Fengyun took out all the contents of the cave, dragged the vines, and blocked the entrance to the cave with a large stone.

After tidying up, Fengyun picked up the bamboo basket, followed behind the storm, and left the bamboo forest.

Walking to the middle of the day, Fengyun's long-awaited training finally began, but it was different from what he expected.

In his envision, Tyrant's training method should follow the pattern at the beginning, giving him some tasks to complete within the allotted time.

In the process of completing the task, sharpen him and improve his abilities.

Although this method has relatively high requirements for the trainee, requiring the trainee to be flexible and perceptive, the results have also proved that the effect is good.

Storm didn't do that this time.

He let Fengyun follow him, and he didn't need to do anything but watch.

He went hunting himself, hunting all kinds of brute beasts, flying in the sky, running on the ground, climbing in trees, drilling in the soil, and swimming in water...... Nothing is missing.

When hunting, they also deliberately choose a variety of different weather, day, night, sunny, rainy, foggy...... Show Fengyun the differences and the issues that need to be paid attention to.

There are also various ways to hunt brute beasts, including ambushes, forcible kills, pursuits, booby-traps, traps, and traps......

The tools used were equally varied, ranging from spears and knives, the most common, to locally sourced vines, twigs, and bamboo, as well as stones, dirt, and even the carcasses of other brute animals......

There are also endless methods of concealment, hiding in the soil, hiding in water, trying to blend in with the surroundings, using the juices of plants, and even the bodily fluids of brutes to cover their own breath......

In short, Fengyun is an eye-opener.

The only thing that made Fengyun more unhappy was that in the process of hunting and killing all kinds of brute beasts, he was absolutely not allowed to ask questions, not a word.

If you want to ask, you have to wait until the end of the day.

Normally, Fengyun asks him questions while dealing with the brutal beasts he hunts and making them into food.

Violence will answer all the questions he raises one by one, no matter how big or small, he knows everything, and he says everything.

In the process of questioning and answering, Fengyun also slowly realized the painstaking work of the storm, and understood why he didn't let him ask questions in the process of hunting brute beasts.

Brutes are dangerous and do not tolerate any distractions.

He himself can also concentrate on observing and remembering the process of his hunt and some key details.

If there is a question, he can hold back and not ask, and to a certain extent, it can also exercise his patience.

In order to remember many problems, there are also quite high requirements for memory, which improves his memory in disguise.

In addition, if he has a question in his mind and cannot get answered, he will subconsciously think about it and seek answers.

Some questions, he can figure out by himself.

If you don't understand, you will also deepen your impression, and after the storm gives the answer, he will remember it firmly and will not forget it easily.

In this way, almost a month passed, and Fengyun did not kill a single brute beast, and all the brute beasts were hunted by the tyrant himself.

During the course of a month, the Storm hunted the brute beasts every day, and in many cases there were more than one.

As time passed, the brute beasts he hunted became more and more powerful, and quite a few times, he had to face great risks, and in the end, he was basically injured every time he completed the hunt.

Many times, Fengyun couldn't stand it anymore and offered to help, but in exchange for it, it was always a violent and stern refusal to answer.

Although Fengyun would change his methods to make delicious food after each day of the hunt, so that Storm could not only eat enough, but also eat well, he was still getting haggard and losing a lot of weight.

His eyes, which had been blazing, had also become dim and bloodshot, and even his trademark loud voice rarely appeared.

In response to his question, his voice became low and hoarse, full of exhaustion.

In order to live up to the hard work of the storm, Fengyun tried his best to study, striving not to let go of any detail, and not to leave a single information point.

When he rested at night, he put himself in the role of a tyrant, as if he could be as clean as he was if he were to hunt those brute beasts.

If he could, would he be able to come up with other more effective ways to hunt it?

At first, he couldn't do it.

He couldn't even replace the Tyrant to replicate his process of hunting brutes.

Hunting brute beasts requires a hunter to be very high, not only to have a fairly strong attack power, but also to have a strong ability to capture opportunities, and to launch a fatal blow in the middle of a fire.

The ability to seize opportunities is not so easy to have.

In addition to being extremely experienced, it is also necessary to have a strong insight and be able to gather enough information in a short period of time to have a comprehensive and precise understanding of the prey.

The only thing Fengyun has is combat effectiveness, and he lacks other abilities, and without the assistance of other abilities, the combat power he can exert will be greatly reduced.

According to his own estimates, the lethality of an attack with the same force is often less than half of that of the storm.

This made Fengyun deeply realize the huge gap between him and Tyrant.

Undeterred, he did everything he could to bridge the gap between him and Tyrant.

Taking the initiative to learn on your own will always be much better than being urged by others.

It didn't take long for him to barely be able to replicate the hunting process, but he also knew that the gap between the illusion and the actual operation was very large.

He deliberately made it more difficult to deal with the situation in the process of illusion.

On top of that, he relied on the powerful resilience that Swallow had given him and used all the time he could to practice.

Even if he was restricted by the storm and could not hunt brute beasts directly, the highly targeted training also allowed his strength to increase rapidly.

In the process, he also got a piece of good news.

The illusion that was carried out in his mind would be directly reflected in his training.

In the case of an illusion, when he trains, there will be an extremely smooth feeling, as if he has carried out special exercises, and the efficiency has been greatly improved.

This discovery, Fengyun immediately took advantage of it.

When handling brute animals, cooking food, eating, and resting after training...... He used all this time to his advantage.

In addition to replicating the process of hunting brute beasts in his mind, he will also set up various scenarios for himself, combining the knowledge he has learned from Storm and the knowledge he has to crack.

If he succeeds, he will carry out targeted training and practice to turn it from an illusion to a practical experience.

Fengyun's efforts were all overlooked, and he was very appreciative, and recognized him as a malleable talent, prompting him to teach everything he knew.

At the same time, he also made a decision.

Before handing over his self to Fengyun, he was never allowed to hunt the brute beast himself.

Hunting brute beasts can increase combat experience, but it will dilute or even release the desire in the storm.

Fengyun would do this, in large part because of his desire to kill the brute beast himself, and once his desire was satisfied, his spirit would slacken.

This will inevitably lead to a decline in his enthusiasm and efficiency in learning, which is something that Tyrant absolutely does not want to see.

Violence also extended the teaching time, from one month to one and a half months.

In the last half month, I fell into extreme pain.

This pain came partly from the injuries he sustained while hunting the beast, but more often from the oppression he had taken on himself.

Before training Fengyun, he had already made arrangements for what needed to be taught.

Strive to pass on all his skills to Fengyun within a month, through an extremely compressed way.

Fengyun didn't disappoint him, he was like a ** person, greedily absorbing everything he taught him.

The effect was even much better than he expected.

So after a month of teaching, the whole person has a feeling of being hollowed out.

However, he extended the time by half a month, causing him to fall into an unsustainable predicament.

He is an extremely stubborn person, and he can't do it if he overturns his own decisions.

He had no choice but to teach Fengyun, and even put forward higher requirements for himself, not only to teach, but also to teach better than the previous month.

In order to accomplish his goal, he can only desperately squeeze himself.

Fortunately, his decision brought him not only pain, but also happiness.

Fengyun's progress made him feel that his efforts were not in vain, and he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

In addition, in the process of squeezing himself, he unexpectedly found that his potential was actually stimulated, and his strength showed a long-lost improvement.

On the morning of the forty-sixth day of Storm's solo training with Fengyun, when the sun jumped above the horizon, Fengyun finished his morning exercise and came back to prepare breakfast.

At first, he didn't realize anything was wrong, but he soon discovered the anomaly.

Storm didn't even show up.

Although Tyrant had to hunt brute beasts every day and answer his various questions, he was very tired, but his schedule was still very regular.

Before the sun came out, he would get up and watch him make breakfast, answering some of the new questions that popped into his head.

"Could it be that Uncle Tyrant ......?"

Fengyun's tired and haggard face flashed in his mind, and a strong sense of foreboding surged in his heart.

"No, it won't. Uncle Tyrant is just too tired. ”

Trying to convince himself, Fengyun rushed towards a cave where Storm rested.

With a strong whirlwind, Fengyun rushed into the cave.

The situation that caught his eyes made him feel like he was falling into an ice cave, and his heart was cold.

Storm lay there quietly, his face as pale as paper, motionless.

After being stunned for a long time, Fengyun dragged his legs and walked towards the storm.

He felt how heavy his legs were, and it took a lot of effort to move each step.

He slowly crouched down beside the storm, reached out his right hand, and reached his fingers to his nose.

He noticed that his hand was shaking, and he tried to control it, but it continued to call, but it trembled even more.

"What are you doing?"

Just as Fengyun's fingers were about to touch Storm's nose, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears, like a thunderclap, shaking his whole body stiff.