Hunt [1]

"Ha! Ha! Aah!"

The sun was about to rise in a few minutes.

The echoes of panting and exertion reverberated across the snowy meadow as I persistently tried to land a strike on Leo.

  We pressed on with our training for the whole night, pausing only when my mana reserves or physical strength depleted.

When that happened, Leo offered me some high-grade mana and stamina recovery potions to help me replenish my energy before resuming the training.

I'm gradually starting to get the hang of shrouding my entire body in mana and harnessing its energy to augment the power of my strikes.

No matter how fast my speed is, I can now maintain a near-constant stream of mana and utilise it to cloak my entire figure.

Of course, there are occasional moments when my concentration breaks, causing a temporary disruption in my Martial Aura. 

Nevertheless, for the most part, I find myself capable of sustaining it effectively.