Chapter 4 Don't Separate Friends
The Iron Blood Family has a set of special breathing methods and luck methods that match the bloodline, and use the power of the body with breathing, and the fists are faster and more powerful. After studying, they will train their abilities, eat, walk, and sleep all the time to cultivate and awaken the bloodline of their ancestors in their bodies. This is the root of the family's secrets, and anyone who spreads it without permission will be held accountable by the family, and the stealing scholar will be directly executed on the spot. This is also why little Aulet entered the children's camp early, and when he grows up, it will take a lot of extra hard work to turn this ability into an ability. The iron-blooded family that has been inherited for thousands of years is naturally more than these, how the most ordinary punches and swords are more labor-saving and effective, and which move is more effective after changing the move is the accumulation of experience from generation to generation. Only after mastering these can you cultivate the family's secret skills.
Al's secret technique was secretly learned from his brother, and Orette's children would more or less learn the secret from their families in advance. Al still runs with Amanda every morning in the Iron Blood's blood-red and swarthy scout uniform. From taking a cautious breath at the beginning and then taking a step of luck, now I can run faster than Amanda. When I arrived at the boy boy camp, I first ran ten laps around the entire lake of several thousand square meters, and when I blew the whistle of the assembly, I was whipped by the old guard for one lap less.
Al, who only slept for an hour a day, was always squinting because he didn't wake up at a young age, and he looked dazed. I have always been accustomed to following the speed of Amanda and Brute, until I finished running early and rested for a while. Watch this year's newcomers to Oret carefully and effortlessly breathe, walk, breathe, walk.
When the old captain of the guard arrived, the adjutant began to blow the whistle, and everyone gathered according to their heights. Al has not been very tall, and the few excellent newcomers who have arrived are already as tall as him, with their heads raised and their hands behind their backs. Amanda is almost the tallest of all because of her awakening gluttony. After the assembly, the group took a deep breath and shouted, and punched.
Military boxing, called military fighting techniques outside. Crisp and fierce, life and death are separated when they meet. It can be said that it is notorious, and after the blood and qi of the little Aulets are mobilized, they repeat a simple shout and punch, shout and close the fist, swing the fist, gather qi, and punch. This practice can restrain the irascible aura of military fighting techniques. Some, such as Amanda, can already punch in the air with a crisp sound, filling the young Oret with envy and adoration. It was so boring to train until the sun came out completely, after the first whistle retracted and exhaled, the second whistle quickly regrouped, and after the third whistle everyone shouted and rushed to the cafeteria. The canteen of the boy boy camp is a place that is also missed by the Iron Blood.
Al walked slowly at the end, tired and loose. I made a hot broth and drank it to regain some energy. He already knew that the food of the boy camp was a special addition to many special things, which had a special effect on restoring strength, spirit, and appetite. In this world, fruits and vegetables are more precious than meat, and the canteen of the children's camp has prepared many fruits and vegetables with bright colors, crisp, sweet and delicious. After a meal, relying on the secret technique of quick recovery from the Ministry of Military Intelligence learned from his brother, Al began to repeat the training for a day. One punches thousands of times, one kicks thousands of times. The boy doesn't know how to suffer, even Al, it has become a habit.
"Thomas, come out!" After the lunch break, Lu Oman was the first to come out. The always arrogant Rou Oman has reined in his invincible temper because of Al, which has also improved the family's evaluation of Al. Of course, this Al is not clear. Since losing to Al several times in a row, Rouman's fighting style has begun to become violent and cautious, no longer as brainless as before, and Al Ke will not be taken advantage of by the strong and heavy moves. But it's still not easy to easily defeat Al, from the childish revenge at the beginning to now using Al as his sparring partner to perfect his style. As a countryman, Al always has the habit of hiding and tucking, since he once pushed Lu Oman out again, he was whipped by the old guard chief, "Who taught you this girl-like way of playing?", Al had to fight with Rou Oman seriously, after all, the old guard chief's sharp eyes could see whether he released water or not.
Gathering energy is almost Aulet's signature. Rouoman gathered more and more energy, and as soon as he swung his fist and shouted, the momentum of the force came to his face. Lu Oman is a disciple of the Sword Saint of the Wind, and it seems that he has deliberately learned a set of fighting styles against Al, his fists are fast and ruthless, and he always presses his lower body to prevent Al's favorite leg sweep and throat fall. Recently, Al's spirit has become more and more tired, and he is tired of protecting his face with his hands. One of the flaws in Ruoman was a furious whip that slammed Al to the ground. Through Al's arm, the power of the fist reached Al's right eye, and the tired right eye was bleeding profusely.
Supposedly Al had already lost at this time, and stood up panting and trembling. Suddenly, a whip flew and knocked Al over. Amanda, who was about to help Al, quickly stopped, looked anxiously at Al, who was lying on the ground, and then looked at the cold old guard chief Gangdelev to ask for mercy.
"Get up and keep fighting. Get out of the boy camp or get out of the boy camp," the old captain of the guard suddenly became angry, and everyone was silent.
It's good to get out of the boy camp, and you can have a lot of time to do what you want to do. But Al gritted his teeth and got up. He has a haughty vein, and has the dignity of a descendant of a dragon. Failure is allowed, but he is not allowed to act like a loser.
"Thomas, show your true strength" Rouaman looked at Al with a blank face, "Your recent performance is getting more and more disappointing for me"
"Orete's eagle can only fly in the sky, even if you want to come out of the boy camp, you can only be killed by me and still go out"
What have I let you down! Am I familiar with you? Al couldn't help but curse inwardly, and when Rouman saw Al get up, he began to concentrate again. Al hurriedly protected himself, and Lu Oman rushed over. Al, who had been injured in his right eye, also became irritable in his heart, what was recorded in the back of the book that he had not read! How long does it take to recover from his injuries before he can go to see it! You uneducated fools! How do you know what is wonderful in the book!
It was another combo of whipping punches, and then Al's best leg sweep and throat wrestling. The moment he fell, Al suddenly grabbed the hem of Lu Oman's clothes and threw Lu Oman out with the inertia of being thrown. Al, who was slammed to the ground with a thud, almost bounced up again, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The whole body will be scattered. Lu Oman stood up expressionlessly, and patted the ash on his body with grace and indifference.
"Remember, Thomas, you can only be thrown out by me. β
Rouman carried Al home, a injury that was just a night's rest for the strong Auret. The serious one was the bleeding right eye, but the doctor at the boy camp did some treatment and told Al not to use his right eye recently, and seemed to see something.
Al, who was aching all over, soaked in the bath and used Oretel's secret breathing method to manipulate the blood flow to recover from his injuries.
The boiling hot water has a very good effect on recovering the body from exhaustion and spirit.
Amanda watched Al from her side, "You want to come up with Camp Kids?"
"How do you see that? And it's normal. Someone goes out every year" Al is very strange, he trains on time every day, and recently there is no abnormal performance except for bad spirits, how can it be seen. It wasn't a big deal to get out of the boy camp, and Al was ready to give up the Thomas family inheritance. However, now the head of the guard, Gondelev, had to change his mind, leaving the boy camp and being kicked out of the boy camp were two different things. The former is a family renunciation, and the latter is a punishment. It is not allowed to use the name of Aurett externally, and will not receive help from the family. This is unacceptable to Al, who is already struggling to study.
"Al, have you awakened a new bloodline?" Amanda asked suddenly and seriously.
βγγγ Bloodline? I don't feel anything. How could you ask that. Al asked curiously with his eyes closed.
"Brut said that the family guessed that you have the possibility of awakening your battle instinct or battle intuition or even a battle master, if you don't awaken the bloodline, then your talent is very powerful, and the Wind Sword Saint personally asked Lord Gangdelev about it. β
Al was simply confused and inexplicable. He doesn't like fighting, and doesn't understand that his knowledge of the anatomy of the human body as a biologist makes his fighting style alive, absorbing Orette's fighting skills and using them more quickly than illiterate people who don't know what they are. Growth is the integration of thinking and body, the earlier he opens his mind, the higher the degree of mastery of the body, the faster the brain turns, the faster the response.
Combat instinct and battle instinct are very powerful bloodline abilities, and he is not as direct as being strong and gluttonous, but he is the fundamental factor that dominates a battle. If it is separated from training and combat, this bloodline awakening does not know which day it will be, and may never awaken. Of course, the family will not let the talent be wiped out like this, even if it wants to break through on its own, it will have to awaken the bloodline. Maybe Al really has this potential, maybe it's a misunderstanding in the family, no matter what, Al won't let Al leave the boy camp easily at this moment.
"Rouman is trying to win you. Amanda suddenly said without a word
"Huh?" Al asked. Then it became clear that the struggle as heirs was something that these noble children had since childhood. He has also played hundreds of games with Lu Aoman, and he has a little basis for friendship. But this friendship did not make him change his position and cultivate a relationship with Brut for several years.
"We're Brut people, guess what. And he's been getting heavier and heavier lately, and he's beating me like this today. β
"Brut guessed, he said that once you awaken the bloodline of battle instinct or something, the Wind Blademaster may take you as an apprentice for Lu Oman. So you've been not doing well lately, and he's so angry when his expectations have been disappointed. "It's not very difficult to understand that the Wind Sword Saint Tiru Oman has taken on a junior disciple with outstanding achievements in the future and won the support of the family for him.
has been an ordinary life, even just reading books has gone through a lot of hardships and sneaking, and still has not entered the door of magic. Suddenly, someone said that a Juggernaut would take him as an apprentice, and an heir courted him, which was just like the scene in the novel where the salted fish turned over. If it is replaced by a noble heroine, maybe Al can't help but laugh and shout, the protagonist's aura!
"I'm not going, he beat me so badly today, I won't pay attention to him in the future" Al pretended to be childish and complained, and Amanda, who had always been serious, smiled and hugged Al's shoulder in the water.
"That's it, our good friends and brothers are going to be together, Lu Oman's bastard is too arrogant, I'll give you a good beating tomorrow. β
Because her friends won't leave, Amanda lets go of her childish melancholy. In order to comfort his friend, Al pretends to be naΓ―ve.
Amanda was happily playing with her friends in the water and forgot to ask the question she had always wanted to ask, why did you leave the camp.
Ar allowed Amanda to lie on his back affectionately and obliviously depicting tomorrow and the future, and the bloodshot right eye that no one saw was disappearing.
Only Boone was lying on his stomach by the pool, yawning.