"Jasper, come with me," Frost said.
"Okay Jasper, I'm gonna teach you something. There's something called the Heavenly Arts," Frost continued.
"Heavenly Arts?" Jasper asked.
"Yes, it's mainly composed of the Three: Divine Arts, Holy Arts, and Sacred Arts," Frost explained. "The Divine Arts focuses on strengthening both the body, mind and spiritual power. The Holy Arts focus on defense and evasive maneuvers, increasing not only speed but the brutality of the body. The Sacred Arts focus on attacks, accuracy, and calmness of mind."
Jasper listened attentively and then asked, "Which one do you use, Frost?"
"I am a master of Sacred and Divine Arts, where I focus on attacking, and I make up for my lack of speed using the force of my feet," Frost answered.
"Can't you master all Three?" Jasper asked.
"Unfortunately, not, because the other one contradicts the other," Frost explained.
"Is there a fourth?" Jasper inquired.
"Sharp eye, Jasper, but you can't use it yet," Frost replied.
"If I master the Three, will you show me?" Jasper asked excitedly.
"SURE, and if you can defeat me," Frost replied with a grin.
"Sure, sure, Frost," Jasper replied with a smirk.
"What's with that face?" Frost asked, glaring at Jasper with ice-cold eyes.
Before the team left for the mission, Madam Blood instructed Frost to make sure Jasper was ready by the next day using the time chamber.
"Don't worry, Madam Blood. I'll be the one training him," Frost assured her with a smirk.
Madam Blood couldn't help but react with a cute, confused face as she exclaimed, "Jeezzzz Frost!!!"
After spending almost a year in the time chamber, Jasper and Frost had only two days left to prepare for the upcoming mission.
"Frost, let's fight this time. I've got a trump card," Jasper said confidently.
Inside the Time Chamber, Jasper and Frost engaged in a grueling two-day battle. Jasper utilized his mastery of the Divine, Holy, and Sacred Arts, while Frost demonstrated his own mastery of the Sacred and Divine Arts with his swift speed.
The two fought for what felt like an eternity, neither giving an inch. Frost's movements were fluid and graceful, but Jasper was able to keep up with his swift speed. Jasper's defensive techniques were strong, but Frost's attacks were relentless.
As the fight wore on, both Frost and Jasper began to show signs of exhaustion. Their movements slowed, and their breathing became heavy. Sweat dripped down their faces as they continued to trade blows.
In a moment of desperation, Frost unleashed his most powerful attack, but Jasper was able to dodge it and land a powerful punch to Frost's chest, sending him crashing to the ground.
Jasper stood over Frost, his breathing heavy, and his body covered in sweat and bruises. Frost lay on the ground, staring up at Jasper with a mix of respect and defeat.
"That was...amazing," Frost said, struggling to catch his breath. "You've truly mastered the arts."
The two lay on the ground, their bodies battered and bruised but their spirits lifted by the intense battle they had just endured.
Frost's face was bruised and bloodied, but he had a smile on his face as he looked up at Jasper.
"Hey, are you okay?" Jasper asked, looking concerned. Both of them were heavily wounded, with cuts and bruises covering their bodies.
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The Triumphs
AdventureJasper, a second-year high school student, was living an ordinary life until he discovered the truth about his society's faction system. As he begins to uncover more about the secrets that have been kept from him and his fellow citizens, Jasper must...
