated at the 35th second... As for why? 

After reaching the 30-yard mark, the repel formation will be activated!

[Repel Formation (4-star)

Effect: Deflect projectiles and double their speed!]

Nina announced: ‹Zachy, he went past 30 yards!› 

Elder Zachary quickly utilized his A-rank wisdom skill Absolute Focus to focus all his senses on Whittaker. He wanted to see how an F-rank mage will handle the situation that he couldn't as an E-ranker. Nina, on the other hand, had started to record Whittaker's actions.

The moment Whittaker went past the 30-yard mark, the mana shooters fired eighteen bullets. The target of these bullets was no longer Whittaker, himself. Instead, It was a wide wall with a magical symbol right behind him. It had silently appeared when Whittaker crossed the thirty-meter mark, but it didn't escape his Devansha vision.

'System, what is it?'

[A repel formation. It can repel the mana bullets and increase their speed. Guardian, be careful!] The system warned.

Right away, the three mana shooters pumped out twice the amount of mana bullets as Whittaker had stepped past the 30 yards of this field. The eighteen mana bullets were no longer entirely aimed at Whittaker as many shots to his left and right.

A normal challenger would consider this situation to be lucky!

"The Mana construct has malfunctioned. Hooray~" But only after death would they realize how wrong they were.

From the bullet trajectory within his sight, Whittaker determined that only three bullets would hit him: however, dodging to the left and right wasn't possible either. As the rest of the bullets will pass by there at the same time. Also, it was game over if even a single mana bullet crashed on his petite little body. 

The mana bullet spewed by the mana shooters is a D-rank pure-mana spell while he was merely an F-rank battle master. One hit and his bones will be crushed!