The Witcher: Grinding Proficiency Starting with the Witcher

"Not just the eyes... are there other senses?"

Li Wei closed his eyes, immersing himself completely in his hearing.

The wind howled in my ears above the cliff, interspersed with three increasingly sharp whistling sounds that came from afar.

"Idiot! I told you to use your senses more, not to close your eyes and wait to die!"

Aite's roar exploded.

Li Wei opened his eyes in an instant, and the huge pendulum was already hurtling towards him!

In a flash, he stepped onto the wooden stake, his body twisted rapidly to the side, narrowly avoiding a pendulum swing.

"call!"

The wind rushed up behind him, and he could even feel his clothes being pressed down by the strong wind.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stomped hard on the wooden stake to his left.

The pendulum whistled past his body, and the biting cold wind turned his cheeks red.

His offensive continued; he pressed forward, chasing after the pendulum that had just swung by.

As soon as the wooden figure's shoulders emerged from behind the pendulum, Li Wei gripped his sword with both hands, his body moving with the sword, a sharp arc of light slicing through the air.

Spinning Cross Slash!

"Snap!"

The sword blade collided with the leather armor on the wooden dummy, sparking dazzling flashes.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Aite's lips as he finally lowered his grip on the sword hilt.

"Bravo Marina, I take back what I just said. You're not stupid, kid!"

"That's it, keep going!"

Li Wei stepped back a few paces and returned to the starting point of the wooden stake.

The three-sided pendulum swayed again, and a new round of tests had begun.

Windmill training tests not only a demon hunter's dodging and attacking skills, but also their mental fortitude.

After all, the monsters, villains, and bandits that witchers will face will never abide by the code of chivalry and engage in one-on-one duels with you in an open field.

Fighting multiple opponents is the norm for Witcher.

Every swing of the sword is like dancing on a tightrope; a slight misstep could lead to an abyss beside you.

Having learned from his first success, Li Wei moved with increasing ease, weaving and attacking between swings.

Half an hour later, Aite finally pulled the stop mechanism.

The three pendulums stopped abruptly in mid-air with a "click" sound from the bearings.

"Well done, you can come down now."

Aite clapped his hands, "Let's give others some training time too."

Li Wei, sword in hand, his back soaked with sweat, wiped the sweat from his face with the back of his hand and leaped nimbly off the wooden stake.

The surrounding apprentices all looked at him with awe and admiration.

Lao Wen had already lowered his head, and it was unknown what he was thinking at that moment.

Aite looked at the brown-haired boy in the crowd.

"Brand, you're next."

Brand paused, then slammed his right hand on his chest, making a resounding thud.

"Yes, Instructor Aite!"

He picked up his sword, stepped on the stones along the city wall, and climbed up the wooden stake.

Aite glanced at Levi, whose cheeks were flushed. His dark pupils and healthy skin were incongruous with the sickly paleness that was a hallmark of the Witcher.

"Go and take a rest."

"No, Instructor Aite, I want to go to the wooden dummy training ground to practice my sword for a while longer."

Li Wei shook his head.

Aite shook his head and smiled, "Whatever."

After saying that, he pulled the switch on the pendulum again.

Li Wei walked down the other side of the passageway to the ground. After taking only a few steps, he heard Aite's cold and sarcastic remarks from behind.

"Brand, are you still asleep? If those cat eyes aren't useful, gouge them out and throw them at Levi!"

Li Wei's lips twitched.

What do you mean by "you just dump it on me if you don't want it"?

He subconsciously raised his hand and touched his eye socket.

To be honest, Cat's Eye is actually quite handsome. Every time I see the apprentices wearing it, it's impossible not to feel a little envious.

Especially Turka's golden cat eyes, they're absolutely stunning.

But the thought of that itchy, pale face made him give up the idea.

This is what they mean by "you can't have your cake and eat it too."

Bring up the panel.

【Whirling Cross Slash: 80/100 (Beginner)】

[General Physical Skill Proficiency: 70 points]

He's gained so much in just half an hour! He should be close to mastering the Vibration Power of the Spinning Cross Slash.

Seeing this data, the frustration I felt last night from meditation vanished instantly.

Keep working hard!

He stretched his aching back, scooped up some cool water from the well next to the training ground and drank it down, then headed towards the wooden dummy area.

He held the sword with both hands, his linen shirt, soaked with sweat, clung to his back, outlining the lines of his bulging muscles.

Li Wei began to swing his sword mechanically and intently, sweat pouring down his face.

Another half hour passed, and the skill proficiency for the Spinning Cross Slash had risen to 85 points.

A soft footstep came from my side.

Li Wei put down his sword and turned around.

It's Brand.

He leaned on his sword with one hand and saw that the other person had his head down, looking hesitant and reluctant to speak, so he raised an eyebrow.

"What's wrong, Brand? Did Instructor Ett yell at you?"

Brand scratched his head awkwardly and nodded.

"Um... Li Wei, thank you for last time... I was really scared at that time. If it weren't for you, I probably would have been disemboweled by the water ghost."

He paused, his tone becoming even more sincere.

"And... about that incident with Lauvin, I misunderstood you. I asked Master Turka, and he said that the recovery potion is completely useless against mutations."

"I've already explained it to Ashel and the others."

Li Wei was also taken aback when he heard this.

He shrugged, his left hand outstretched, looking relaxed.

"Brand, even if I hadn't intervened during the water ghost incident, Master Turka and Teacher Mavis wouldn't have put your life in danger, so there's no need to thank me."

"As for what happened with Lauwen, I should thank you instead."

"After all, you were the only one who stood up for me first."

"Besides, Bob and the others just failed to awaken their drug, so it's understandable that you have resentment and suspicion in your hearts. I don't care."

Brand hesitated for a moment, then shook his head firmly.

"Master Turka taught us to trust our companions, and I am ashamed of my doubts at the time."

Li Wei sighed: "Brand, I remember the first time I met you three years ago in winter."

"You come from all over the country, some are the sons of farmers, some are the descendants of shoemakers, and some are children from big cities."

"But I am different. I have been in this castle since I can remember, and I have never left it."

"This place may be a turning point full of pain and struggle for you, but for me, it is my only home."

"Turka gave me a room and a bottle of medicine; consider it an elder's care for a younger person."

"That's not excessive, is it?"

Brand pondered for a moment, shook his head slightly, but still had a bitter expression on his face.

"If you really feel bad about it," Li Wei changed the subject, "then do me a favor."

Brand immediately looked up, his cat-like eyes gleaming.

"Tell me! If it's within my power, I'll definitely help you!"

Li Wei pointed to the city wall in the distance, which was at least a hundred paces away.

"Can you see the cracks in the city wall with your cat's eye?"

Brand was baffled by the request, but he still stared intently, his gray pupils instantly contracting.

"I can see everything clearly, so there's no problem even if it's further away."

"You can see everything clearly? The cat's eye effect is that strong!"

Li Wei was startled. His eyesight was only enough to see a blurry crack in the stone, which was practically nearsighted compared to a real cat's eye.

"Okay, then that's settled."

Brand was stunned for a moment before he reacted and shouted.

"That's it? Li Wei, you're not kidding me, are you?!"

Li Wei turned his back and picked at his ear with his little finger.

"Alright, alright, if you really feel so bad, then practice your swordplay with me."

"Practicing swordsmanship?"

"Hmm." Li Wei turned around, revealing a provocative smile. "Don't come crying to Master Turka when I beat you up later."

A fighting spirit flared in Brand's cat-like eyes.

"Li Wei, you're the one who should be looking for Turka!"

Li Wei chuckled, took a few steps back, and assumed a fighting stance.

A silent tremor ran through my heart.

"How pretentious."

However, what truly made him let go of his prejudices was the sincere words Brand said to him when he first met him after his transmigration.

Cheers to your health!

How bad can someone be who says such things?