First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System-Chapter 280: Warming Up Body

Asteraxa’s soft sigh echoed gently in response, tinged with subtle regret.

[I’m a Blood Dragon, Orion, not a Darkness Dragon. This field of study is outside my expertise. But what I can sense clearly is that the curse originates from this world. To fully comprehend it, you only have three options—find the one who placed the curse on her, or look for a master of curses who hopefully can pinpoint her curse, or the last option is to use a powerful treasure that can analyze the curse. None of the paths are easy.]

Orion exhaled softly, his resolve only solidifying further rather than weakening at the difficulty of the task ahead. ’Then I’ll find whatever or whoever is necessary, regardless of the challenge. She’s suffered enough already.’

Asteraxa’s gentle voice responded softly, a hint of approval evident in her tone.

[That’s precisely the kind of determination I’d expect from you. However, tread carefully, this curse might originate from someone very powerful from the Elven lands.]

Orion nodded softly, fully accepting her words of caution. His gaze softened once more as he watched Seraph’s calm, sleeping form, a fire to break her curse began blazing quietly within his dual-colored eyes.

His voice emerged again in his mind, quiet yet unyielding. ’Whatever the risks, I will find the cure for her.’

Orion stood quietly beside Seraph’s bed for a few lingering moments, the gentle rise and fall of her breathing reassuring him of her safety.

Warm afternoon sunlight spilled softly into the room, creating gentle patterns across her pristine features, now relaxed in sleep. Orion gently brushed her emerald hair one final time, offering her a silent promise, his eyes firm with quiet resolve.

With a reluctant sigh, Orion turned away, stepping softly toward the door. He exited quietly, closing the door carefully behind him, leaving Seraph to rest peacefully.

The hallway outside felt calmer now, the earlier excitement having settled into a quiet stillness. Orion’s mind, however, remained active, determinedly sorting through the newfound challenges regarding Seraph’s curse.

His footsteps softly echoed as he returned thoughtfully toward his room, gaze calm yet focused. Upon reaching the doorway, he noticed the quiet emptiness—Rina had already left, leaving the room comfortably silent.

’Looks like she left to train, huh,’ he wondered to himself. He slowly entered, the familiar sight of his spacious room reassuring in its simple elegance.

His eyes immediately landed on his Realm Guardian sword resting silently near his bed. The sleek blade, powerful and familiar, gleamed softly under the soft afternoon sunlight filtering through gently parted curtains.

Orion paused briefly, considering it thoughtfully as his hand gently reached out to grasp its familiar hilt. His fingers curled around the comforting grip, feeling the weight of the blade settle into his palm.

For several quiet moments, Orion stood silently holding the sword, contemplating deeply. Many thoughts filled his mind, swirling and intertwining: his recent evolution, Seraph’s curse, the state of his damaged mana channels, and the deep mysteries hidden within himself.

Finally resolving something internally, he nodded quietly to himself, decisively attaching the Realm Guardian sword to his waist, the familiar weight grounding him securely.

’Time to move my body.’

Stepping out from the room, Orion moved toward the training hall with a curious expression. He moved through the mansion’s familiar corridors with ease, nodding gently to passing servants whose eyes widened slightly in surprise at his presence, as everyone thought he hadn’t yet returned.

The training room opened up before him, spacious and carefully arranged, equipment neatly organized, sunlight streaming warmly through high windows.

He carefully unbuckled the Realm Guardian sword from his waist, setting it gently at the side before flexing his body, stretching thoroughly, feeling muscles and tendons strain slightly from prolonged inactivity.

Gradually, Orion lowered himself to the polished wooden floor, hands planting firmly as he effortlessly began push-ups. This was the first time he was doing push-ups in this world, and it felt unsurprisingly easy.

Despite his not-so-optimal condition, he finished doing 100 push-ups within a couple of minutes before he intensified his workout fluidly, transitioning smoothly from standard push-ups to hands-only push-ups.

He supported his entire weight on his hands as he felt himself being surprisingly light before he effortlessly shifted his weight onto a single hand, maintaining perfect balance.

Finally, he transitioned again, this time astonishingly supporting his entire body weight on a single finger, each controlled breath steadying him.

A satisfied exhale escaped him as Orion sprang gracefully upward, smoothly landing upright with perfect control.

His muscles felt invigorated, as if they were awakening after a long slumber. He moved immediately toward his Realm Guardian sword, smoothly drawing it from its sheath, blade humming gently as it cleaved through the air.

Orion immersed himself deeply into sword practice, fluidly transitioning between carefully memorized sword techniques, each precise movement graceful yet powerful.

He effortlessly executed advanced stances, movements flowing seamlessly into complex sword dances, gradually feeling the harmonious connection between his body, mind, and sword returning stronger than ever.

Exhaling softly, he felt his muscles flexing smoothly with every strike, block, and parry. Each motion carried intense precision and intent, the blade swiftly cutting graceful arcs through the air.

Gradually, Orion slowed, breathing steady, mind clear and sharply focused.

After practicing thoroughly with his Realm Guardian sword, Orion’s eyes glimmered thoughtfully, recalling the countless theoretical dual-wielding maneuvers he had envisioned meticulously within his Sea of Consciousness during his unconscious state.

Determined to test these theories practically, he carefully retrieved the Windsteel Blade from his inventory, its sleek, lightweight design perfectly complementing his main sword.

Holding both swords confidently, Orion took a deep, steadying breath, mentally recalling the precise dual-wielding stances he had imagined repeatedly.

His heartbeat quickened slightly, excitement stirring deep within him as he assumed his first experimental stance.

Slowly and carefully, he initiated movements, tentatively at first, testing his balance and coordination.

Gradually, his confidence grew, movements becoming increasingly swift and fluid. Each sword moved independently yet harmoniously, gracefully weaving through precise arcs and intricate, simultaneous attacks and defenses.

Orion’s focus intensified, excitement building steadily as his body gradually memorized these newly formed routines. He could feel his enhanced physique helping him to synchronize his body with dual swords expertly.

The training room filled with the soft hum and whistle of blades slicing gracefully through the air, Orion’s movements becoming gradually more refined and elegant.

A smile gradually appeared on Orion’s lips, satisfied pride gently filling his heart as he continued refining his dual-wielding techniques.

Though still experimental, Orion could sense clearly their powerful potential. With further practice and refinement, these maneuvers would undoubtedly become deadly and effective combat techniques, especially useful for group battles.

Finally, after a prolonged training session, Orion gradually slowed, breathing deeply as he gently lowered both blades. Despite training for so long, he didn’t feel a hint of exhaustion, yet his eyes sparkled with quiet exhilaration.

The sensation of actively training his body again after months of inactivity felt genuinely invigorating and deeply satisfying.

Breathing steadily, Orion gently set both blades carefully to the side, stretching gently once more to relieve muscle tension.

His expression turned thoughtful, quietly appreciating his improved physique which not only increased his stamina by miles but also increased his mind’s synchronization with his body.

As he rested briefly, a gentle conversation began within his mind, directed toward Asteraxa.

’That was refreshing,’ Orion murmured softly internally, stretching his shoulders gently.

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