Chapter 617: Chapter 44 The Most Powerful Warrior Talent_2
On the contrary, the punching fist began to swell and turn red.
So hard!
Harder than imagined!
Like a steel plate!
No!
Even harder than a typical steel plate!
The middle-aged man thought and immediately retreated again.
He didn’t wish to be struck by such an elbow hit.
One hit, and he’d be bedridden for at least a week.Now was a critical moment, one he didn’t want to miss.
"I concede!”
The middle-aged man jumped out of the ring, shouting loudly.
Jason’s elbow strike stopped instantly.
"Today is not a good day.”
"Can we spar again later?”
The middle-aged man asked with a look of anticipation in his eyes.
It was pure, without any impurities.
He just wanted to spar.
Not out of dissatisfaction or jealousy.
"Of course!”
Jason nodded without hesitation.
He would not refuse an invitation from a warrior.
The middle-aged man clearly had considerable prestige among this group of warriors; seeing him conceding, the surrounding warriors hesitated for a moment, but then they started challenging Jason one after another. ŕάꞐꝊ฿Ęṥ
Losing is not frightening.
Losing to someone stronger than oneself is not shameful.
What’s terrifying is being afraid to lose, and thus not daring to fight.
For a true warrior, that is the most unbearable.
"Lord Jason, please teach me!”
"Lord Jason, I concede!”
…
The old instructor watched the scene with a smile; this was the moment he most wanted to see.
Elders imparting experience, the young eagerly catching up, thus repeating, endlessly, to infinity.
This was the most important legacy of “Copper’s Indomitable Spirit.”
"Instructor, can Jason join ‘Copper’s Indomitable Spirit’?”
The middle-aged man who had sparred with Jason approached the old instructor and asked directly.
"Jason is a ‘Night Watcher’.”
The old instructor sighed.
"A Night Watcher?”
"Can’t a Night Watcher become a warrior?”
"Look at Jason, he is a true warrior.”
The middle-aged man pointed to Jason, who was tangled in a fight with the younger men in the ring, his tone urgent.
"Jock, I too hope Jason could become a member of ‘Copper’s Indomitable Spirit.’
"But the honor of ‘Copper’s Indomitable Spirit’ doesn’t allow me to do so.”
The old instructor sighed again.
The middle-aged man looked helpless.
How much he wanted to rise every morning to run towards the sunrise with Jason, sweating profusely, fists colliding, swords clashing, armor resonating… Such scenes were the best.
But unfortunately, it couldn’t be.
Jock stopped talking and just looked at Jason.
The battle with the thirty “Copper’s Indomitable Spirit” warriors ended just as the sun set.
Jason removed his mask, his face brimming with a smile.
Although no additional proficiency options had appeared directly, sparring with these warriors had given him new insights into [Barehanded Combat].
"Hand techniques, footwork, dodging skills, and some special secret techniques!”
Jason recalled the previous scenes.
Besides the middle-aged man named Jock, who had left a deep impression on him.
There were a few warriors who remained fresh in his memory.
All of these warriors used special techniques.
Among them, ignoring joint locks and jump-style attacks grabbed Jason’s attention the most.
The former, bizarre and unexpected in its variations.
Because who could expect an attack with the forearm extending outward while in a joint lock?
The latter?
Jason liked this kind of headlong fighting style.
Leaping into the air and crashing down heavily, like thunder.
Jason stood there pondering.
He didn’t notice that the “Copper’s Indomitable Spirit” warriors who had just sparred with him were watching him with shocked expressions.
Does Lord Jason never tire?
Not get weary?
Several young warriors, gasping for breath, again looked at him with admiration.
Indeed, we still have a long way to go!
The young warriors thought to themselves.
Similarly, this was the thought of all the other warriors as well.
Unconsciously, these warriors gathered around Jason, some sitting, some standing, some making a fire.
Where there’s strength, followers will come.
Everything had been done quietly, without notice.
By the time Jason snapped out of his thoughts, five fires had been lit before him.
A large pot hung over each one.
A rich aroma wafted from the pots.
"Lord Jason, please try this,” Vince offered, passing a bowl the size of a watermelon to Jason.
Without any niceties, Jason took the bowl and tilted his head back.
The bowl contained a liquid food that was very thick, with a faint taste of milk, a hint of herbs, but not bitter, rather sweet.
This made Jason’s appetite surge.
One bowl, two bowls, three bowls.
When Jason picked up the fifth bowl, the “Copper’s Indomitable Spirit” warriors around him fell silent. They stared at Jason, dumbfounded, then at their own ‘pre-battle meal’ they could only eat half or two-thirds of and were overwhelmed with shame.
For a warrior, the ability to eat well denoted strength!
Eat well, train, sleep after training, wake up and eat!
This is a complete day for a warrior.
Starting with eating, naturally, is the most important.
No wonder Lord Jason is so strong!
The warriors couldn’t help but think and then started devouring food from bowls the size of watermelons.
A warrior never concedes defeat.
If one cannot even manage to eat, how can they chase after Lord Jason’s footsteps?
The campsite, once filled with soft laughter and conversation, suddenly resounded with nothing but the sounds of voracious eating.
Meanwhile, Jason put his bowl down.
Not because he was full, but because there was no more left.
"Go cook two more pots,” the old instructor ordered Jock.
"Thank you.”
"Won’t this inconvenience you?”
Jason turned to thank the old instructor, genuinely so.
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