Chapter 44 The Strongest Warrior Talent

"Drink!"

When he exhaled, Vince turned his back to Jason, and put Jason's arms on his shoulders with both hands.

Then, push again.

Crunch!

Vince's knuckles crackled with sudden force.

In just an instant, the young knight's cheeks were flushed, sweat was overflowing from his forehead, and his jaw was even tighter.

But, no use!

Jason stood there, motionless, as solid as a mountain.

The young knight did not give up, and tried again.

But still did not fall Jason.

After three times in a row, the young knight gave up, let go of Jason's arm, and looked at Jason.

"Your Excellency Jason, your strength is stronger than it seems."

With a hearty smile on his face, the young knight admitted defeat calmly.

Then, went outside the circle.

"I come!"

As soon as the young knight walked out, a young man with a slightly 'thin' figure jumped into the circle.

This kind of 'thinness' is only compared with the people around, compared with ordinary people, the other party is still strong, and the speed is very fast.

After Jason nodded to indicate that he could start, the other party rushed directly to Jason.

Then, just after getting close to Jason, the whole person suddenly disappeared!

Not disappearing in place.

Instead, it disappeared from Jason's field of vision.

"Special tricks?"

Jason's eyes lit up.

Why did he use this more laborious way to identify the members of the "Bronze Unyielding".

Isn't it just to see and learn more [unarmed combat] skills?

therefore,

The sudden disappearance in front of him did not surprise Jason, but was full of surprises.

The next moment, a palm stuck out from behind and grabbed Jason's shoulder.

But just as he was about to touch Jason's shoulder, he was avoided by Jason.

The absence of the opponent's figure in his eyes does not mean that he cannot be sure where the opponent is.

Jason's normal perception is nearly seven times that of ordinary people, enough for him to use hearing instead of vision.

The sure-shot failure made the young man stunned for a moment.

He has practiced this trick countless times.

In the face of other opponents, it is always trial and error.

But this time...

Snapped!

Just when the young man was stunned, Jason patted the other's shoulder with his palm.

Suddenly, the young man's face turned red.

"Sorry, I shouldn't be distracted."

With the most systematic teaching, young people naturally know what will happen if they lose their minds in battle.

Although the battle in front of him is just like a drill in the camp, it shouldn't be.

Not only is he irresponsible for himself, but also is disrespectful to the strong person in front of him.

The blushing young man subconsciously looked at the old instructor outside the circle.

"After going back, run a hundred laps around the camp!"

"Double your training volume for the next ten weeks!"

The old instructor said solemnly.

"Yes, Instructor."

The young man nodded equally solemnly, and then bowed to Jason with a more serious attitude, expressing his apology again, and then jumped out of the circle.

"I come!"

A third person came in.

Unlike the young man before him, this is a middle-aged warrior.

The strong body makes the sports vest with excellent elasticity feel like it is about to be burst.

Not only is it strong, in Jason's perception, the other party's breath is also the strongest in the presence of the old instructor.

"Shall we start?"

the other party asked.

After Jason 1 o'clock, the other party did not shoot immediately, but jumped on the spot a few times, as if to warm up, before opening his mouth and saying, "I'm going to attack."

call!

The voice fell, and he punched out.

The fist wind is fierce, blowing around.

This punch has the power to match the opponent's strong bear-like body.

However, what caught Jason's attention the most was the opponent's punch.

A straight line is the shortest between two points.

In order to strike faster and more effectively, a straight line attack with maximum force is the choice of most people.

As for the person in front of him, the fist path has a trace of an arc.

Very subtle arc.

Jason can be sure that if he punches straight with equal strength, he can press down or push his fist 'easily' according to the opponent's punching path and with the swing of his body.

Of course, what caught Jason's attention the most was the tiptoe of the other party.

When the body moves, the opponent's toes can easily attack the knees of his legs.

What is even more frightening is that the other hand of the other party is showing a 'corner convex' posture.

The angular bulge is similar to making a fist, but the thumb is buckled on the nail caps of the middle finger and the index finger, causing the second joint of the middle finger and the index finger to protrude.

Take a break!

With a powerful blow, the opponent's strength is enough to break anyone's bones and muscles, and rupture their internal organs.

Three moves in one move!

Not only fierce, but flexible!

Even if the opponent dodges the first blow, subsequent attacks will put the opponent in a tough fight.

The master-level [Unarmed Fighting] made Jason think of this for a moment.

Then, his instinctual body stood sideways, and then jumped forward, raising his right arm for a shield, his forearm for support, and the tip of his elbow as a spear!

call!

A louder and sharper air-breaking sound than the opponent sounded.

The middle-aged man felt a tingling pain in his face when he saw the tip of his elbow that suddenly rushed in front of him, without any hesitation. , with an arc of fists, and began to hit the tip of the elbow that was close at hand.

boom!

Boom!

Bang bang bang!

The sound of continuous blows sounded, but the tip of Jason's stabbed elbow did not change at all.

Instead, the punching fist started to swell up.

hard!

Harder than expected!

It's like a steel plate!

Do not!

Harder than ordinary steel plate!

The middle-aged man thought, and immediately retreated again.

He didn't want to get hit with an elbow like that.

If you get hit, you won't be able to get out of bed for at least a week.

Now is an important moment, and he doesn't want to miss it.

"I surrender!"

The middle-aged man jumped out of the circle and shouted loudly.

Jason's elbow stopped instantly.

"Today is not the right day."

"Can we still practice against each other later?"

The middle-aged man asked with hope in his eyes.

Very pure, without any impurities.

Just for practice.

rather than resentment or jealousy.

"certainly!"

Jason nodded without hesitation.

He will not refuse an invitation to a soldier.

The middle-aged man obviously had considerable prestige among this group of fighters. After seeing the middle-aged man lose, the surrounding fighters hesitated for a while, but immediately, they challenged Jason again.

Losing is not terrible.

It's even more shameful to lose to someone stronger than you.

The scary thing is, the fear of losing, and the fear of fighting.

This is the most unbearable for a true warrior.

"Your Excellency Jason, please advise!"

"Your Excellency Jason, I admit defeat!"

...

The old instructor looked at this scene with a smile on his face, which was the scene he most wanted to see.

The elders pass on their experience, and the younger ones chase after them. The cycle is endless.

This is the most important inheritance of 'Bronze Unyielding'.

"Instructor, can Jason join 'Bronze Unyielding'?"

The middle-aged man who fought Jason before walked up to the old instructor and asked bluntly.

"Jason is the 'Night Watchman'."

The old instructor sighed.

"night guard?"

"Can't the Night's Watch be a warrior?"

"Look at Jason, he's a real warrior."

The middle-aged man pointed at Jason, who was fighting with the young people in the circle, with anxiety in his tone.

"Jock, I also really want Jason to be a member of The Bronze Indomitable."

"However, the honor of 'Bronze Unyielding' does not allow me to do this."

The old instructor sighed again.

The middle-aged man's eyes were also full of helplessness.

How he wanted to get up every morning and run against the rising sun with Jason, sweating like rain, fists colliding with fists, swords clattering, armor clattering... that kind of scene is the best.

Unfortunately, no.

Jock looked at Jason and stopped talking.

The battle with the Thirty People of the Unyielding Bronze was over just before the sun went down.

Jason took off his mask, a smile on his face.

Although there is no option for additional proficiency directly, the fight with these fighters gave him a new idea of ​​[unarmed combat].

"Hand skills, foot skills, dodging skills, and some special secret techniques!"

Jason recalled the previous scenes.

Except for the middle-aged man named Jock who impressed him.

There were also a few fighters that kept him fresh in his memory.

These soldiers are all using special skills.

Among them, ignoring joint locks and jumping attacks concern Jason the most.

The former changes, strange and sudden.

Because, no one can imagine that under the limitation of the joints, the forearm will be directly abducted and attacked.

the latter?

Jason likes this kind of unstoppable fighting style.

He jumped up and slammed down heavily, like a thunderbolt.

Jason stood there thinking.

He didn't notice that he and the 'Bronze Unyielding' warriors who had just finished training looked at him in shock.

Wouldn't Your Excellency Jason be tired?

Are you not tired?

Admiration appeared again in the eyes of several gasping young warriors.

Sure enough, we are so far away!

The young warriors thought so.

Likewise, this is what all the other fighters think.

Unconsciously, these warriors surrounded Jason, sitting or standing, or making fires.

The strong have their own followers.

Everything is done quietly.

When Jason came back to his senses, there were five fires in front of him.

On top of each was a huge pot.

The rich aroma is coming from the pot.

"Your Excellency Jason, try it."

Vince handed Jason a watermelon-sized bowl.

You're welcome, Jason raised his neck as he took the bowl.

The bowl is liquid food, but extremely thick, with a faint milky taste, and a little herbal taste, but it is not bitter, but sweet.

This gave Jason an appetite.

One bowl, two bowls, three bowls.

When Jason picked up the fifth bowl, the surrounding 'Bronze Unyielding' warriors were quiet, they looked at Jason blankly, and then they saw that they couldn't eat after only half or two-thirds of it. The 'pre-war meal', could not help but feel ashamed.

For warriors, eating is strong!

Practice when you’re full, sleep when you’re done, wake up and eat!

This is a full day for a warrior.

Starting with eating, naturally, is the most important thing.

No wonder Lord Jason is so powerful!

The soldiers couldn't help thinking, and then they took up watermelon-sized bowls and started to eat.

Soldiers never admit defeat.

If you can't even eat, how can you follow in the footsteps of Lord Jason?

There was originally a camp where there were whispers and jokes, but suddenly, only the sound of gobbling was left.

And Jason put down his job.

Not full, but no more.

"Go and cook two more pots."

The old instructor ordered Jock.

"thanks."

"Won't it affect you?"

Jason turned his head to thank the old instructor, the sincere kind.

At the same time, he showed an apology.

Jason knows how much he eats.

He doesn't want to affect others because of himself.

"Eat is the talent of a warrior."

"And Jason, you're a born warrior."

"'Bronze Unyielding' is the home of every warrior, so... eat as much as you like!"

"I brought enough 'pre-war meals'."

The old instructor smiled and patted Jason on the shoulder.

This made Jason completely relieved, and then, smelling the huge iron pot that smelled again, he walked over.

It is extremely easy to cook the 'pre-war meal' after five minutes, and it is completely cooked.

No more bowls.

Jason plucked off a half-human-high iron pot from the bonfire, which looked like a large water tank, and poured it into his mouth when he picked it up.

"Be careful, it's hot..."

Jock reminded Jason, but before the words were finished, he was stunned.

Goo-dong, goo-dong.

In the sound of swallowing, the 'pre-war meal' of the iron pot decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just ten breaths, the 'pre-war meal', which was enough for six soldiers to eat, had bottomed out.

"What did you say?"

Jason wiped his mouth and turned to look at Jock.

"No, nothing."

Jock shook his head stupidly.

Then, I saw Jason pick up the second cauldron.

Goo-dong, goo-dong.

Repeat the previous scene.

And this time, not only Jock was stupid, everyone around was stupid.

"This, this is a born warrior!"

The old instructor said with bright eyes.

The others nodded involuntarily.

"Boil two more, not three pots."

The old instructor ordered Jock.

However, soon, all five campfires were set up with iron pots again.

Because, Jason's swallowing speed didn't slow down at all.

The "pre-war meal" for a total of thirty-five people was quickly swept away by Jason.

And that number is still rising.

Forty, fifty, sixty!

The soldiers in the camp had already stopped everything, just looking at Jason, silently calculating how much Jason could eat.

At first they were still thinking about how to get to Jason's level.

But when Jason got his sixtieth serving, the fighters were desperate.

The difference is too big!

Can't catch up at all!

When this value exceeded seventy, those middle-aged warriors also felt that the years were ruthless.

Young is good!

And when this value reached eighty, the most powerful warriors, including Jock, showed admiration.

Jason must be the target they can't catch up.

At this value, after entering ninety, the old instructor also sighed.

He was lamenting Jason's talent.

I also sighed that I could lose weight on the way back.

The 'pre-war meal' is running out.

More importantly, he hasn't eaten yet.

"This talent is really terrifying!"

After watching Jason eat the 100th 'pre-war meal', the old instructor muttered to himself in a low voice

Then a thought appeared in the heart of the old instructor.

The reason why the 'Night Watchman' is not well-known is because he was eaten up by Jason and thus has no ability to develop?

Then, the old instructor threw this not-so-good idea out of his mind.

How can an organization be eaten poor!

With such a firm thought, the old instructor looked at Jason who touched his mouth.

"Jason, you are the most talented warrior I have ever seen!"

The old instructor praised.

What does eating have to do with warrior talent?

Jason was puzzled, but still responded.

"Thanks for the hospitality."

Jason said.

"Are you full?"

asked the old instructor.

"There may be a fight for a while, and 50% is just right."

Jason said politely.

Since awakening the talent of [Predator], Jason felt that his stomach was like a dimensional space. It was a bottomless pit. If the ground under his feet could be eaten, he could eat the entire ground.

As for fullness?

Jason didn't know either.

He never felt 'full'.

Not a trace.

He just made a rough estimate.

And in order to thank the old instructor, he deliberately increased the value of 'full'.

"Fifty percent?!"

The old instructor looked at Jason with shock flashing in his eyes.

Then, it immediately became gloomy.

"If you can join 'Bronze Unyielding', I will definitely train you to be the greatest warrior ever!"

"pity……"

The old instructor shook his head and sighed.

The surrounding soldiers also nodded in agreement.

But at this moment, a harsh voice sounded——

"The greatest warrior?"

"However, it's just a big rice bucket!"

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