Scene 2A - Dance of axes

Master Mo looked on, a twinkle in his eyes even though his face was expressionless, as Vince stood up, pulled off his shirt and shoes to reveal a muscled body full of scars, and walked towards the stage with his Francisca axes hanging from his belt. He resized two of the axes and held them in his hands as he took a battle stance, readying himself for the onslaught, and yelled, “Disciple is ready!”

Master Mo snapped his fingers, causing the golems to start spawning, “Begin!”

The golem's eyes lit up as they activated, and steam rose off of their bodies as they started to move, attacking in a fury. Vince moved across the stage full of vigor, imbuing his weapons with gravity magic to increase their attack power before throwing them into the golem's faces. Jumping into the air, Vince stepped on a golem's face, retrieving his axe from it as he did, and moved off before another golem punched the one he was standing on, causing it to burst apart into fine granules of sand.

Using > on the grains of sand floating through the air, Vince was able to move at strange angles as he dodged through the ever increasing group of golems, all the while throwing axes left and right to cut off arms, legs, and heads before calling his weapons back with gravity magic.

It mystified him to no end how he moved as if on instinct, his movements full of savage rage as he infused earthen magic into his legs and used a variation of the > spell to create an earthen whip that managed to slash apart the heads of golems no matter which direction he sent it in.

Unlike Len's dance of blades that was full of heroic intent, Vince seemed to transform into a primal beast that smashed everything in his way when he fought.

Master Mo inwardly praised his disciple, ‘Not bad, not bad. Using the few spells he created along with the memories from his axes, Vince’s battle style is well-formed even though it drains mana a bit too quickly.’

Limbs made of soil continued to fly through the air as Vince’s muscles tensed up before sending out countless fists full of destructive intent. Suddenly Vince's eyes lit up and flickers of gravity magic started to slowly flow away from his body and stick to the golems, decreasing their speed.

Seizing the chance, Vince returned all nine of his axes to their original size and released them into the air, where gravity magic caused them to spin around his body. With a shout of, “Fly!” Vince spread his arms wide and sent the axes to smash into the center of nine golems, blowing them back into those behind them and bringing the stone stampede to a halt.

As Master Mo predicted, within a minute Vince has exhausted his mana and was sent flying off the stage. Vince struggled to stay awake, but his consciousnesses rapidly faded as a bitter thought echoed within his mind, 'I didn't get forty...'

Scene 2B - Infinite Arrows

Once Vince had been treated and the stage had been cleared, Saren stepped up with his eyes frosted over in a glacial chill, his bow in hand. Holding utter contempt for what was to come he pulled back on the longbow's string, causing a light blue arrow made of his qi to form under the power of the bow's tear shaped symbol. Saren silently notched the arrow and waited for his enemies to appear.

His voice boomed with a heavy accent not his own, “>,” as the words left his mouth, a vague image of an old man with long black hair covering his face wearing a loose blood colored robe that did nothing to hide the long scar on his chest appeared behind him.

Master Mo watched thoughtfully, ‘I see, so that bow's special ability is to create arrows out of thin air using qi as a medium. I wonder... if one places more qi into the ability, would a stronger arrow appear?’

With a beastly grin on his face, Saren fired at the first golem before it even touched the ground, pinning an arrow straight through its skull. Pulling the bowstring back, he let loose another arrow at a new target, but the golem managed to block the attack with its arm.

Master Mo, noticing Saren's skill level, raise the golem's abilities with a flick of his finger, ‘Humph! I can’t let you trample these Golems too easily with that God Slaying weapon, or you’ll make your siblings look bad!’

Saren suddenly reached out, pointing at the arrow embedded within the Golem's arm, “>!” The arrow crackled with a blue light before bursting apart with a thunderous roar, blowing the golem's right arm into smithereens!

‘This Tear of the Night is actually a terrifying branching ability!’, As always, Master Mo's inward shock didn't show on his face as he watched Saren release a rain of exploding arrows upon his pitiful golems, managing to kill forty of them in no time at all.

‘At this point, he’ll kill a hundred with no problems... Time to increase the difficulty again,’ Master Mo thought as he increased the golem's movement speed, making them harder to hit.

Put off by the large wave of golems swarming towards him, Saren had no choice but to place his bow aside and take up his battle knives. He lined the edges of their blades with qi before diving into the golem swarm, slashing and cutting at everything within his reach.

Master Mo watched Saren swim through the sea of golems with ease and was unable to hold back his praise as the battle reached a peak.

‘It’s almost as if this child was born to battle…’