Dongyun Academy, Javelin Club, Dragon Tooth Field Outer Training Area.
The morning mist had not yet cleared and Onimaru Shara had been standing in front of the second target for a full ten minutes.
He didn't move.
Just standing there, it was as if he would sink into the ground just to breathe.
"Don't choose? Super Genius'?"
A voice rang out coldly.
It was the third-year deputy minister, Momono Hatsuji, and his tone was full of disdain and contempt. The surrounding members couldn't help but laugh when they heard this.
"I heard that you were 'recommended to join the department' - with a champion of the Shinonome Elementary Division? Laughing to death, can you see if you can vote?"
Onimaru Karasha still didn't move.
He looked down at the spear in his hand, a standard "Shinonome Type III" with a cold metallic sheen and a faint wind.
There was no one else in his eyes, just a bull's-eye.
The next second, he moved.
The steps exploded, a simple and clean sprint, and the movements were extremely standard, even "textbook". Just as his body was about to take a throwing step, he suddenly twisted his shoulders.
The javelin broke through the air and drew an arc -
Be born!
- 70 centimeters from the bull's-eye.
"Huh."
Hyano Hakuno sneered, "Is that worthy of being called a genius?"
The coaching staff remained silent. The head of the javelin department, Fudo Gunsuru, did not appear, but the monitoring device recorded all the data for this throw. The distant scoreboard only gave a cold comment:
[Score: 72/100] [Technical Rating: Stable Standard] [Excellent Stability, Lack of Personal Breakthrough] [Suggestion: Increase practical experience and try higher loads]
Onimaru Shara walked silently down the throwing area, a stream of scorn and whispers behind him:
"It turned out to be an ordinary trick."
"That's what you call 'the strongest newcomer'?"
"Heh...
He didn't look back.
But the moment he left the Dragon Tooth Field, he suddenly stopped.
"Three months later, I challenged the minister."
There was a moment of dead silence in the training area.
Momono Underworld: "What madness are you talking about?" "
Onimaru slowly turned around, his crimson eyes burning with the fire of obsession.
Word for word, he repeated:
"I will climb to the top of the spear."
"Don't move the spear, you don't deserve to sit in that position."
As soon as these words came out, the members who were originally onlookers went into an uproar. A newcomer, a newcomer who missed the target, openly challenged the minister? Or within three months?
"You're crazy!"
"The minister never loses! A monster on the national level!"
"You're just ..."
But their words were nothing more than the wind in Onimaru's heart.
He wasn't angry, he wasn't laughing, he was just...
I remember that night in my mind.
It was a test throw before he joined the ministry, and he was personally watched by Fudo Gangwan. After the throw, the minister said just one sentence:
"Good skills, but too bad you don't have the wind."
Onimaru Shara still remembers this comment.
He was not convinced.
He did not believe that the so-called "wind" was something that only his predecessors had.
"I will create my own wind," he said silently in his mind, "so that no one can see my path. "
Onimaru Sara: "If the wind is a symbol of the gifted, then I will cut it off and re-create it.
Momono Matsuji (Deputy Minister): "No matter how beautiful the technique is, there is no overwhelming result, it is just an empty performance." Fudo Komaru (current minister): "The wind is an inimitable will. You don't."