Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method - Chapter 42: Speedy, like a Cheetah!

Levi was sure that there weren’t many people with two seeds of life.

In his excitement, he opened his proficiency panel.

Levi Snyder

Frost Wolf Breathing Method: Level 4 (Max); Special Effect: Speed

Huh? I reached the limit? Levi thought quizzically. ‘That’s it?’

He was disappointed. Now he was aware of how important a good breathing method was.

The Black Snake Breathing Method promised him a great future; the Frost Wolf Breathing Method was the end of a typical Knight’s road.

And he was sure there was no way to break through this limit.

[Speed: Your agility is three times that of the average human. It is also easier to dodge some attacks from your enemies.]

Reading about this ability, he found that it wasn’t bad at all.

Looking at his other skills, his Black Snake Breathing Method and Golden Cross are still a long way from breaking through, so he had to continue his training.

His forging proficiency has been delayed since he was busy building himself a shelter. Otherwise, he would be a Level 4 Blacksmith by now.

This isn’t something that can be helped. Levi only had 24 hours in a day.

‘Once I become a Level 4 Blacksmith, I will continue to sell my armour. Then, once I save 800 gold coins, I will set out for the City again,’ Levi planned. He was also excited to see what special effects would be created once he became a Level 4 Blacksmith.

Returning to the castle through the tunnel, Levi brought Knight Fred out to a clearing. He planned to test the effects of his new ability.

Running, attacking, reaction time… Levi performed all these tests so he could have a preliminary understanding of his current strength.

Running was the first test; Levi measured a runway of about 100 metres and leaned forward on the starting line. The muscles in his legs started to swell with power, and steam permeated from the pores, making a weak hissing noise.

Boom!

Levi fired a starting gun into his heart.

His legs shot out, and his body was ejected like an arrow.

Knight Fred was slightly startled; he could see the afterimage of Levi being left behind at the starting line. The explosive speed of his master was extraordinary.

In about five seconds, he reached the finish line.

“My god.”

Levi was flabbergasted; he vaguely remembered that, in his previous life, the passing score for the 100-metre sprint was 14.9 seconds.

Even Usain Bolt’s time remained stagnant at 9.58 seconds.

In terms of sprinting, only a few animals, such as the cheetah, could reach speeds greater than those of an average human.

He was slower than a cheetah, but he predicted that he’d be able to sustain his speedy state for about ten minutes.

“Even though this breathing method is of superficial quality,” he panted. “It’s powerful.”

‘If I’m able to find a perfect breathing method that focuses on speed, how fast will I become?’

Next, he tests his attack speed and reaction time.

“Fred, don’t go easy on me. I want to see just how strong I’ve become and test my limits!” Levi boasted with a confident look.

“As you wish,” Knight Fred smiled.

Levi withdrew Frostmourne, and Knight Fred withdrew Dawn.

In just a mere second, Knight Fred dashed towards Levi.

Knight Fred was careful not to invoke the Golden Cross since it would instantly kill Levi and opted to use his basic swordsmanship instead.

The two battled it out in the clearing, and both parties rained down attacks like a storm. In a few minutes, the two sides stepped aside and faced each other as the heavy dust cleared.

Unknowingly, Levi seemed evenly matched with Knight Fred, and he scoffed under his breath.

“Fred! Don’t go easy on me! In a real battle, the enemy won’t!”

“I’m not going easy on you,” Knight Fred smiled wryly. “Your strength is not much different from mine as an intermediate Knight.”

Wordlessly, Knight Fred exuded an aura of strength and dashed forward like a hungry vulture.

A legendary bird of prey that preys on ferocious, venomous snakes.

Even if Levi tried his best, Knight Fred dealt with him with ease.

‘He’s good,’ Knight Fred smiled among the slashes. ‘He just needs a little more experience in battle.’

Finally, Knight Fred sheathed his sword and praised, “Your strength has far exceeded my expectations, master. It won’t be long before you surpass this old sack of bones.”