The black muscle car is parked in the back alley of the fighting gym.
Pushing open the heavy door, Jason, Edmond, and Esther saw Alas mingling with the children.
I saw Arras carrying Kratos, and Logan threw him up high, and then caught him steadily.
Esther's face changed.
"Danger!"
"Stop it!"
Esther shouted loudly.
But Alas, 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 with a sad face, also laughed out loud at this time.
"It's okay, Ms. Alas is very popular with children!"
Edmund admired.
"You should say that Kratos and Logan are extraordinary."
"Ordinary kids wouldn't like Arras."
Jason pointed at Kratos who was thrown up and was about to touch the ceiling, but suddenly turned around in the air and kicked off the ceiling and rushed towards Arras again. And Logan adjusted his posture in mid-air and landed in the most stable and coordinated way.
Said very seriously.
It's obvious that even as children, the two of them have already shown considerable talent.
Such talent is far beyond that of his peers.
In other words, it is impossible for ordinary adults to have it.
Maybe after long-term training, he may reach a similar level, but it will definitely not be integrated into his bones like Kratos and Logan. It is completely an instinctive reaction.
"Maybe?"
Edmond laughed dryly.
"Those two bastards don't know how to teach their children."
Esther once again cursed the unreliable father of the two children, and then stepped forward to stop such a game.
"Whoop, whoop."
"Thank you for the training."
After stopping, Kratos saluted Arras respectfully.
The same goes for Logan.
"train?"
"Not a game?"
Esther was stunned.
"game?"
"A warrior doesn't need games!"
"It's a lesson in balance and reflexes!"
After Kratos said something coldly, he picked up his schoolbag and walked towards Edmund.
Logan wanted to say something, but in the end he just bowed to Arras and followed Kratos towards Edmund.
Esther stood there and pursed her lips.
He felt as if he was being despised by a child again.
"Little brat!"
"Wait until I instill in you the correct childhood!"
Aster believes that he needs to correct Kratos and Logan's wrong ideas.
With the two children, Edmon and Esther, they 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 there are only two of us left!"
"Shall we...continue?"
Alas licked his lips, looking impatient.
"Um."
"Pack up your things and let's go to the field for actual combat."
Jason nodded and explained what happened just now.
"The 'Brotherhood' is open to the public, but the 'Hydra' is hidden in the secret. The 'Taotie Society' pays attention to everything online, and the 'Night Owl Court' protects the balance of the city... It's really fun."
"Can I serve in the Night Owl Court?"
After listening to Jason's explanation, Alas's eyes lit up.
"Can."
Jason smiled and agreed.
Alas's strength is unparalleled, and he happens to be a worthy member of a mysterious organization like the 'Night Owl Court'.
However, details still need to be considered.
Of course, that will all happen later.
Now?
He couldn't wait to have a long-lasting field battle with Alas!
…
The night passes and the sun rises.
Then, it falls again.
Since late last night, there has been a continuous sound of fierce fighting in the dense forest on the outskirts of Angcheng.
Especially now.
The sound of such fighting was even more loud and unusual.
"drink!"
Alas shouted low and punched out with his right hand.
Bang!
The sound of spraying like a shotgun followed, and the power was also like a shotgun. With the fist as the point, 10 meters in front and within an angle of 50°, countless air currents swept past.
Bushes were uprooted and chopped into pieces.
The big tree swayed from side to side and was full of scars.
After a day and night of fighting, Alas completely completed the 'shotgun and spray attack' that he originally imagined. However, such an attack was useless against Jason who was standing within 2 meters in front of the boxer.
Jason stood still like a javelin, his shirtless upper body making a metallic friction sound in the airflow.
Stab, sting!
Tiny sparks appeared on it.
Alas looked at Jason's body that was unharmed by his punch with bright eyes, and couldn't help but admire: "Jason, your defense is so strong!"
This 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.
Just as she liked Jason's endurance, it was so enjoyable for her.
Then, the tall, strong lady immediately took a deep breath.
call!
Amidst the obvious sound of air flow, a small wind blew in the dense forest as Alas inhaled.
"But I am no longer the person I was yesterday!"
"Try this trick!"
"Submachine gun. Continuous shooting!"
Ta-ta-ta!
Amidst the gunfire, which sounded like the trigger of a submachine gun being pulled, Alas's fist enveloped Jason at a speed beyond ordinary people's sight.
With his tall body and nimble steps, Jason could dodge left and right.
But Alas's fist was too fast. Just two seconds later, Jason, who couldn't avoid it, took the first blow.
Bang!
Um?
No pain as imagined.
It's not that Alas's punch didn't have power.
It's just that the power of Alas's punch is really different from usual.
Usually one punch can kill an elephant.
At this moment, one punch can only kill a cow.
Just when Jason was surprised, Alas's fists hit him one after another.
Bang, bang bang!
Every strike is extremely fast.
But the power of each blow has dropped a lot.
"Sacrifice speed in exchange for strength?"
Jason thought silently, and then, once again grasping Alas's rhythm, he prepared to counterattack.
But just when he was about to adjust his breathing slightly, Alas, who had been attacking, suddenly smiled.
The long day and night of fighting had already made Jason accustomed to Alas' little moves.
The last time she showed such a smile, Jason was thrown from behind by Alas and hit the ground hard. If his body hadn't been strong enough, his neck would have been broken.
And this time?
Jason tiptoed and stepped back.
Then, he saw Alas slapping the ground with one hand.
The whole person spun around and kicked towards him sideways.
"Missile. One hit!"
Looking at this familiar move and hearing Alas naming it, Jason raised his eyebrows.
Jason is very familiar with the moves derived from [Gryphon Fighting Technique].
He knows what to do.
You can no longer dodge at this time, otherwise you will only fall into a steady stream of subsequent attacks and completely lose your advantage.
defense!
Then, fight back!
Jason made up his mind and crossed his hands in front of him.
Bang!
Alas's feet kicked Jason's hands hard, making a muffled sound, and then, just when Jason was about to fight back,
boom!
A huge explosion occurred.
Jason's tall body was blown away and hit a thick tree trunk. Amidst the creaking and falling sound of the tree, he stood up with a surprised look on his face.
The move just now was definitely from [Gryphon Fighting Technique].
But the explosion that followed?
"Is it your kind of breathing method?"
Jason asked.
"Um."
"However, it is not the original version taught by my mother, but my changed version."
"It's more explosive, but more physically demanding."
Alas nodded, and then told Jason the secret again.
Just like the previous version of Breathwork, Alas held no reservations.
You must know that Jason has paid, so she should naturally teach her with all her heart, especially when Jason has completed basic training. Such advanced guidance is also the purpose of the fighting gym.
Jason frowned as he listened.
There is nothing wrong with this breathing method.
But he felt that he owed Alas.
There is no doubt about the preciousness of this secret breathing technique. Just look at Alas's performance and you will know it. Not to mention that it was improved by Alas. It is not an exaggeration to say that its value is priceless.
In other organizations, it is definitely the core inheritance, and it is impossible for learners to come into contact with it without going through many layers of tests.
Moreover, even if you are exposed to it, it is only the most basic. If you want to learn more, you need to go through the test again and again.
How can I give everything to him like Alas?
Just because he paid the tuition?
"Alas, do you know the value of this breathing method?"
Jason couldn't help but ask.
"I know!"
"My grandfather combined some secret techniques to create it, and then my mother made some improvements and became what it is now."
"Mom told me that if you want to learn this breathing technique, you must pay tuition, and you must be able to fight me head-on for an hour without falling down. You can't be the person I hate, Jason, you are all qualified."
Alas answered seriously.
Jason frowned even more when he heard this answer.
Regarding Alas's mother's arrangement, he almost instantly guessed why.
Paying tuition means having the tendency to learn hand-to-hand combat.
After playing against Arras for an hour, his physical fitness and experience should have reached a considerable level.
As for people who don't hate Alas, they should judge good and bad based on Alas's beastly intuition.
Although he met all the requirements, Jason still felt short-changed.
"I know two kinds of breathing and body-building techniques. I can teach you..."
"no!"
Before Jason could finish speaking, Alas shook her head and interrupted Jason's words. She looked at Jason very seriously and said, "Mom said that I have very little talent and can only practice the breathing she taught me wholeheartedly.
As long as I practice this breathing method to the extreme and can no longer move forward, I can learn other methods, otherwise I will achieve nothing."
Poor talent?
Jason looked at Alas, who was the same height as him and even stronger than him. He always felt that her mother was a great mother.
No disdain is meant.
I just feel great.
"Does your mother look like you?"
Jason asked out of nowhere.
"picture!"
"I look like my mother, but not like my father."
"However, my mother has seven scars on her chest, but I don't have any."
Alas nodded repeatedly.
scar?
Was it left behind by your opponent?
Jason thought of this and didn't ask any more questions.
"Take a break and let's continue."
After Alas, who had been fighting for a whole day, heard these words, he immediately cheered and walked aside.
There, there was food sent by members of 'Hydra'.
They are all friends made by Alas with his fists, and they are extremely reliable.
The food is also high in calories and protein.
However, Jason did not eat those. He kept the real 'food', the five obsidian daggers.
One day and one night.
Jason endured it for a day and a night.
This was super cool for Jason.
And this day and night of patience made Jason better at controlling his appetite.
In other words, he has become accustomed to restraining his appetite.
This is a good phenomenon and something Jason is happy to see.
However, at this moment, there is no need to endure it anymore.
He needs 'food' to restore his strength.
Sitting cross-legged on one side with his back against the big tree, Jason took out one and licked it.
A faint sweetness and wheat flavor begin to fill your mouth.
Jason couldn't help but take a bite.
When Jason's saliva appeared on the obsidian dagger, the solid obsidian softened inexplicably, allowing his sharp teeth to easily bite it off and chew it.
Bear cookies!
Jason tasted the obsidian dagger with the first bite he took.
In the second mouthful, he swallowed the entire obsidian dagger.
Crunch, crunch.
In the crisp chewing sound, the text appeared in front of you
【Swallowing the obsidian dagger (imitation)!】
[Physical strength and energy are moderately restored!]
[Satiety +11]
【Satiety: 178】
…
A satisfactory level of satiety appeared in front of Jason.
only……
"Imitation?!"
Jason looked at the remaining four obsidian daggers in his hand in surprise.
Based on the scent of similar concentration, Jason was certain that the four obsidian daggers in his hands should also be imitations.
Smelling the fragrance coming from the tip of his nose, Jason's brain started spinning rapidly.
"Imitation products can use secret techniques to change a person's appearance, but... 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 about what the genuine product would taste like.
But his recent deliberate restraint allowed him to quickly regain his composure.
"The 'Temple' actually has the technology to replicate 'abnormalities'!"
"The Obsidian Dagger is the only 'abnormal object' that has mastered the technology of copying?"
"still……"
"There will be more!"
Jason thought, his body trembling involuntarily.
I was both shocked and excited by the hidden power of the 'Temple'.
He seemed to have seen another 'refrigerator'... No, not a refrigerator!
It's a buffet!
That’s right, it’s a buffet!
Hoo, ho!
After taking several deep breaths in succession, Jason allowed himself to calm down again.
He knows that danger and opportunity coexist.
Facing the 'temple' who is chasing him, Jason naturally has no worries anymore.
And now?
It's time to show off his talent!
Without any hesitation, Jason began to try the breathing method taught by Alas.
