Chapter 29 Talented!

The black muscle car is parked in the back alley of the fight gym.

Pushing open the heavy door, Jason, Edmond, and Esther saw Alas who was mingling with the children.

I saw Alas carrying Kratos, and Logan threw it up so high, and then caught it firmly.

Esther's face changed.

"Danger!"

"stop it now!"

Esther shouted loudly.

But Arras, who was having fun, didn't hear such words at all.

Neither Kratos nor Logan.

"Higher! Higher!"

Kratos, who has always been calm, shouted excitedly.

"Hahaha."

Logan, who had been crying all the time, laughed out loud at this time.

"It's okay, Ms. Arras is very popular with children!"

Edmond sighed in admiration.

"You should say Kratos and Logan are extraordinary."

"Ordinary children don't like Arras."

Jason pointed to Kratos who was thrown up and was about to touch the ceiling, but suddenly turned in the air and kicked the ceiling again, and rushed towards Arras' Kratos and Logan, who adjusted his posture in mid-air and landed in the most stable and coordinated way. Said very seriously.

Obviously, the two have shown considerable talent even as children.

Such talent far surpasses his peers.

In other words, it is impossible for ordinary adults to have it.

Maybe after long-term training, it may reach a similar level, but it will never be integrated into the bones like Kratos and Logan, it is completely an instinctive reaction.

"maybe?"

Edmond gave a dry laugh.

"Those two bastards don't know how to teach their children."

Esther cursed the unreliable father of the two children again, and then came forward to stop such a game.

"Whoosh, whoosh."

"Thank you for your training."

After stopping, Kratos saluted Alas respectfully.

Logan is the same.

"train?"

"Not a game?"

Esther was taken aback.

"game?"

"Warriors don't need games!"

"It's balance and reflex training!"

After Kratos said something coldly, he picked up his schoolbag and walked towards Edmond.

Logan wanted to say something, but in the end he just bowed to Arras, and followed Kratos to Eddmond.

Standing in the same place, Est pursed his lips.

He felt as if he was being despised by a child again.

"Little brat!"

"Wait until I instill the right childhood in you!"

Esther felt the need to correct Kratos and Logan's misconceptions.

With their two children, Edmond and Esther got into the muscle car and quickly disappeared into the night.

After Alas watched the other party leave, he turned to look at Jason.

"Finally the two of us are left!"

"We... continue?"

Alas licked his lips, looking impatient.

"Um."

"Pack up, let's go to the field for actual combat."

After Jason nodded, he explained what had just happened.

"The 'Brotherhood' is open to the public, secretly hiding the 'Hydra', the 'Taotie Society' is concerned about everything, and the 'Night Owl Court' guards the balance of Angcheng... It's really fun.

"

"Can I serve in the 'Night Owl Court'?"

After listening to Jason's explanation, Arras' eyes lit up.

"Can."

Jason smiled and agreed.

Arras' strength is not to be said, but he happens to be a proper member of a mysterious organization like the 'Night Owl Court'.

However, the details still need to be considered.

Of course, that's all for later.

Now?

He can't wait to have a lasting field battle with Arras!

...

The night passed and the sun rose.

Then, fall again.

Since the middle of the night last night, the sound of fierce fighting has continued in this dense forest on the outskirts of Angcheng.

Especially now.

The sound of this fight was even louder.

"drink!"

Alas gave a low drink, and clenched his fist with his right hand.

boom!

It sounded like a shotgun spray, and the power was like a shotgun. With the punch as the point, 10 meters in front and an angle of 50°, countless air currents swept through.

The bushes were uprooted and shredded.

The tree swayed from side to side, scarred.

After a day and night of fighting, Arras completely completed the 'shotgun. Jet' he originally imagined, but such an attack was useless to Jason, who was standing within 2 meters of the punch.

Jason stood still like a javelin, and his shirtless upper body made a metallic rubbing sound in the airflow.

Stab it, stab it!

A shred of sparks popped out of it.

Alas stared at Jason's unscathed body under his punch, and couldn't help but admire: "Jason, your defense is really strong!"

It was not the first time she had seen this kind of defense.

But every time I see it, I can't help but admire it.

As much as she liked Jason's stamina, she enjoyed it so much.

Then, the tall, strong lady immediately took a deep breath.

call!

With the obvious sound of airflow, a small wind blew up in the dense forest with Arras' inhalation.

"But I'm not who I was yesterday!"

"Try this trick!"

"Submachine gun. Continuous hits!"

Da da da!

Amid the sound of a submachine gun pulling the trigger, Arras' fist shrouded Jason at a speed beyond the sight of ordinary people.

Jason's tall body, dexterous footsteps, dodge left and right.

But Arras' fist was too fast, and just two seconds later, Jason, who couldn't avoid it, took the first blow.

boom!

Um?

No imagined pain.

Not that Arras had no power in this punch.

It's just that the power of Arras' punch is really much different from usual.

Usually one punch can kill an elephant.

At this moment, one punch can only kill a cow.

And just when Jason was surprised, Arras' fists hit him one after another.

Bang, bang!

Every hit is incredibly fast.

But the power of each blow has dropped a lot.

"Sacrificing strength for speed?"

Jason thought silently, and then, grasping the rhythm of Arras again, he was ready to fight back.

But just when he was about to adjust his breathing slightly, Arras, who had been attacking, suddenly smiled.

The long days and nights of fighting had already made Jason accustomed to Arras' small movements.

The last time she showed such a smile, Jason was slapped on the ground by Arras with a grapple, and if he hadn't been strong enough, his neck would have been broken.

And this time?

Jason stepped on his toes and stepped back.

Then, he saw Alas clapping the ground with one hand.

The whole person spun and kicked him sideways.

"Missile. One hit!"

Looking at this familiar move and listening to Arras' name, Jason raised his brows.

The moves derived from [Griffin Fighting Technique], Jason is all too familiar with.

He knew what to do.

At this time, you can no longer dodge, otherwise you will only fall into the follow-up continuous attack and completely lose your advantage.

defense!

Then, fight back!

Jason, who made up his mind, folded his hands in front of him.

boom!

Alas's feet slammed into Jason's hands, making a muffled sound, and then, just as Jason was about to fight back—

boom!

A huge explosion happened.

Jason's tall body was blown away directly and hit a thick tree trunk. He stood up in surprise as the tree squeaked and collapsed.

The move just now was definitely from [Griffin Fighting Technique].

But the explosion after that?

"Is that your breathing method?"

Jason asked.

"Um."

"However, not the original version taught by my mother, but my altered version."

"It's more explosive, but more physically demanding."

Arras nodded, and then told Jason the trick again.

Like previous versions of the breath, Arras has no reservations.

To know that Jason paid, she should naturally teach her wholeheartedly, especially when Jason has completed basic training, such advanced guidance is also the purpose of the fight gym.

Jason frowned.

There is nothing wrong with breathing like this.

Rather, he felt indebted to Arras.

The preciousness of this breathing secret technique is unquestionable. Just look at Arras' performance, not to mention Arras' improved one. Its value cannot be overemphasized.

In other organizations, it is definitely the core inheritance, and it is impossible for learners to touch it without going through layers of tests.

Moreover, even if it is exposed, it is only the most basic. If you want to learn more, you need to go through the test again and again.

Anything like Arras was handed over to him.

Just because he paid tuition?

"Aras, do you know the value of this breathing technique?"

Jason couldn't help asking.

"I know!"

"It was created by my grandfather combined with some secret techniques, and then my mother made a little improvement and became what it is now."

"Mom told me that if you want to learn this breathing method, you must pay tuition, and you can face me for an hour without falling down. You can't be someone I hate - Jason, you are all right."

Alas answered seriously.

Jason frowned when he heard this answer.

As for Arras' mother's arrangement, he guessed why almost instantly.

Paying tuition fees, there is a tendency to learn hand-to-hand combat.

Playing against Arras for an hour should have achieved a considerable level of physical fitness and experience.

And the people who Arras doesn't hate should be judged by Arras' beast intuition.

Although he is in line, Jason still feels indebted.

"I know two kinds of breathing and body training, I can teach you..."

"no!"

Before Jason could finish speaking, Arras shook his head to interrupt Jason's words, she looked at Jason very seriously, and said, "Mom said that I am not very talented, and I can only practice the breathing she taught me wholeheartedly. As long as I practice this breathing method to the extreme, when I can no longer move forward, I can learn other things, otherwise I will achieve nothing.”

Poor talent?

Jason looked at Arras, who was the same height as him and was one point stronger than him. He always felt that her mother was a great mother.

No contempt meant.

It just feels great.

"Is your mother like you?"

Jason asked a strange question.

"picture!"

"I'm like my mother, not like my father."

"However, mom has seven scars on her chest, I don't."

Alas nodded again and again.

scar?

Is it left by the opponent?

Jason thought of this and didn't ask any further.

"Take a break, let's continue."

Arras, who had been fighting for a day, immediately cheered and walked to the side when he heard these words.

There, there is food sent by the members of the 'Hydra'.

They are all friends that Alas made with his fists, and they are extremely reliable.

Foods are also high in calories and high in protein.

However, Jason didn't eat those, he kept the real 'food', the five obsidian daggers.

one day one Night.

Jason endured day and night.

This is super record for Jason.

And the patience of this day and night also made Jason better know how to restrain his appetite.

Or, he has become accustomed to restraining his appetite.

This is a good sign, and one that Jason would love to see.

However, at this moment, there is no need to endure it any longer.

He needs 'food' to restore his stamina.

Sitting cross-legged to one side with his back against the big tree, Jason took out one and licked it.

A touch of sweetness and the aroma of wheat began to permeate the mouth.

Jason couldn't help taking a bite.

When Jason's saliva appeared on the obsidian dagger, the solid obsidian softened inexplicably, allowing the sharp teeth to easily bite it off and chew it.

Bear Cookies!

Jason tasted the obsidian dagger at the first bite.

The second bite swallowed the entire obsidian dagger.

Crunch, crunch.

In the crisp chewing sound, the words in front of me appeared——

【Eat the obsidian dagger (imitation)! 】

[Physical strength and energy are moderately restored! 】

[Satisfaction +11]

[Satisfaction: 178]

...

A quite satisfactory satiety appeared in front of Jason.

only……

"Counterfeit?!"

Jason looked at the four remaining obsidian daggers in his hand in surprise.

Based on the scent of similar concentration, Jason was certain that the four obsidian daggers in his hand should also be imitations.

Smelling the fragrance from the tip of his nose, Jason's brain turned quickly.

"Imitations can cooperate with secret techniques to change a person's appearance, so...what about the authentic ones?"

Jason swallowed.

Although he tried his best to restrain himself, he couldn't help it.

The taste of the imitation made him subconsciously think what the authentic taste would be like.

But the recent deliberate restraint made him quickly regain his composure.

"The 'Temple' actually has the technology to replicate the 'abnormal'!"

"Is the obsidian dagger the only 'anomalous item' that has mastered replication technology?"

"still……"

"There will be more!"

Jason thought, his body trembling involuntarily.

It is both shocked and excited by the hidden power of the 'Temple'.

He seems to have seen another 'refrigerator'... no, not a refrigerator!

It's a buffet!

That's right, it's a buffet!

Whoo, whoo!

After taking several deep breaths in a row, Jason calmed himself down again.

He knows that danger and opportunity coexist.

Facing the 'Temple' that was chasing him, Jason would naturally no longer have any concerns.

And now?

It's time to show his talent!

Without any hesitation, Jason began to try the breathing method taught by Arras.

Then--

boom!

Jason was blown to pieces.