Under the bright light of the fighting gym, Jason opened the special book in his hand.
He had confirmed before that the cover of the book was bronze.
The paper is a parchment scroll, with finely detailed text written on it in disorder.
After a little reading, Jason discovered that these dense and messy texts were still made up of a mixture of Common Language and Tuplex, and some slang words that Jason didn't understand were mixed in.
Ordinary people will only feel confused when they read these words, and then they will be deeply shocked.
But Jason looked... it was a lie!
That's right, it's just playing tricks!
Putting aside those records of slang and common language, the wrong use of Tufu language alone, as well as the so-called 'secret techniques' with detailed records, are telling Jason that the writer of this book is a half-assed person.
And when combined with those slang words and the Common Tongue, the half-babe becomes a little more miserable.
Slang is not easy to understand, but it is much simpler than Tufu language. Jason has experience in learning Tufu language. At this time, after a little research, he roughly figured out the meaning of these slang words.
When combined with each other, a complete story emerges.
A husband couldn't bear the grief because of his wife's death, so he desperately hoped to revive his wife, so he combined alchemy, voodoo, and oriental secrets to create a "miracle" with an extremely small probability.
Too bad the 'miracle' didn't bring hope.
On the contrary, the fusion of the unknown brings the most desperate result: death.
The reason why "mystery" is unpredictable is that it often brings death.
Anyone who touches it casually will pay the price in the name of death.
Jason suddenly thought of two famous quotes he had heard.
The former came from 'Lord', which was recorded in the notes given to him by his 'teacher'.
The latter was from 'Hans Haven' and was reminded of him by his cousin Gerald in a chat.
Both are equally powerful, yet equally in awe of the 'mystery side'.
However, some people who know little about the "mysterious side" lack such awe.
"Is this the fearlessness of the ignorant?"
Jason muttered to himself.
Then, he lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand.
At the moment where he opened it, a group of flowers is being drawn.
It was the corrupt flower that Jason had seen before.
Name: Burmese gardenia.
Words: birth of hope, resurrection and new birth.
"It's a pity that everything is heading in a bad direction."
Jason closed the bronze book and threw it into the corner of the fighting gym.
He won't touch this book in a short time, but he, who is habitually thinking, can't help but raise a question in his mind: If he were that husband, what would he do
However, he didn't know much about it.
He doesn't like girls.
Never thought of getting married.
So, Jason changed to a substitute.
What if it was Gerald who died
Or, what about the dead... old jazz
Jason's face unconsciously became a little more dignified.
He doesn't know the answer.
Maybe he will pull back from the brink at the last minute.
But it’s also possible to be wrong again and again.
It may also be even more miserable than that husband,
Jason, who was thinking, turned to look at Arras, who had deliberately lowered his voice because he was reading.
"Jason, have you finished reading?"
"Is there any gain?"
Aras asked immediately after noticing Jason's gaze.
"The story of a stupid, competent husband who utterly destroys an entire family in order to save it."
Jason described it like this.
Aras was taken aback.
She didn't recover a bit.
"If you are competent, it should be good, right?"
Aras said with his own understanding.
"Well, but he brought disaster."
"Not only did he hurt himself, but also his two children."
"In a way, he ruined everything."
Jason didn't refute, but described objectively.
"He must not be exercising his muscles!"
Aras replied seriously.
This time it was Jason who was in a daze.
What does this have to do with muscles
Arras, on the other hand, showed off his strong biceps with a crisp bent arm.
"Muscle is strength!"
"My mother said that strong muscles will make your fists strong and make you fearless."
"There's nothing a punch can't fix."
"Yes? Then two punches."
Arras answered Jason in his own way.
"Then what if the fist can't solve it?"
"Like... the death of a loved one?"
Jason continued to ask.
"The fist can't solve it, it's just that the fist you swing is not strong enough, it's just that your muscles are not strong enough, you need stronger muscles to have a fist that breaks everything - my mother said."
"As for the death of a lover?"
"If someone caused such a thing, I will find out in advance, and I will go directly to smash them."
"If he is physically weak, I will take him to exercise."
"If it's an accident... I'll make sure there are no accidents around him."
"As for the time?"
"Mom said that time can also be broken with fists!"
As Aras spoke, she gave Jason a thumbs up. Under the light, her white teeth were shining.
Looking at Arras like this, Jason didn't have any problems.
Arras had already explained everything to him.
Although it was in the way of Arras, it still told Jason what to do.
powerful!
Keep strong!
When it is so powerful that even death will be avoided, everything will naturally be solved.
Previous thoughts
He didn't despise, let alone ridicule.
Just a little more calm.
"The reason why I instinctively think about this, thinking about this is nothing more than starting to think that I am strong but I am not really strong. I almost forgot my original purpose!"
Jason recalled all the dangers and his last resort when he just came to the 'city that never sleeps'.
He also thought of how easily he had played Edmond and Esther in the palm of his hand just now.
He couldn't help but let out a breath of foul air.
call!
"I was so proud just now?"
"It really shouldn't be!"
"I almost forgot my original intention!"
"Now!"
"I must keep my original intention in mind!"
Jason's eyes hardened instantly.
He hadn't had a choice before.
Now
He wants to be free to choose.
Jason looked at Arras again.
"Alas, can you accompany me in actual combat now?"
"I think there is still room for improvement in my unarmed combat ability."
"certainly!"
Arras nodded, excitedly raised the 200kg barbell and threw it away.
Clang!
Amidst the sound of rubbing metal, the barbell landed on the barbell rack steadily without any shaking, while Arras walked towards the concrete ring with great strides.
Jason glanced at the barbell rack, then walked onto the ring in silence.
Arras took out a coin.
"It starts when the coin hits the ground."
"Calling stop is the end?"
Aras asked.
Jason nodded, and Arras stuck out the coin.
Ding!
The coin tumbles upwards, then falls.
The moment the coin fell, Arras rushed towards Jason.
Woo!
A straight punch.
Jason didn't dodge, but also punched straight.
The two fists collided without fancy.
boom!
In the silence, Jason took two steps back.
Then, Jason's gaze towards Arras changed slightly.
He knew that Alas was very powerful, but he didn't know that Alas's power was so strong.
Similarly, Arras shook his palms continuously.
"Jason, your fist is so hard, I feel like hitting steel."
"I will try again!"
As Aras said, he punched out again.
Jason also punched back as before.
boom!
There was another muffled sound.
However, this time the two of them punched again without any hesitation.
Bang, bang, bang!
Amidst the continuous sound of collisions, Arras became excited, and she looked at Jason with bright eyes.
She had never met a man who could hold on to her for so long.
Jason's always indifferent and calm eyes also changed slightly.
He couldn't admit the fact that his strength was not as good as that of a woman.
Therefore, he needs to regain his self-esteem from other aspects.
For example... stamina.
The change in the emotions of the two of them almost caused this actual combat sparring to enter a fierce battle in just a dozen seconds.
Arras unconsciously changed his breathing method.
Her fists were getting faster and faster, and afterimages of fists appeared in the air.
Ola Ola Ola Ola!
The special breathing sound brought about a special sound.
The characteristic heroic blow enveloped Jason like a storm.
As soon as he made contact, Jason was punched several times.
Just a pain, but no more damage.
The defensive power brought by [Pruss Griffon Body Forging] made Jason as solid as a rock.
However, Jason was not used to being beaten passively like this.
For Jason, he likes and admires offense, so it is too uncomfortable to be so aggrieved, especially every time he wants to counterattack, Arras predicts in advance, blocks the attack, and causes After several breakthrough attacks, Jason felt even more uncomfortable.
However, he told himself to calm down.
Calmness is the only thing that can help him at this moment.
"Watch her fisting."
"Remember her rhythm."
The experience brought by the expert-level [unarmed combat] and the proficient level [Griffin Fighting] made Jason, who remained calm, began to look for a way to deal with Arras.
Gradually, he began to adapt to the extremely fast rhythm of Arras.
The boxing path also began to be gradually figured out.
When Arras once again shrouded Jason in the shadow of his fists, Jason was lying flat on his upper body, stepping back with both feet on the ground.
The tall Jason showed a bit of dexterity at this moment.
Then…
It is ferocious!
In the process of retreating, Jason slapped the ground with one hand, and the retreating posture stopped immediately.
The next moment, Jason kicked Arras in a volley.
This is a skill in [Griffin Fighting Technique], Jason, who was fully focused on fighting, used it unconsciously.
cry!
An eagle's cry followed the kick.
Faced with such an attack and hearing such a voice, Aras became even more excited.
Her wide eyes were full of light.
That's it!
That's it!
This is the fight I'm looking forward to!
breathe!
breathe!
Feel the blood!
Feel the oxygen!
Feel the cells!
Feel the ripples when the pebbles fall!
Feel the ripples passing over the cells, achieving a qualitative change in the body!
Power springs up from all over the body, they live, they jubilate, they... converge.
"Jason, this is the move I imitated after getting your reminder."
"It's not complete yet."
"but… "
"I can't help it!"
Alas's face was flushed, and she shouted loudly—
"Shotgun. Spray!"
boom!
A punch came out, like the sound of a shotgun.
The fist that gathered countless air currents erupted with the blow of the fist.
call!
A barrage that seemed to be shot from a shotgun collided with Jason who was kicking towards him.
boom!
In a sound like an explosion.
Jason hugged his legs and jumped again and again.
Aras stepped back while clutching his fists, shaking his arms again and again.
The two grimaced feeling the pain.
But the expressions of the two were filled with joy.
They all felt progress in the first battle just now.
This is true for both Jason and Arras.
Therefore, the next moment, Jason stood firm again, and Arras raised his fists again in a combat alert posture.
No words.
When the two looked at each other, they understood each other's thoughts.
Once again, the two rushed towards each other.
bang bang bang!
The continuous beating and collision sounded again.
this time
Will undoubtedly last longer.
Actual combat is undoubtedly the best way to practice.
But there cannot be a lack of teaching.
At least, Esther thinks he has learned more from Edmond.
It was as if the door to a new world had been opened.
"It turns out that you can do this in the face of 'abnormality'."
"I've only known the tough way before."
Esther couldn't help muttering to himself.
"Easy is the right choice!"
"Only the right contact can produce the lubricating effect, so that when we get a breakthrough at the last minute, it goes smoothly."
"And tough?"
"It will only hurt and hurt each other!"
Edmund patted the young Esther on the shoulder as someone who had been there.
Then, the senior C-level personnel opened the door and got out of the car.
He has to return to the house he has 29 years and 11 months left.
Now that the loan has already started to be repaid, it is necessary to sleep in it, otherwise, what is the point of repaying the loan
Even if he can only sleep for two hours, he has to go home and sleep.
This is the insistence of Edmond, the loan repayer.
"Tomorrow morning... no, see you after dawn."
Edmund waved to Esther.
"See you at dawn!"
Esther responded.
This time it was no longer polite, but more sincere.
Not only Edmond taught him, but also he found that Edmond was full of wisdom.
Although such wisdom, most people do not understand.
"Stupid mortals."
Esther commented on those people in this way.
Then, after seeing Edmond leaving, he started the car and returned to his apartment.
He needs to write a report.
two copies.
One copy is 'Shelter'.
One is given to his 'organization'—
'Holy Snake Society'!