Chapter VII After March

Smack, smack, smack

The swift clashing sound of bamboo knives came from under the dojo, and the two figures kept staggering, and after staggering, they quickly collided together.

"Lin Ke is really good, he can fight back and forth with Guina."

Creel mercilessly struck this sarobah and said:

"You think it's you, and you don't see how long Lin practices every day."

Since joining Koshiro's door, Hayashi wakes up at 6 a.m. every morning for a ten-minute warm-up, followed by daily vitality training, push-ups, squats and runs.

On the first day, when I was training for the first time, Lin Wai, who was thin and tender, did fifteen push-ups until seven o'clock, and an hour passed, Lin did a total of about 100 push-ups, 300 squats, and ran around the manor, which was an hour's training.

The next day, one hundred and ten push-ups, three hundred and fifty squats, and one lap of running.

On the third day, one hundred and twenty push-ups, three hundred and fifty squats, and two laps of running.

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On the ninetieth day, Lin's training volume has reached the point of 800 push-ups, 500 squats, and five laps of running in one hour.

"Guina, it's not that easy to hit me now."

Lin's forehead was covered with sweat, but his expression was extremely excited.

After three months of cultivation, ten-year-old Lin was finally able to fight back and forth with Gu Yina, who was more than five years younger than him, although he was still much abused. (Uh, why does it feel a little weird...) ）

Lin looked at his physical attributes

System Introduction:

Host: Lin

The physical attributes are as follows

Power: 0.9

Constitution: 2.9

Speed: 0.9

Energy:

Primary energy is not selected

Awakening: 0%

Life Shackles Lifted:

The first shackles of life have not been lifted

The second shackle of life has not been lifted

The third shackle of life has not been lifted

The fourth shackle of life has not been lifted

The fifth shackle of life has not been lifted

Constitution increased from 2.1 to 2.9 in three months.

This is undoubtedly a huge improvement for a rich kid who has never exercised, especially now that Lin is only ten years old, far from reaching the peak of his physical development.

The degree of strength has increased from 0.7 to 0.9, which is close to the apex of this physique, which is of course inseparable from Koshiro's teaching and the credit of being abused to death by Gu Ina every day.

The increase in speed is relatively not very high, that is, the play level has increased from 0.8 to 0.9, but the speed is difficult to improve relative to strength, and the play level of 0.9 is also close to the apex of this physique.

Of course, the biggest improvement is Lin's understanding of kendo, just like doing questions, the more you do, the more you will naturally become proficient.

Basic attack methods and paces such as slashing, slashing, picking, stabbing, and advanced spinning slashes have been gradually mastered by Lin in the three months of this devilish training.

From being tortured to death by Guina at the beginning to fighting with Guina now, there are backs and goings, and only Lin himself knows the hardships he has endured.

But fortunately, there is no shortage of money at home, and he eats and drinks from the sea every day, so that Lin's physique has improved so quickly.

"Alright, let's stop!"

Hearing Koshiro's words, Hayashi and Guina stopped and put away their bamboo knives and sat cross-legged around Koshiro.

At this time, Lin was still immersed in the scene of fighting back and forth with Guina, and when he sat down, Lin couldn't wait to swear to Guina and whispered:

"In three months, I will beat you."

"Idiot."

Although people are much calmer, as a man, it is inevitable that they are still a little competitive, and at this time, the efforts have come to fruition, and Lin's mood is inevitably a little agitated.

The second group is Saroba and Creel.

Saroba's personality is out-of-the-box, and so is his swordsmanship, taking the unusual path of chopping, chopping, picking, and stabbing, and there are always new ideas that emerge, but in order to be able to attract the attention of girls in the future, Saroba's training is also very hard.

Creel's kendo is relatively upright and straight, and he follows the same steps, seeing the moves, although Saroba's new moves are frequent, but he still can't break through Creel's defense.

A thrust was pushed away by Creel, and the bamboo knife stopped in front of Salopa's neck.

"It's really boring to fight you." Saloba said angrily.

Creel snorted, "Let's practice the basics more!" ”

After Creel and Saroba finished their practice, Nimon and another boy walked out of the dojo.

"Come on, Nimon!"

Among the five, the one who trained the hardest was except Lin is Nimon, whose kendo is the Sword of Guardianship, which is well displayed in his moves.

Different from the general slashing, slashing, and stabbing attack methods, Nemon's moves are more about pushing, blocking, and blocking, in contrast, in order to make these movements, Nemon's movements are more agile and move more frequently.

Koshiro looked at Nemon, who was constantly blocking his opponent's moves, and his thoughts came out of thin air in his heart

"What an excellent boy!"

It can be seen from Koshiro's evaluation of Nemon how hard Nemon has worked during this time.

Koshiro then looked at Lin, "I really want to know the moment when the Sword of Guardian turned into the Sword of Attack." ”

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After the Nimon competition, it was Celiel, and after three months of training, Celiel's kendo was barely beginner, and she fought back and forth with a little boy opposite.

After the inter-group training competition, Koshiro began to explain and correct some mistakes in the force, and after the explanation, let everyone practice separately.

Lin picked up the bamboo knife, walked to a corner, and practiced on his own.

Saropa came to Lin's side and asked quietly:

"Lin, how long are we going to study in this dojo?"

Lin, who was practicing, stopped the bamboo knife in his hand, looked at the rising sun, and said softly:

"It won't be long."

Lin was waiting.

Waiting for a message...