"Drink!"
As he exhaled, Vince turned around, turned his back to Jason, and put Jason's arms on his shoulders with both hands.
Then, push again.
crunch!
Vince's knuckles cracked from the sudden force.
In just an instant, the young knight's cheeks were flushed, sweat overflowed from his forehead, and his teeth were even tighter.
But, no use!
Jason just stood there, motionless, as solid 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.
"Your Excellency Jason, you are stronger than you seem."
With a hearty smile on his face, the young knight admitted defeat frankly.
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 it was time to start, the other party rushed towards Jason.
Then, just as he was about to approach Jason, he suddenly disappeared!
It's not disappearing in place.
Instead, it disappeared from Jason's field of vision.
"Special skills?"
Jason's eyes lit up.
Why would he use this more laborious way to identify members of 'Bronze Indomitable'.
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 came out from behind and grabbed Jason's shoulder.
But just as he was about to touch Jason's shoulder, Jason dodged it.
The absence of the opponent's figure in the eyes does not mean that it is impossible to determine where the opponent is.
Under normal circumstances, Jason's perception is nearly seven times that of ordinary people, enough for him to use hearing instead of vision.
The young man was taken aback for a very sure catch but failed.
He practiced this trick countless times.
When facing other opponents, they are all tried and tested.
But this time...
Snapped!
Just when the young man was stunned, Jason patted him on the shoulder with his palm.
Suddenly, the young man's face turned red.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have been distracted."
With the most systematic teaching, the young man naturally knows what will happen if his mind wanders during battle.
Although the battle in front of him was just a rehearsal similar to that in the camp, it shouldn't be.
Not only was he irresponsible to himself, but he was also disrespectful to the strong in front of him.
The flushed young man subconsciously looked at the old instructor outside the circle.
"Run around the camp a hundred times after 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 come!"
A third person walked in.
Unlike the young men before, this is a middle-aged warrior.
The strong body makes the sports vest with excellent elasticity feel like it will be burst.
Not only was he strong, but in Jason's perception, the opponent's aura was also the strongest in the room except for the old instructor.
"Shall we start?"
asked the other party.
After Jason's point, the opponent didn't attack right away, but jumped on the spot several times, as if warming up, before opening his mouth and saying, "I'm going to attack."
call!
After the voice fell, he punched out.
The wind of the fist was bitter, blowing around.
This punch has the power to match the opponent's strong bear-like figure.
However, what caught Jason the most was the opponent's punching pattern.
Between two points, the straight line is the shortest.
In order to strike faster and more effectively, it is most people's choice to burst out a straight line attack with maximum force.
As for the person in front of him, his punching path has a slight arc.
Very subtle arc.
Jason was sure that if he punched straight with the same strength, he could press down or push his fist 'easily' according to the opponent's punching style and with the swing of his body.
Of course, what caught Jason the most was the tiptoes of the other party.
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' posture.
Angular protrusion is similar to making a fist, but the thumb is buckled on the nails of the middle finger and index finger, making the second joints of the middle finger and index finger protrude.
Break the surface with a point!
A violent blow, with the strength of the opponent, is enough to break anyone's bones and rupture their internal organs.
Three moves in one move!
Not only fierce, but also flexible!
Even if the opponent dodges the first blow, subsequent attacks can cause the opponent to struggle.
The master-level [unarmed combat] made Jason think of this for a moment.
Then, he instinctively stood sideways, and then leaped forward, raising his forearm with his right hand as a shield, his upper arm as a support, and the tip of his elbow as a gun!
call!
Louder and sharper than the opponent's, the piercing sound rang out.
The middle-aged man felt a tingling pain on his face when he saw the tip of the elbow suddenly rushing in front of him. Without any hesitation, he stood on tiptoe, and his body backed up again and again. , with an arc of punches, and began to hit the elbows that were close at hand.
boom!
bang bang!
bang bang bang!
There were continuous blows, but the tip of Jason's elbow did not change at all.
On the contrary, the punched fist started to become red and swollen.
hard!
Tougher than imagined!
It's like a steel plate!
No!
Stronger than ordinary steel plates!
The middle-aged man thought and retreated again.
He didn't want to be hit by 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 appropriate."
"Can we still practice duels later?"
The middle-aged man asked like this, with anticipation in his eyes.
Very pure, without any impurities.
Just for sparring.
Not resentment or jealousy.
"certainly!"
Jason nodded without hesitation.
He would not refuse an invitation from a soldier.
The middle-aged man obviously had considerable prestige among this group of fighters. After seeing the middle-aged man lost, the surrounding fighters hesitated for a while, but immediately, they challenged Jason again.
Losing is not terrible.
There is no shame in losing to someone stronger than yourself.
The terrible thing is that I am afraid of losing, so I dare not fight.
This is the most unbearable for a real fighter.
"Your Excellency Jason, please advise!"
"Your Excellency Jason, I admit defeat!"
…
The old instructor looked at this scene with a smile on his face. This was the scene he most wanted to see.
The elders pass on their experiences, and the younger ones catch up bravely. This cycle goes on and on endlessly.
This is the most important inheritance of "Bronze Unyielding".
"Instructor, can Jason join 'Bronze Indomitable'?"
The middle-aged man who had fought Jason before walked up to the old instructor and asked bluntly.
"Jason is the 'Night Watch'."
The old instructor sighed.
"Night watchman?"
"Can't the night watchman be a warrior?"
"Look at Jason, he is a real fighter."
The middle-aged man pointed to Jason who was fighting with the young people in the circle, with an anxious tone in his tone.
"Jock, I also really hope that Jason will become a member of 'Bronze Indomitable'."
"However, the honor of 'Bronze Unyielding' does not allow me to do this."
The old instructor sighed again.
The eyes of the middle-aged man were also full of helplessness.
How much he wanted to get up every morning and run against the rising sun with Jason, sweating like rain, fists colliding with fists, long swords clanging, armor clanging... that kind of scene is the best.
Unfortunately, no.
Jock looked at Jason and fell silent.
The battle with the thirty 'Bronze Unyielding' ended just before the sun set.
Jason took off his mask with a smile on his face.
Although there was no direct option for extra proficiency, the fight with these fighters gave him a new way of thinking 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 are still a few fighters that are still fresh in his memory.
These fighters all use special skills.
Among them, ignoring joint locking and jumping attacks caught Jason's attention the most.
The change of the former is strange and sudden.
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 relentless way of fighting.
He jumped up and slammed down heavily, like thunder.
Jason stood there thinking.
He didn't notice that the 'Bronze Unyielding' fighters who had just finished training with him looked at him in shock.
Isn't Master Jason tired
Are you not tired
Admiration once again appeared in the eyes of several gasping young fighters.
Sure enough, we are still too far away!
These young fighters thought so.
Likewise, this is what all the other fighters think too.
Unconsciously, these soldiers gathered around Jason, either sitting or standing, or lighting a fire.
The strong have their own followers.
Everything is done in silence.
When Jason came back to his senses, five fires had already been lit in front of him.
Each one has a huge pot on it.
A rich aroma is coming from the pot.
"Your Excellency Jason, try it."
Vince handed Jason a bowl the size of a watermelon.
Not polite, Jason raised his neck after taking the bowl.
The bowl is liquid food, but it is extremely thick, with a faint milky taste and a little herbal taste, but it is not bitter, but sweet.
This made Jason eat a lot.
One bowl, two bowls, three bowls.
When Jason picked up the fifth bowl, the surrounding 'Bronze Unyielding' fighters were silent. They looked at Jason blankly, and then, they saw that they had only eaten half or two-thirds and couldn't eat any more. The 'pre-war meal', can not help but feel extremely ashamed.
For fighters, they will be strong only if they can eat!
Practice when you are full, sleep after practice, wake up and eat!
That's a full day for a fighter.
Starting with eating is naturally the most important thing.
No wonder Master Jason is so powerful!
The soldiers couldn't help thinking, and then, they picked up bowls the size of watermelons and began to eat vigorously.
Warrior, never admit defeat.
If you can't even eat, how can you catch up with Master Jason
There was still a camp where there were whispers of talking and laughing, but suddenly, only the sound of gobbling was left.
Jason, on the other hand, gave up his job.
Not full, but gone.
"Go cook two more pots."
The old instructor ordered Jock.
"Thanks."
"Will it affect you?"
Jason turned his head to thank the old instructor, sincerely.
At the same time, he expressed an apology.
Jason knows his appetite.
He didn't want to affect others because of himself.
"Being able to eat is the talent of a warrior."
"And Jason, you are a born fighter."
"'Bronze Unyielding' 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 smelled again, he walked over directly.
Extremely easy to cook. The 'pre-battle meal' is completely cooked after five minutes.
The bowl was not used again.
Jason took off the iron pot that was half a person's height from the campfire, and it 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 froze.
Gudong, Gudong.
In the sound of swallowing, the 'pre-battle meal' in the iron pot decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just ten breaths, the 'pre-battle meal' that was enough to feed six soldiers 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, Jason was seen picking up the second cauldron.
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 fighter!"
The old instructor said with bright eyes.
The others nodded involuntarily.
"Cook two more pots, not three pots."
The old instructor ordered Jock.
However, soon, all the five bonfires were set up with iron pots again.
Because, Jason's swallowing speed didn't slow down at all.
A total of thirty-five people's 'pre-battle meal' was quickly swept away by Jason.
And that number is still rising.
Forty, fifty, sixty!
The soldiers in the camp stopped everything a long time ago, 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 ate 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 fighters also lamented the ruthlessness of time.
Young is good!
And when this value broke through to eighty, the most powerful fighters, including Jock, showed their admiration.
Jason must be the target they can't catch up with.
At this value, after entering ninety, 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 about to run out.
What's more, he hasn't eaten yet.
"This talent is really terrifying!"
After watching Jason eat the hundredth 'pre-battle meal', the old instructor muttered to himself
Then a thought appeared in the old instructor's mind.
Is the reason why the 'Night Watchman' is not well-known, because he was poor by Jason, so he has no ability to develop
Then, the old instructor threw this not-so-good idea out of his mind.
How can an organization be poor!
With such firm thoughts, the old instructor looked at Jason who was touching his mouth.
"Jason, you are the most talented fighter I have ever seen!"
The old instructor praised.
What does being able to eat have to do with warrior talent
Jason was puzzled, but he responded anyway.
"Thank you for the hospitality."
Jason said.
"Are you full?"
asked the old instructor.
"Maybe fighting in a while, 50% full is just right."
Jason said politely.
Ever since he awakened 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 whole ground.
As for being full
Jason didn't know either.
He never felt 'full'.
Not at all.
He just made a rough estimate.
And in order to thank the old instructor, he deliberately increased the value of 'satisfaction'.
"Fifty percent?!"
The old instructor looked at Jason with shock in his eyes.
Then, it immediately became gloomy.
"If you can join the '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 approvingly.
But at this moment, a piercing voice sounded—
"Greatest warrior?"
"However, it's just a big rice bucket!"