As he exhaled, Vince turned around, turning his back to Jason, and placed Jason's arms on his shoulders with both hands.
Then, exert force again.
Crunch!
There were sounds on Vince's joints due to the sudden force.
In just an instant, the young knight's cheeks were red, sweat was dripping from his forehead, and his teeth were tight.
But, it’s useless!
Jason stood there, motionless, as stable as a mountain.
The young knight did not give up and tried again.
But Jason still didn't fall.
After three times in a row, the young knight gave up. He let go of Jason's arm and looked at Jason.
"Sir Jason, your power is stronger than it looks."
With a hearty smile on his face, the young knight admitted defeat calmly.
Then, he walked outside the circle.
"I'll do it!"
As soon as the young knight walked out, a young man with a slightly thin body jumped into the circle.
This kind of "thinness" is just compared to the people around him. Compared with ordinary people, the other person is still strong and very fast.
After Jason nodded to indicate that it was time to start, the other party rushed directly towards Jason.
Then, just as he was about to approach Jason, the whole person suddenly disappeared!
It doesn't disappear in place.
Instead, he disappeared from Jason's sight.
"Special skills?"
Jason's eyes lit up.
Why did he use this more laborious method to identify the members of the "Indomitable Bronze".
Isn’t it just to gain experience 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 hand reached out from behind and grabbed Jason's shoulder.
But just when he was about to touch Jason's shoulder, Jason dodged it.
Just because the opponent is no longer visible in the eyes does not mean that it is impossible to determine where the opponent is.
Jason's normal perception is nearly seven times that of an ordinary person, enough for him to use hearing instead of vision.
The young man was stunned when he failed to catch it in all likelihood.
He practiced this move countless times.
When facing other opponents, it always works.
But this time...
Snap!
Just when the young man was stunned, Jason tapped the other person's shoulder with his palm.
Suddenly, the young man's face turned red.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have distracted."
With the most systematic teachings, young people naturally know the consequences of being distracted during battle.
Although the battle in front of me is just like a drill in the camp, it shouldn't be.
Not only is he irresponsible to himself, but he is also disrespectful to the powerful person in front of him.
The young man with a red face subconsciously looked at the old instructor outside the circle.
"Run a hundred times around the camp when you get back!"
"Double the amount of training in the next ten weeks!"
The old instructor said seriously.
"Yes, instructor."
The young man nodded equally seriously, then bowed to Jason in a more serious manner, expressed his apology again, and then jumped out of the circle.
"I'll do it!"
The third person came in.
Different from the previous young man, this is a middle-aged warrior.
The strong body makes the extremely elastic sports vest feel like it is about to burst.
Not only is he strong, in Jason's perception, the opponent's aura is also the strongest except for the old instructor.
"Shall we get started?"
the other party asked.
After Jason made a point, the opponent did not take action immediately. Instead, he jumped on the spot several times, as if to warm up, and then opened his mouth and said, "I'm going to attack."
call!
As soon as he finished speaking, he punched out.
The fist wind was strong and blowing around.
This punch has a power that matches the opponent's strong, bear-like figure.
However, what Jason cares about most is the opponent's punching path.
Between two points, the straight line is the shortest.
In order to strike faster and more effectively, a straight-line attack with maximum power is the choice of most people.
As for the person in front of him, his fist path had a trace of arc.
A very subtle arc.
Jason was certain that if he punched straight out with equal strength, he could easily suppress or push away his fist according to the opponent's punch path and the swing of his body.
Of course, what concerned Jason the most was the other person's tiptoes.
When the body moves, the opponent's toes can easily attack the knees of his legs.
What's even more frightening is that the opponent's other hand is showing a "convex angle" posture.
The angular convexity is similar to making a fist, but the thumb is clasped on the nail caps of the middle finger and index finger, causing the second joints of the middle finger and index finger to bulge.
Take some Arrancar!
A powerful blow with the opponent's strength is enough to break anyone's bones and tendons and rupture their internal organs.
Three moves in one!
Not only fierce, but also flexible!
Even if the opponent dodges the first blow, subsequent attacks will cause the opponent to struggle.
Master-level [Hand-Hand Combat] made Jason think of this for a moment.
Then, he instinctively stood sideways, then jumped forward, raising his forearm with his right hand as a shield, his big arm as a support, and the tip of his elbow as a gun!
call!
Louder and sharper than the opponent, the sound of breaking through the air sounded.
The middle-aged man felt a stinging pain on his face when he saw the tip of the elbow that suddenly rushed in front of him. Without any hesitation, he stood on tiptoes and stepped back continuously.
, with a series of arced punches, he began to hit the tip of the elbow that was close at hand.
Bang!
Bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Continuous blows sounded, but the tip of Jason's elbow did not change at all.
On the contrary, the fist that was struck began to become red and swollen.
hard!
Harder than expected!
Like a steel plate!
No!
Harder than ordinary steel plates!
The middle-aged man thought and retreated again.
He didn't want to be hit by such an elbow.
If you take a hit, you won't be able to get out of bed for at least a week.
This was an important moment and he didn't want to miss it.
"I give up!"
The middle-aged man jumped out of the circle and shouted loudly.
Jason's elbow attack stopped instantly.
"Today is not a good day."
"Can we still spar later?"
The middle-aged man asked, with hope in his eyes.
Very pure, without any impurities.
Just for sparring.
Rather than feeling dissatisfied or jealous.
"certainly!"
Jason nodded without hesitation.
He would not refuse a warrior's invitation.
The middle-aged man obviously has quite a reputation among this group of warriors. After seeing the middle-aged man lose, the surrounding warriors hesitated for a moment, but immediately, they challenged Jason again.
Losing is not scary.
There is no shame in losing to someone stronger than you.
The terrible thing is that I am afraid of losing and dare not fight.
This is the most intolerable thing for a real warrior.
"Sir Jason, please give me some advice!"
"Sir Jason, I admit defeat!"
…
The old instructor looked at this scene with a smile. This was the scene he most wanted to see.
The elders impart experience, and the younger ones pursue it bravely, and this cycle repeats endlessly.
This is the most important inheritance of ‘Indomitable Bronze’.
"Instructor, can Jason join the 'Indomitable Bronze'?"
The middle-aged man who had fought with Jason before walked up to the old instructor and asked bluntly.
"Jason is the Night Watchman."
The old instructor sighed.
"Night watchman?"
"Can't the Night's Watch be warriors?"
"Look at Jason, he is a true 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 hope that Jason will become a member of the 'Indomitable Bronze'."
"However, the honor of 'Indomitable Bronze' does not allow me to do this."
The old instructor sighed again.
The eyes of the middle-aged people are also full of helplessness.
How he wanted to wake up every morning and run against the rising sun with Jason, sweating like rain, fists clashing, swords clanking, armor clanking... That kind of scene was the best.
Unfortunately, no.
Jock looked at Jason and said nothing.
The battle with the thirty men of the 'Unyielding Bronze' ended just before the sun set.
Jason took off his mask, with a smile on his face.
Although there was no option for additional proficiency directly, the fight with these warriors gave him new ideas about [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 deeply.
There were still a few soldiers who were still fresh in his memory.
These warriors all use special techniques.
Among them, ignoring joint locking and jumping attacks concern Jason the most.
The former changes in a strange and sudden way.
Because it is impossible for anyone to think that under the limitation of joints, the forearm can be directly abducted to attack.
the latter?
Jason likes this indomitable fighting style.
It jumped up and crashed down hard, like thunder.
Jason stood there thinking.
He didn't notice that the "Bronze Unyielding" warriors who had just finished sparring with him looked at him in shock.
Isn't Sir Jason tired?
Aren't you tired?
Admiration once again appeared in the eyes of several young warriors who were breathing heavily.
Sure enough, we are still far behind!
These young soldiers thought so.
Likewise, this is what all the other warriors think too.
Unconsciously, these warriors gathered around Jason, sitting, standing, or lighting a fire.
The strong will have their followers.
Everything is done quietly.
By the time Jason came to his senses, five fires had been lit in front of him.
There is a huge pot on top of each one.
The rich aroma is coming from the pot.
"Sir Jason, please try it."
Vince held a bowl the size of a watermelon and handed it to Jason.
Without being polite, Jason took the bowl and raised his neck.
The bowl is liquid food, but it is extremely thick, with a light milky flavor and a little herbal flavor, but it is not bitter, but sweet.
This gave Jason a huge appetite.
One bowl, two bowls, three bowls.
When Jason picked up the fifth bowl, the surrounding "Indomitable Bronze" warriors were quiet. They looked at Jason blankly, and then they saw that they could only eat half or two-thirds of the food.
The 'pre-war meal' made me feel extremely ashamed.
For a warrior, eating will make you strong!
Practice when you are full, sleep after practice, and eat after you sleep!
This is a complete day for a warrior.
Starting with eating is naturally the most important thing.
No wonder Lord Jason is so powerful!
The soldiers couldn't help but think, and then they picked up watermelon-sized bowls and started eating fiercely.
A warrior never admits defeat.
If you can't even eat, how can you keep up with Sir Jason?
There was originally a camp where people were chatting and laughing, but suddenly there was only the sound of gobbling.
And Jason gave up his job.
It's not that I'm full, it's that I'm gone.
"Go and cook two more pots."
The old instructor ordered Jock.
"Thanks."
"Won't it affect you?"
Jason turned around and thanked the old instructor sincerely.
At the same time, he expressed an apology.
Jason knows how much he eats.
He didn't want to affect others because of himself.
"Being able to eat is a warrior's talent."
"And Jason, you are a born warrior."
"'Unyielding Bronze' is the home of every warrior, so...eat to your heart's content!"
"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 was fragrant again, he walked over.
The 'pre-war meal' is extremely easy to cook and will be completely cooked in five minutes.
No more bowls.
Jason plucked an iron pot that was half a man's height from the campfire and looked like a large water tank. He picked it up and poured it into his mouth.
"Be careful, it's hot..."
Jock reminded Jason, but before he finished speaking, he was stunned.
Gudong, Gudong.
Amidst the sound of swallowing, the 'pre-war meal' in the iron pot was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just ten breaths, the 'pre-battle meal' that was enough to feed six soldiers was gone.
"What did you say?"
Jason wiped his mouth and turned to look at Jock.
"No, it's nothing."
Jock shook his head stupidly.
Then, I saw Jason carrying the second big pot.
Gudong, Gudong.
Repeat the previous scene.
But this time, not only Jock was stupid, but everyone around him was also stupid.
"This, this is a born warrior!"
The old instructor said with bright eyes.
Others nodded involuntarily.
"Cook for two or three more pots."
The old instructor ordered Jock.
However, soon, iron pots were set up on all five bonfires again.
Because Jason's swallowing speed didn't slow down at all.
A total of thirty-five people’s ‘pre-war meal’ was quickly eaten by Jason.
And this number is still rising.
Forty, fifty, sixty!
The soldiers in the camp had stopped everything long ago and just looked at Jason, silently calculating how much Jason could eat.
At first they were still thinking about how to reach Jason's level.
But when Jason had eaten the sixtieth portion, these soldiers were desperate.
The gap is too big!
Can't catch up at all!
When this value exceeded seventy, those middle-aged soldiers also lamented the ruthlessness of time.
Being young is good!
And when this value exceeded eighty, the most powerful warriors, including Jock, showed their admiration.
Jason must be a target they can't catch up with.
At this value, after entering the 90s, the old instructor also sighed.
He was lamenting Jason's talent.
I also lamented that I could lose weight on the way back.
The 'pre-war meal' is running out.
What's more, he hasn't eaten yet.
"This talent is really terrifying!"
After watching Jason eat the hundredth 'pre-war meal', the old instructor murmured to himself
Then a thought appeared in the heart of the old instructor.
Is the reason why the "Night Watch" is not famous because it was eaten up by Jason and thus unable to develop?
Then, the old instructor put this not so good idea out of his mind.
How can an organization be destitute?
With such a firm idea, 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 being able to eat have to do with warrior talent?
Jason was confused at the bottom of his heart, but still responded.
"Thanks for the hospitality."
Jason said.
"Are you full?"
the old instructor asked.
"We may fight in a while, but 50% full is just right."
Jason said politely.
Ever since he awakened the talent of [Predator], Jason felt like his stomach was connected to the dimensional space. It was basically a bottomless pit. If the ground under his feet could be eaten, he could eat the entire ground.
As for feeling full?
Jason doesn't know either.
He never felt 'full'.
Not even a trace.
He just made a rough estimate.
In order to thank the old instructor, he deliberately increased the "full" value.
"Fifty percent?!"
The old instructor looked at Jason, shock flashed in his eyes.
Then, it immediately became gloomy.
"If you can join the 'Indomitable Bronze', I will definitely train you to become the greatest warrior in history!"
"pity……"
The old instructor shook his head and sighed.
The surrounding soldiers also nodded in agreement.
