The black muscle car is parked in the back alley of the fight gym.

Pushing open the heavy door, Jason, Ett Demon, and Esther saw Arras, mingling with the children.

I saw Arras carrying Kratos and Logan and throwing them high, and then catching them steadily.

Esther's face changed.

"Danger!"

"Stop!"

Esther shouted loudly.

But Arras, who was playing up, did not hear such words at all.

Neither Kratos nor Logan.

"High point! Higher! ”

Kratos, who has always been calm, shouted excitedly.

"Hahaha."

Logan, who had been crying with a sad face, also laughed out loud at this time.

"It's okay, Ms. Arras is very popular with children!"

Aitdemont exclaimed.

"You should say Kratos and Logan are extraordinary."

"Ordinary kids don't like Arras."

Jason pointed to Kratos, who was thrown up and was about to touch the ceiling, but suddenly turned in the air and kicked the ceiling and rushed towards Arras again, and Logan, who adjusted his posture in mid-air and fell in the most stable and coordinated way, said very seriously.

It is clear that the two people, even children, have shown considerable talent.

Such a talent far surpasses that of his peers.

In other words, it is impossible for ordinary adults to have it.

Maybe after a long period of training, it may reach a similar level, but it will definitely not be integrated into the bones like Kratos and Logan, it is completely instinctive.

"Perhaps?"

Aitdermon chuckled.

"Those two bastards don't know how to teach their own children."

Esther cursed the unreliable father of the two children again, and then stepped in to stop such a game.

"Whew, swoop."

"Thank you for your training."

After stopping, Kratos respectfully saluted Arras.

It's the same with Logan.

"Training?"

"Not a game?"

Esther was stunned.

"Games?"

"Warriors don't need games!"

"It's balance and reflexes!"

Kratos said coldly, then went to pick up his bag and walked to Aitdemon.

Logan tried to say something, but in the end he just bowed to Arras, and followed Kratos to Aitdemon.

Esther, who was standing in place, pouted.

He felt as if he had been despised by a little child again.

"Little brat!"

"Wait until I instill in you the right childhood!"

Esther decided she needed to correct Kratos and Logan's misconceptions.

With their two children in their hands, Aitdermon and Esther got on a muscle car and quickly disappeared into the night.

After Aras watched the other man leave, he turned his head to look at Jason.

"Finally, there are only two of us left!"

"We ...... Go on? ”

Arras licked his lips, looking impatient.

"Hmm."

"Pack up your things, let's go to the field."

Jason nodded, and explained what had just happened.

"The 'Brotherhood' is open to the public, secretly hiding the 'Hydra', the 'Gluttonous Society' is concerned about everything, and the 'Night Stalker' Court guards the balance of Aung City...... It's so much fun. ”

"Can I serve in the 'Night Stalker Court'?"

After listening to Jason's explanation, Arras's eyes lit up.

"Yes."

Jason smiled and agreed.

Arras's strength is not to say, but it happens to be a member of a mysterious organization like the 'Night Stalker Court'.

However, the details still need to be considered.

Of course, that's all for later.

Right now?

He can't wait to have a long field fight with Arras!

……

As the night passed, the sun rose.

Then, fall again.

Since the second half of last night, fierce fighting has continued in the dense forest on the outskirts of Ang Chong.

Especially at this moment.

The sound of such a fight is even louder and unusual.

"Drink!"

Arras let out a low cry and struck out with a fist in his right hand.

Bang!

The sound of a shotgun sounded, and the power was like a shotgun, with the fist as the point, 10 meters in front of it, and within an angle of 50 degrees, countless air currents swept through.

The bushes were uprooted and crushed.

The tree swayed left and right, scarred.

After a day and a night of fighting, Arras completely completed the original imaginary 'shotgun'. Squirting', but such an attack is useless against Jason, who is standing within 2 meters of the punch.

Jason stood like a javelin, his shirtless upper body grinding against metal in the air current.

Sting, stinging!

Silky sparks popped up on it.

Aras looked at Jason's unscathed body under his punch with bright eyes, and couldn't help but admire: "Jason, your defense is really strong!" ”

It wasn't the first time she'd seen this kind of defense.

But every time I see it, I can't help but admire.

Just as much as she loved Jason's stamina, it was so enjoyable for her.

Then, the tall, muscing lady immediately took a deep breath.

Call!

Amid the obvious sound of air currents, a small wind blew in the dense forest as Arras inhaled.

"But I'm not the same person I was yesterday!"

"Try this trick!"

"Submachine guns. Hit in a row! ”

Da-da-da-da!

As if a submachine gun pulled the trigger, Arras's fist enveloped Jason at a speed beyond the sight of ordinary people.

Jason's tall body, dexterous steps, dodging left and right.

But Arras's fist was so fast that just two seconds later, Jason, who couldn't avoid it, took the first blow.

Bang!

Well?

There is no imaginary pain.

It's not that Arras's punch doesn't have power.

It's just that the strength of Arras's punch is too different from usual.

Usually a single punch can kill an elephant.

At this moment, one punch can only kill one cow.

And just when Jason was surprised, Arras's fists continued to smash into him.

Bang, bang!

Every hit is incredibly fast.

But the power of each blow has dropped a lot.

"Sacrificing speed in exchange for strength?"

Jason thought silently, and then, once again, he grasped the rhythm of Arras, and was ready to fight back.

But just as he was about to adjust his breathing slightly, Arras, who had been attacking, suddenly smiled.

The long battle of one day and one night had already made Jason accustomed to the small movements of Arras.

The last time she had a smile like that, Jason was thrown on the back by Aras and slammed to the ground, breaking his neck if he wasn't strong enough.

And this time?

Jason tiptoed a little and stepped back.

Then he saw Arras slap the ground with one hand.

The whole person spun and kicked sideways towards him.

"Missiles. One hit! ”

Looking at this familiar move, listening to the name of Arras, Jason raised his eyebrows.

The moves derived from the [Griffin Fighting Technique] are all too familiar to Jason.

He knew what to do.

At this time, you can't dodge anymore, otherwise you will only fall into the follow-up continuous attacks and completely lose your advantage.

Defense!

Then, fight back!

Jason, who had made up his mind, crossed his hands in front of him.

Bang!

Arras's feet kicked Jason's hands, making a muffled sound, and then, just as Jason was about to fight back—

Rumble!

A huge explosion occurred.

Jason's tall body was blown away and hit the trunk of a thick tree, and he stood up in surprise at the sound of the tree squeaking and collapsing.

The move just now is definitely from the [Griffin Fighting Technique].

But the explosion after that?

"Is that your breathing?"

Jason asked.

"Hmm."

"However, it was not the original version of my mother's teachings, it was my changed version."

"It's more explosive, but it's more physically demanding."

Arras nodded, and then told Jason the trick again.

As in the previous version of the breathing method, Arras had no reservations.

You must know that Jason has paid for it, so she should naturally teach with all her heart, especially when Jason has completed basic training, and this kind of advanced guidance is also the purpose of the fight gym.

Jason listened with a frown.

It's not that there's anything wrong with this breathing.

Rather, he felt indebted to Arras.

The preciousness of this breathing technique is undoubted, just look at the performance of Arras, let alone the improvement of Arras, and its value is not an exaggeration to say that it is priceless.

In other organizations, it is definitely the core inheritance, and it is impossible for learners to come into contact with it without going through layers of tests.

Moreover, even if you are exposed to it, it is only the most basic, and if you want to learn more, you need to go through the test again and again.

Everywhere will be like Arras, all the brains are handed over to him.

Just because he paid the tuition?

"Arras, do you know the value of this breathing method?"

Jason couldn't help but ask.

"Yes!"

"It was created by my grandfather in combination with some secret techniques, and then, my mother made a little improvement and became what it is now."

"Mom told me that if you want to learn this breathing method, you have to pay tuition, and you can fight me head-on for an hour without falling, and you can't be someone I hate - Jason, you fit it all."

Arras replied earnestly.

Jason's brow furrowed even tighter as he heard this answer.

As for the arrangement of Arras's mother, he guessed almost instantaneously why.

Paying tuition is that there is a tendency to learn hand-to-hand combat.

Playing against Arras for an hour, it should be a level of physical fitness and experience.

And the people that Anas doesn't hate should be judged by the beastly intuition of Arras.

Although he agreed, Jason still felt indebted.

"I know two kinds of breathing and body forging techniques, I can teach you ......"

"No way!"

Without waiting for Jason to finish, Arras shook her head and interrupted Jason's words, she looked at Jason very seriously, and said: "Mom said that I am very talented, and I can only practice the breathing method she taught me wholeheartedly, as long as I exercise this breathing method to the extreme, I can only learn other things when I can no longer move forward, otherwise I will achieve nothing." ”

Poor talent?

Jason looked at Arras, who matched his height and was stronger than a point, and always felt that her mother was a great mother.

There is no disdain in it.

It's just about feeling great.

"Is your mother like you?"

Jason asked.

"Like!"

"I'm like my mother, but I'm not like my father."

"However, my mother has seven scars on her chest, and I don't."

Arras nodded repeatedly.

Scar?

Was it left by the opponent?

Jason thought of this and didn't ask any more questions.

"Take a break and we'll continue."

When Arras, who had been fighting for a day, heard this, he immediately cheered and stepped aside.

There, there is food delivered by the members of the 'Hydra'.

It's all friends that Arras made with his fists, and they are unusually reliable.

The food is also high in calories and protein.

Jason didn't eat those, though, and kept the real 'food', the five obsidian daggers.

One day and one night.

Jason endured it for a day and a night.

This is super recorded for Jason.

And the patience of this day and night also made Jason know how to restrain his appetite even more.

Or rather, he became accustomed to restraining his appetite.

It's a good sign, and one that Jason would love to see.

However, at this point, there is no need to endure it anymore.

He needs 'food' to regain his strength.

Sitting cross-legged on one side, with his back against the tree, Jason took out one and licked it.

A faint sweet, barley aroma begins to permeate the mouth.

Jason couldn't help but take a bite.

When Jason's saliva appeared on the obsidian dagger, the solid obsidian inexplicably softened, causing the sharp teeth to easily bite it off and chew it.

Bear word biscuits!

Jason took the first bite of the obsidian dagger.

In the second bite, he swallowed the entire obsidian dagger.

Crunchy.

In the crisp chewing sound, the words in front of me appeared-

[Devour the Obsidian Dagger (Imitation)!] 】

[Moderate recovery of physical strength and energy!] 】

【Satiety +11】

[Satiety: 178]

……

A decent amount of satiety appeared in front of Jason.

It's just that......

"Imitation?!"

Jason looked at the remaining four obsidian daggers in his hand in amazement.

Based on the fragrance of similar concentrations, Jason can be sure that the four obsidian daggers in his hand should also be imitations.

Smelling the scent coming from the tip of his nose, Jason's brain spun rapidly.

"Imitations can be used to change people's appearance with secret arts, so ...... What about the original? ”

Jason swallowed.

Although he tried to restrain himself, he couldn't help it.

The smell of the imitation made him subconsciously think about what the original product would taste like.

But recent deliberate restraint has brought him back to his composure.

"The 'Temple' actually has the technology to replicate the 'anomaly'!"

"The Obsidian Dagger is the only 'anomalous object' that has mastered the technique of copying?"

"Still ......"

"There will be more!"

Jason thought, his body trembling involuntarily.

Both shock and excitement at the hidden abilities of the 'Temple'.

He seemed to see another 'refrigerator'...... No, not a refrigerator!

It's a buffet!

That's right, it's the buffet!

Whew, whew!

It took several deep breaths before Jason calmed himself down again.

He knows that there are dangers and opportunities.

Faced with the 'Temple' chasing and killing him, Jason naturally had no more worries.

And now?

It's time to show his talent!

Without any hesitation, Jason began to try the breathing method taught by Arras.

And then—

Rumble!

Jason was blown to pieces.