
by Glassbound
My combat techniques don't just train themselves—they have flashes of inspiration. [Swift Step] refused to be outdone and broke through to the 'Proficient' rank on its own! [Thunderclap Slash] trained diligently through the night, its progress steadily increasing! When I was transmigrated into a world of sword and magic as a bottom-tier academy student, I thought my future was bleak. Then I discovered my skills have a mind of their own. They're grinding 24/7, pushing my power to terrifying new heights. Now, with the kingdom's deadliest Advancement Trial only 100 days away, everyone else is bleeding and sweating for every sliver of progress. Me? I just need to sleep... and wake up stronger.
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