The Pirate Incarnate as Thunder

The creek is gurgling, the spring water is tinkling, the leaves are rustling, and what flows under the sun is tranquility, beauty, and murderous intent.

Hidden under the dense branches and leaves, Reg glanced at Colin with his hands in his trouser pockets, just like a tourist on a sightseeing tour.

His expression was relaxed, he looked around, and his face was full of relaxation and comfort. This gesture was really too arrogant.

But Reg didn't feel happy in his heart. The more this happened, the more it represented Colin's terror.

Coming closer, approaching Reg, who had held his breath a few seconds ago, all the muscles in his body were tense under the intense concentration.

A squirrel appeared from the hole in the tree. The tip of its nose was twitching and it tilted its head in confusion: it seemed that the atmosphere was a little cold.

"Damn"

The squirrel that appeared caught Colin's eye, and he stopped just outside the range of Reg's prepared attack.

"30 seconds left 29, 28"

Reg, who was counting silently in his heart, was not anxious. He would reserve his patience until the last second.

After 15 seconds, Colin withdrew his gaze and continued to move forward, unaware of Reg's presence.

It is impossible for the preliminary members of p9 to not be able to do this even if they have preparation time.

"Are you nearby? 5, 4, 3"

Colin, who was counting silently, blinked his eyelids slightly.

With the squirrel's panic, Reg's body instantly appeared in front of Colin.

The dagger in his hand reflected a bright halo in the sunlight, and Colin, who was determined to open his eyes, leaned back, and the imaginary throat stabbing did not appear.

In what seemed like a fatal blow, Reg turned his wrist and the dagger came out.

Without success, Colin moved his right foot from the moment he turned his wrist.

"good"

After complimenting Colin, he slapped Reg in mid-air to the ground with his left hand. He took a step back and exerted force with his right foot as his waist twisted.

Reg raised his arms and slid his whole body against the ground.

No need for nonsense or reply, Reg got up again and pounced again.

Swish, swish. Colin easily avoided the two punches and three kicks, and then knocked Reg away with a casual punch.

Colin was a domineering person with some knowledge and knowledge brought by some paper drawings, but it was of no use to him.

Reg observed clearly that he only relied on his body's instinctive reaction and experience to predict each of his attacks in advance while maintaining a strength similar to his own.

Isn’t it the purpose of exercising and fighting with others to stimulate this physical instinct?

Although the beating was very painful, Reg still launched futile attacks again and again.

"Just getting beaten up is not very efficient."

Colin took the initiative to launch an attack. Their feet collided on the grass, but his backhand fist took a step forward and hit Reger on the chest.

The surging blood and body pain made Reg's eyesight turn black.

Then Colin raised his leg and struck him head-on, knocking Reg out.

"stand up."

"of course."

Reg, who was let go by Colin, learned a lot when he got a chance to breathe.

Each of Colin's movements was continuous without any gaps. When he made his first move, his second move had already followed.

As for Reg himself, if he slowed down even one beat with this seemingly insignificant movement, he would be hit without the ability to fight back.

After accepting the lesson, Reg launched another attack, and the attacks began to be continuous consciously. However, Colin did not dodge like before, but imitated Reg's movements and struck back one by one.

Bang bang bang Every time they collided with each other, Reg's feet would retreat.

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On the other hand, Colin kept moving forward. Although the strength used by each other was similar, there was such a big difference in the results.

Despair mixed with unwillingness came to Reg's heart. There was no need to make a choice, Reg's body moved naturally.

Colin, who caught this emotion, changed his movements, and hit Reg with a series of punches and kicks, not even missing the vital part of the crotch.

Fortunately, Reg reacted very quickly, but he suffered a few more ruthless blows as a result.

If Reg didn't understand why Colin set the time at 5 minutes before, he now understands: under his frequent attacks, it would be good to be able to persevere.

"Reg, it's been three minutes, so there should be some changes."

Colin, who almost unilaterally slaughtered Reg for three minutes, kicked him hard against the thick tree trunk behind him, temporarily stopping the attack.

"Sorry, Teacher Colin, I'm a bit slow in learning."

After wiping away the nosebleed, Reg casually grabbed the venomous snake he had disturbed and squeezed it hard.

"Didn't you learn something? I'm training with you, which is good, but other creatures don't know. Forget it, I'll give you two hands."

Colin put his hands into his trouser pockets lightly, with an indescribable contempt in his posture. Even though it was clear that this was a provocation, Reg's face still turned red.

咚

After slamming his feet on the ground, Reg rushed over quickly and was kicked back by Colin.

"stupid."

"I know."

The pain and gap caused Reg's anger to quickly extinguish the opponent in front of him. No matter how angry he was, he could not defeat him.

What he needed to do was to remember every pain in his body during attacks and beatings, and use his eyes and ears to experience every change in Colin's movements and breath.

"The enemy will not be so kind as to knock you awake."

"You are Teacher Colin."

Reg laughed and launched another attack. Interestingly, the most powerful creature in the primitive forest was the one least likely to kill him.

"You kid, you can't be punished for being lazy like this."

Like a tap dance, Colin's legs transformed into shadows, kicking Reg at various angles until his whole body was sore.

"There seems to be some progress."

Reg's big eyes radiated bright light and he successfully defended against two attacks.

Even though his consciousness didn't respond, his body still made a choice according to a certain pattern. This is growth.

"It's not enough, it's not enough to accept more pain. Only in this way will your body become stronger."

Colin, who knew that Reg had grown up, increased his speed, and Reg returned to the same situation where he was beaten all the time.

Reg's response was much better than at the beginning. He did not look for opportunities to fight back when he was attacked, but defended wholeheartedly.

For Reg, he thinks it is fair and if he wants to beat someone in the future, he should learn to be beaten first.

He didn't believe that he would be unilaterally beaten by Colin until he left in the next three years.

"5 minutes are up, do you want to continue?"

Colin stopped suddenly, and Reg, who was protecting his head with his arms, grinned: "I can still hold on for two more minutes. Teacher, you are too gentle."

"Oh, the minute is over."

Colin pulled out his hands, and the attacks came in a flurry. Reg simply gritted his teeth and resisted: there were almost no wounds anyway, and he would be a good man again when he came back from the meal.

If it doesn't work once, then a hundred times, or even a thousand times, or even ten thousand times. One day, he will be able to compete skillfully with Colin who has suppressed his strength.