In the training room, Conrad stood alone.
A slow breath in.
A slow breath out.
Then he activated his En.
Aura expanded outward in a perfect sphere, twenty meters in diameter.
The training dummy ten meters ahead registered as a hollow silhouette within his awareness.
Conrad smirked slightly.
He opened his eyes and fixed his gaze just to the right of the dummy.
He willed it.
For a fraction of a moment, barely perceptible, something thinned.
Then he vanished.
There was no blur.
One instant he stood at the center of the room.
And the next, he manifested beside the dummy.
Conrad blinked once.
The world had not moved around him.
There had been no travel.
The shift felt like a skipped frame in reality.
A grin spread across his face.
Then he ughed.
“What a fast speed…”
“If I get used to this,” he muttered, “things will be better.”
He re-centered his breathing and chose another point three meters to the left.
Blink.
Again, the slight dey.
Again, the thinning of defense, like invisible armor softening for a heartbeat.
He appeared.
Right.
Blink.
Behind the dummy.
Blink.
Back to center.
He began increasing frequency.
One second.
Two seconds.
Five.
Each teleport felt
The absolute dominance over positioning was a really great power, and it felt even much greater than he thought it would feel.
At ten seconds in, he had already teleported more than twenty times.
That was when he felt it.
Each activation shaved away aura reserves. More importantly, he noticed something else.
His ten felt thinner.
Not weaker in output but less dense.
He stopped mid-room and allowed himself to analyze the sensation carefully.
Every time he initiated Blink, his defensive Nen halved during the dey.
Normally, after materialization, the defense returned.
But if he teleported again immediately before fully stabilizing
The restoration was never completed.
He tested it deliberately.
Blink.
Blink.
Blink.
Rapid succession.
His aura did not regain full density between uses.
He exhaled slowly.
“So that’s how it works…”
“It’s like I’m sacrificing half of my defensive aura to keep the engine running,” he murmured.
It meant extended teleport chains would leave him dangerously exposed; an opponent with sharp perception could capitalize on that window.
This increased the risk of using it without thought and pnning, but it is also one of the reasons why he can use it many times over and over again without spending huge amounts of money on it.
Not to mention the fact that he was able to create such an ability in the first pce.
He resumed his training and got used to it.
This time, he integrated the orbs.
Three orbs showed themselves and then started orbiting around him.
He already filled them when he was having breakfast, so their three charges were full and ready to use.
He blinked behind the dummy and immediately commanded the Aura Burst Orb to bst.
Second, he ordered it to bst.
He blinked again to the left fnk and unched the White Death Orb.
He blinked upward, a short vertical shift, and dropped down with Reinforcement driving a kick into the dummy’s torso.
The rhythm began forming.
The room filled with different kinds of attacks.
A bst from the right side, a teleporting figure that kicks from the up and down sides, and a long-range sniper that keeps the target in front of the muzzle, ready to shoot down.
An enemy without huge power would not feel great against such a battle style.
Not to mention they need to keep on protecting themselves against orbs; they also need to engage in close combat against Conrad himself.
Which was a problem, as his training and nen applications and physical capability are really great, which makes it really hard for even enhancer nen users to keep on fighting with him.
He forced himself to slow down for a moment and then kept on changing rhythms and styles.
Speed without crity was suicide in his thoughts, as his teleportation halved his defense.
"Blink."
"Pause."
"Here, I need to observe," he said to himself and then kept on testing.
If he teleported once, an opponent would freeze momentarily even if they were experienced.
There will be a moment, 0.1 seconds maybe, but it will give him an opening to deal a lethal strike.
If he teleported twice in unpredictable intervals, they would begin overcompensating.
If he teleported three times rapidly, his own defense would destabilize.
"The halving of defense effect after teleporting needs 0.3 to 0.5 seconds to refill."
"Which means, if I keep my teleporting cooldown at around 0.3, ideally, 0.5 seconds, I will have no problem engaging in direct combat, as I would not be having my defense halved in such cases."
“So two in succession is optimal,” he murmured. “Three is risky. Four is desperate.”
He stopped again, letting his aura fully recover.
Sweat formed lightly at his temples, not from physical exertion but aura management strain.
“This increases my combat capability significantly,” he said calmly.
“With three charged orbs… Blink… and stable analysis due to experience and state of calm, as well as a life-saving ability due to Life Chain…"
"I can say without any problem that, at this point, I am a really powerful Nen user."
"What I ck the most is the combat that involves the dead in it."
"Like combat in Heavens Arena but to the death."
"If I had such battles at least ten to fifteen times, I would undergo a qualitative change in my capabilities."
He resumed training, this time simuting imaginary opponents.
He teleported into blind spots, then forced himself to endure the vulnerability window without flinching.
He deliberately blinked while imagining an incoming attack.
He trained his body not to panic during the 0.2-second weakness.
Again.
Gradually, the shock faded.
After nearly an hour, he deactivated his En and allowed the orbs to come back to him.
The training room fell silent.
Conrad stood in the center, breathing evenly.
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