Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100 Chapter 1363 Warrior Academy

Previously on Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100...
Lord Arckin praised Max for his victory over a Heron Family gladiator in the Divine Colosseum before revealing he was sent by Lady Virelia to extract him from the planet. Aboard the Star Shuttle, Arckin explained the nature of Ascension Planets and the Divine Realm's vast structure, guiding Max toward a safer haven under Grims Family control. Upon arrival at the new planet, they entered Arckin's imposing mansion, where Max was instructed to await Virelia's arrival and explore the nearby Warrior Academy, while Arckin directed his subordinate Shuko to locate Adam.

Lord Arckin released a deep sigh before he replied. "Out of every genius nurtured on our Ascension Planet, Adam stands as the brightest star. Still, he never caught the eye of elite powers, not even the Black Dragon Academy. True, we hold ties to the Black Dragon Palace, but that hardly places our Warrior Academy alongside the Black Dragon Academy, the supreme academy ruled directly by the seven core families."

His face grew pensive as he went on. "I used to think Adam had the talent to join the Black Dragon Academy, yet they turned him away. And now, some fresh ascendant mortal gets picked as Lady Virelia's personal disciple. The whole thing strikes me as downright ridiculous."

Leaning back a bit, Lord Arckin wrapped up his thoughts. "That's exactly why I need Adam to gauge Max's power. Set up a casual spar between the two. I intend to witness firsthand the true capabilities of the one Lady Virelia chose herself."

"Your wish is my command, my lord," Shuko responded with a deferential bow, then spun around and exited the chamber right away to execute the directive.

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Guiding Max from the majestic hall to his assigned quarters, Ron navigated him along winding passages until they reached a secluded dwelling that truly amazed Max.

The primary room dwarfed any space Max had called home previously, vast like a modest manor instead of mere private lodging.

Extending from the core building was a broad garden crafted for cultivation and practice, its soil fortified and infused with soft flows of Divine Essence drifting effortlessly in the atmosphere.

Settling into a cross-legged position at the garden's heart, Max shut his eyes and directed his attention inside. "My mana has merged completely with the Divine Realm's Divine Essence," he whispered softly, feeling the even and fluid flow inside him. "I'm nearly ready to advance to the seventh tier of Divine Rank."

Even with the breakthrough barrier so tantalizingly near, Max held back from hastily consuming high-level Divine Rank beast cores to push forward. He knew that forcing growth without grasping this realm's laws might squander his future prospects.

Opting for restraint instead, Max aimed to comprehend the real mechanics of cultivation in the Divine Realm prior to progressing, convinced that superior approaches existed beyond mortal realm beast cores.

In an environment brimming with pure and plentiful Divine Essence, it made sense for cultivators to draw on unique resources and practices for advancement.

Max was sure that adopting those techniques would boost his power much more effectively than sticking with outdated mortal methods.

Throughout the remainder of the day, Max concentrated on honing mastery over his fifth-level concepts, meticulously steadying their pulses amid the thick Divine Essence enveloping him.

He let each concept harmonize subtly with its surroundings, watching their responses in this unfamiliar setting and preventing any wild surges. In this serene way, time slipped by unnoticed, and soon the daylight faded into night.

On the following morning, Max resolved to explore the Warrior Academy Lord Arckin referenced. More than just heeding the advice, he burned with interest in the caliber of talents assembled there.

Based on his deductions, the academy's students were probably all recent ascendants like him, given the world's status as an Ascension Planet.

To Max, the Warrior Academy mirrored the Divine Colosseum in intent, only more polished and compassionate, since both served to develop and assess promising individuals for induction into the seven core families and elite groups beneath the Black Dragon Palace.

Situated close to Lord Arckin's estate, the Warrior Academy was easy for Max to reach, strolling there at a leisurely speed amid its vast premises. The site buzzed with energy, alive with motion and chatter, and as Max drew near, he spotted numerous young ascendants milling about, drilling skills, or chatting in clusters.

"So many youths fill this place," Max murmured under his breath while surveying the crowd. "Looks like they only accept young ascendants with untapped promise, not the elders who've maxed out their Divine Rank progress."

The vibe alone revealed this was a hub for fostering development, not sheltering those who'd plateaued long ago.

Entering the Warrior Academy's gates smoothly without any hurdles, Max made his way to the heart of the grounds, where the Divine Essence hung thicker and purer.

Hardly had he advanced a short distance when a sharp call echoed from behind.

"Hey, aren't you the guy who beat the Grim Gladiator?" an academy disciple blurted out, jabbing a finger at Max with wide-eyed surprise.

That cry alone sparked interest, and quickly, heads swiveled toward Max as faces lit up with dawning realization.

"Yeah, that's him—Max, I think his name was," a voice murmured, laced with astonishment.

"What's he doing at the Warrior Academy when the Grims Family runs it?" a second disciple wondered with a scowl. "I figured he'd go to the Heron Family, since the Divine Colosseum is theirs."

Whispers rippled outward fast, buzzing with intrigue and guesses about why this notable arrival had chosen the Warrior Academy over more predictable spots.

"You're Max, aren't you?" a voice broke in from ahead, silencing the chatter. An arrogant youth strode up boldly, stance assured and eyes brimming with open scorn.

His presence radiated intense pressure, marking him as a 4th level Rebirth Realm practitioner, though Max couldn't pinpoint the precise extent of his power.

Calmly facing the newcomer, Max gave a simple nod. "I am."

"So you're the fellow who toppled the Grim Gladiator and set tongues wagging across endless Ascension Planets," the youth scoffed, eyeing Max dismissively from head to toe. "But I'm not buying your so-called prowess. A sixth level Divine Rank fighter pulling that off? It doesn't add up. Must be another blunder by the Divine Colosseum."

A smug grin twisted his features as he pressed on. "I'm Raj, a top disciple here at the Warrior Academy, and I'll reveal your real level to all these onlookers."

No sooner had he spoken than Raj sprang into action. Bursting ahead with fierce velocity, his fist erupted in roaring crimson fire that blazed wildly up his limb. Unyielding, he hurled the fiery strike directly at Max, determined to assert dominance before the watching students.

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