Skill Creation in the Fantasy World

Chapter 119: Training Hall?

Felix and Falcon stood frozen in the possible 'training hall'.

Their faces were confused as they couldn't understand whether they were in the right place or not.

"Why don't we try asking that bartender there?"

Falcon expressed, to which Felix nodded as they made their way to the bar counter.

A thin middle-aged man wearing a tuxedo-like outfit with his black hair slicked back was busy cleaning a wine glass with a cloth at the counter.

When he saw two young men approaching him, he placed the glass on the table and turned towards them with a friendly expression on his face.

"What would you like to drink, respected Sirs?"

As the two of them arrived here for a different purpose, they directly asked for his help.

"Umm, we're not here for any drinks. We just wanted to go to the training hall, but there...doesn't seem to be anything related to that here. Do you happen to know where we can find the training hall?"

Felix asked the man while glancing around strangely.

The man tilted his head a bit and a look of understanding surfaced on his face after a few seconds.

"Ahh, you two must be newbies. We rarely get new young members here, so that was a weird question to ask."

Nodding his head, the bartender gave them a deep look as he answered.

"As for the training hall....well, long story short..." he paused to glance around cautiously and continued.

"...the person in charge of this place never bothered to take this facility seriously, so his subordinates, including me, built this place like how we desired."

He said with an unusually careless smile, pointing at himself and some of the other people present in the room.

"We basically turned this place as our resting spot which barely functions as an actual training hall like how everyone else mentions."

Felix and Falcon failed to keep a straight face as they showed weird expressions, not believing the absurd story.

"What!? But...how is that even possible? Did the underworld council not even question you guys for this?"

The bartender made a proud face as he replied to Falcon's question.

"How can they? Our boss is one of the strongest people in the underworld, and as his subordinates, we can do whatever we wish here."

Seeing the haughty look on the bartender, Falcon groaned and turned to Felix.

"Damn, what're we gonna do now? There's no training hall here, so maybe should we try some of the other facilities then."

Felix frowned as he really wanted to battle and test out his newfound powers after reaching Rank 1.

He had especially come here for the training hall to try using aura for the first time, as he couldn't do that at the Zero Rank.

As for the Underworld Arena?

He couldn't go there either as there were mostly Zero Rank warriors participating at that place because the higher ranks refrained from showing off their skills to the crowd to avoid the spread of their information and identity.

"Sigh...I really wanted to fight though.", Felix said as he shook his head in pity.

The bartender shrugged, not feeling anything about their situation.

Falcon suddenly glanced around the room, his eyes narrowing as he spoke loudly with a bit of sarcasm.

"Hmmm, I thought I would get to see a lot of strong people in this training hall or something, but it seems all we got here are a bunch of cowards."

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....Silence.

The room turned completely quiet, with all the people in the room turning their heads towards them.

The bartender made a dumbfounded face as he couldn't say anything, while Felix pulled his taunting teammate closer in a hurry.

"What the hell are you doing!? Do you want to get your ass beaten or what?", he said rapidly in his ears.

Falcon patted Felix's shoulder and gave him an assuring look with a wink.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. If there are no fights going on, then we can always create one."

He shrugged off Felix's hold and faced back to the crowd who were still giving them the stares.

"What are y'all looking at? Did you think that was a slip of my tongue? Well, sad to be you but you guys are truly cowards in my eyes."

Falcon raised the corner of his lips as he mocked them.

He seemed to be enjoying this as he smirked, especially when he saw a couple of guys standing up from their seats.

The bartender on the other hand stuttered speechlessly.

"Y-You..."

Felix raised his hand to stop him, allowing Falcon to do what he wanted as he remembered the time when people used to force him into fights on Earth.

'He's like those delinquents..."

Seeing a group of men walking towards them, Falcon smiled cunningly and said.

"Oh, it seems some of you have guts here or do you just want to refill your glasses? Haha."

The group of five men showed angry expressions on their faces as they neared them, ready to start a fight.

The strongest of them narrowed his eyes on Falcon and questioned.

"What do you want kid? Don't you know how to respect your elders?"

"Respect the elders? Well, I'll only do that if you're stronger than me."

The man rubbed his biceps and showed a furious face along with his friends.

"So you want a fight, huh? Don't cry when you lose."

Falcon grinned widely as he rushed towards them while grabbing his sword.

"We'll see who's gonna cry for real then!"

Seeing the guy running to fight them without a care, Felix sighed and followed him with his sword too.

"Wait for me, Falcon!"

The five men on the opposite side saw them move and also took out their weapons charging forward under the bartender's stunned expression.

"Don't fucking fight here..."

But his words were unfortunately drowned by the screams of the seven men who clashed against each other in the middle of the bar.

Among the five, the strongest of them was at the Peak Rank 1, two at the Mid Rank 1 and the last two at the Early Rank 1.

The crowd gasped at the situation and hurriedly moved away to exclude themselves from the fight, making an empty circle area in the bar.

Falcon was already deep into the five men's reach as Felix reached him.

"Come get me too you fuckers!"

He shouted and jumped up from a chair while diving towards them.

Holding the sword with both of his hands mid-flight, he clashed with a man who blocked his attack but some consequences followed.

'Black Horizon Sword Arts: Assault Impact!'

Felix put his strength on the sword and pushed away the man a few meters away as he hit the counter.

Crash!

The force from the man broke some glasses and expensive-looking bottles, while the bartender pulled at his hair in panic.

"Stop you bastards stop!!"

His words were again ignored by everyone as Felix turned toward the others.

"Help me out, Phantom! These guys are super angry."

Falcon shouted at him while parring off the multiple attacks that were coming in all directions.

Seeing him fight like that, Felix realised he was not called one of the strongest zero rank fighters in the underworld for nothing.

"Coming!"

He ran over with an excited smile, all the while feeling something deep within himself trembling.

That feeling was making him feel as if he had gotten stronger while it was also gradually decreasing in amount.

'Is this aura?'

He wondered as he attacked the other men and took their attention from Falcon.

'Black Horizon Sword Arts: Striking Blades!'

Two men attacked him with their weapons, but he danced between their moves and easily dodged them.

His sword on the other hand slithered like a snake around the two men and left slight wounds on their bodies.

The two men were surprised at his movements, but they quickly became alert and more cautious as they stopped looking down on the two young men.

The bar turned into a frenzy of shouts and clangs as they fought recklessly while the crowd cheered them on the sides.

"Ughh...please...just stop.", the bartender cried until his tears came out but he was just a normal human so he couldn't do a thing.

Tables and chairs flew about and crashed everywhere, turning the place upside down as the crowd just enjoyed the show.

No one came forward to stop the fight as the rest of them were from different factions, and trouble for others meant enjoyment for them.

The reason only Rank 1 subordinates were present here at the training hall was because warriors above that had important jobs and would be busy most of the time.

This left only the five of them at the Rank 1 to deal with the two troublemakers.

While exchanging attacks with the two men, Felix moved near Falcon until the both of them were fighting with their backs against each other.

"Are you keeping up, Phantom?", Falcon asked maniacally.

Parrying off an attack, Felix grinned in satisfaction as he replied.

"Yeah, this is nothing for me!"

The two of them danced in the middle of the bar, their swords weaving through the air as it shined under the bright chandeliers.

The five men including the one who had fallen near the counter were gritting their teeth in irritation as they couldn't seem to defeat the two at all.

After a few minutes of struggle and panting, four of the men had fallen down while Falcon and Felix were still fighting with the strongest one.

It couldn't be called fighting as the two of them were just bullying the man with him in between them.

Both of them had kept aside their weapons and were using their fists and legs to hit the tired man.

"You had one job."

Bam!

The man was hit on the face by Falcon.

"...and that was to-"

Bam!

Another one from behind by Felix.

"..build a training hall-"

Bam!

He spurted out blood from his mouth.

"But you went ahead-"

Bam!

He groaned in pain.

"and made it a bar..."

Crash!

The man was kicked on his ass as he tumbled and crashed on the chairs, his sorry sight making the crowd gulp in pity.

Falcon grabbed the fallen man's collars and was about to continue raining down punches when something happened.

"Creaak~"

The door of the room slowly opened up and a man wearing a one-eye patch on his face stepped in.

This interrupted the whole fiasco as everyone including Falcon and Felix turned to look at the man's direction weirdly.

Only the fallen man and the bartender had their eyes lit up when they saw who had returned.

Meanwhile, the man stood confused at the entrance as he saw the scene, and took a few steps back to check what was written on the door before coming back in.

"Hmmm, I'm not at the wrong place. So anybody mind explaining me what in the hell is going on here?"