The Witcher: Grinding Proficiency Starting with the Witcher

Lunch break time came quickly.

Aite led everyone back to the training ground.

Li Wei leaned his knight's sword against the ground with one hand, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand to keep it from getting into his eyes.

Aite glanced at Li Wei, a forced smile appearing on his lips. He looked rather creepy, and gestured for the latter to rejoin the group.

Without hesitation, Li Wei jogged to join the group.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced around at the crowd and noticed that almost everyone in the group was frowning, and many had bruises on their faces.

Of course, except for Lauwen.

Aite clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention to him.

"That's it for the morning. After lunch, we'll rest for two hours, and then it'll be physical training in the afternoon."

Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and it was clear that the atmosphere was much less stressful.

Aite said, "Disband."

After saying this, he turned and walked towards the castle.

Once Aite was out of sight, the apprentices, who had been quiet, suddenly began to complain and lament the hardships of their windmill training.

"Li Wei".

The short-haired boy standing next to him nudged him with his elbow and laughed.

"Praise beauties, when I heard the news that your awakening failed, I thought you were dead."

"Like Bob, when I saw him, I almost didn't recognize him. He was lying on the firewood used to burn corpses, his face blackened and swollen like a bread soaked in water."

Li Wei looked at the boy who was complaining. His gray cat-like eyes, combined with his slightly pale face, made him look somewhat gloomy.

Brand, as far as he could remember, was one of the few apprentices he could talk to.

"Just a bit of luck."

Brand shook his head. "You make it sound so easy. Surviving the drug awakening isn't just luck. I wonder what Granny Leila prepared for lunch today. I wish there was some juice. Cheers to your health."

Li Wei paused slightly upon hearing these heartwarming words.

"And for your health, Brand."

As they talked, the two walked together toward the weapons rack.

"Lao Wen, you're amazing! You successfully tackled both pendulums on your first windmill training session."

"Yeah, look at Lant, he was so scared when he stood on the wooden stake that he almost peed his pants, haha."

"What was that word for Instructor Aite again? Something about a rare unicorn."

One of the apprentices pondered for a moment, then hesitated before speaking, "Chicken feathers and horns?"

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

As Lao Wen listened to the praise from the crowd, he didn't understand the meaning of the words, but a cold smile still appeared on his lips.

He inserted his knight's sword into the weapon rack, turned around, and looked up at the crowd.

"It was just two pendulum swings. If Master Turka hadn't not been unprepared for a third one, I could have continued the challenge."

Upon hearing this, Li Wei, who was walking towards the weapons rack, almost couldn't help but smile.

This guy is such a show-off!

"Of course, you can achieve it through hard training, as long as you don't end up like some people who can only practice swordsmanship on wooden dummies."

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this, and their eyes all turned to Li Wei.

Their tone made them sense a strong undercurrent of tension.

Fight!

As an apprentice, I usually spend my time resting and training, and my only form of entertainment is watching people duel.

Li Wei frowned slightly as he saw Lao Wen's tall figure walking over.

Looking down at him from his height, he made a teasing remark.

"Li Wei, people are indestructible. If you train like this, you won't survive the final trial in ten days. You might even be killed by the monsters right from the start."

Li Wei looked up and stared directly into the other person's cat eyes.

This person is here to cause trouble!

After assessing the strength of both sides, he smiled and spoke.

"You don't need to worry about that. Lady Luck has always been on my side."

Lao Wen frowned slightly, clearly dissatisfied with Li Wei's attitude.

In particular, what right does a failed awakening idiot have to look him in the eye?

"Lady Luck won't favor a good-for-nothing who doesn't even have a cat's eye."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and shoved the latter's shoulder forcefully.

Li Wei felt a tremendous force come at him, but his [Body Coordination] talent instantly activated, automatically shifting his center of gravity and causing him to take a step back. His feet firmly planted on the sand, and he regained his footing. A look of shock and anger flashed in his dark pupils.

"Lao Wen, what are you doing?"

Brand immediately stepped forward and said sternly.

Lauwen, however, was unimpressed. "Brand, this is none of your business. Get out of my way."

Brand frowned. "If you want to fight, I'll go with you."

"Fight? Oh, dear Brand, you overestimate yourself. Even if you and that little guy Levi came at me together, you wouldn't be a match for me."

"I just feel it's a pity that Master Turka's recovery potion will be wasted on him."

"A recovery potion?"

Brand's pupils dilated sharply upon hearing this.

Even the apprentices around them were all astonished.

"A recovery potion? The one from the alchemy course illustrations? It seems to restore health quickly."

"Master Turka is so generous, he gave it all to Livy."

"Wait, you guys are saying that Li Wei survived despite failing to awaken his powers with the potion because of it?"

These words immediately drew intrigued glances from everyone.

Even Brand's gaze towards Levi became strange.

"Is he telling the truth?"

Li Wei frowned, but did not deny it.

"This isn't fair!"

"Exactly, why should he live just because he was picked up by Turka? Potter, Bob, they have to die?"

"According to the apprenticeship rules, only the most outstanding apprentices are entitled to a single room. Ravin doesn't even have one, but he does. Master Turka is showing favoritism!"

"Lowen, beat him up!"

"Yes! A duel!"

"duel!"

The apprentices started shouting, their faces turning red with rage.

Brand nodded, but didn't say anything.

Lauvin stepped forward, squinting, "Why aren't you saying anything? Listen to this, without Turka, you are nothing."

Li Wei's hands hung slightly at his sides.

Lauwen continued to push him away, saying, "Did you hear me?"

This time, however, Li Wei did not move an inch and did not retreat even half a step.

He lowered his head and quickly glanced at the panel.

【Strength: 1.3/1.4】

Speed: 1.4/1.5

Endurance: 1.0/1.6

[Status: You are feeling somewhat tired; your strength and speed have decreased by 0.1...]

Silently feeling the force of Lauvin's shove, he had already made up his mind. Ignoring the shouts around him, he took the knight's sword that he hadn't put back yet, walked around Lauvin, and walked straight ahead without looking back.

Looking at his back, Lao Wen straightened his back, revealing the posture of a victor.

"Did you all see that? He doesn't even dare to duel. What a coward."

"Coward Li Wei, get out of here!"

"Get out of here!"

Brand pursed his lips, watching Levi's departing figure without saying a word.

Suddenly, Li Wei stopped in his tracks and looked at the weapon rack beside him.

He knew in his heart that at this point, no amount of explanation would be of any use; the only solution was to use a sword.

He planted the sword in the ground with one hand, and reached for the weapon rack with the other, picking up the knight's sword that Lauwen had just put back in the ground.

A piece of information instantly flooded my mind.

[The sword weighs 2.54 kg, is 105 cm long, is unsharpened, unenchanted, and has seven areas where the tempering is inadequate.]

His gaze was lifeless. He gripped the hilt of the sword, weighed it in his hand, and then tossed it directly in front of Lao Wen.

"Clang!"

The knight's sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

In an instant, the voices of the crowd were silenced.

Lauwen's cat-like eyes contracted sharply, first with a look of astonishment, then with boundless rage at Li Wei's next move.

Li Wei pointed at him with a single finger of his right hand, his tone flat and emotionless.

"Chicken Feather, pick up the sword!"