When Minded heard the old nun say this, he immediately turned his head, and in the light of the candlelight, his teary eyes were blurred, and he saw the old nun's fierce eyes at first sight. At first, he thought that the tears were hallucinating, so he wiped the tears from his sleeve and looked at them again, only to make sure that the fierce eyes were indeed shining from the old nun's eyes.

It was a look that Kersmead had never seen before, not in the eyes of any other, much less in the eyes of this old nun, who had always been cloudy and dim. This kind of eyes are like sharp blades, and at the same time, they seem to be dazzling, but also breathtaking. This kind of look should be in the eyes of a knight who has been in battle for a long time and has achieved great success, and not in the eyes of this old and frail nun who has no quarrel with the world.

This was hard for Sensed to believe, and he looked fixedly into the old nun's eyes, and was stunned for a moment, speechless.

"Come, son, sit up, I'll help you put your arm together, it's just a dislocation!" the old nun returned to Germud's side, and reached out to help Kersmund up, and the fierce sparkle in her eyes was gradually replaced by a loving gaze.

Kosmund was helped by the old nun and sat up slowly. When Korsmerd was seated, the old nun took his right wrist with her right hand, shook it gently for a moment, then pressed her left hand against Kersmer's chest, and her right hand began to stretch Kersmer's right arm, and after a while, she suddenly twisted his right arm outward, only to hear a "kala", and at the same time Kersmer finally couldn't bear the pain and called out.

"Okay, recuperate for ten days, and then you can go out and fight again, and teach those bad boys a lesson. The old nun slowly lowered Kosmerd's arm, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Fourteen years ago, when your first cry came from outside the orphanage, I could hear the stubbornness in your character. At that time, I still held you and stopped your crying. Now, fourteen years have passed, and you have grown up and shown me your determination. ”

"By abandoning me outside the orphanage, is it obvious that I will be orphaned from birth?

"Oh, no, child, you were put outside our convent, and then God accepted you. It was a nun who looked as beautiful as an angel and sent you to our orphanage. And who are they referring to?" explained the old nun.

"My parents, of course!" replied Kersmund coldly.

"According to the angelic nun, when you were found outside the monastery, it was not yet dawn and there was no one around you. There is no one who can tell us where you came from, and there is nothing on your body to prove your identity. Maybe your parents put you there, but maybe it's someone else, who knows? And whether or not your parents abandoned you is meaningless to you now. Because now you are your own, you are in charge of your own destiny, and you are going to live as you wish, as stubbornly, as resolutely. ”

At this point, the old nun paused, stretched out her hand, stroked Kosmerd's hair, and continued: "Son, I say this not to make you sad, but only to show you how I began to accompany and witness your growth. Really, child, you are never alone. ”

Germund nodded silently, not speaking, but already in tears.

The old nun hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Now, tell me what kind of character is your opponent this time? Judging from the injury on your hand, this kid has two hits." ”

"He was the son of a regular fighter named Ola. Murder replied with a slight frustration.

"Oh, regular fighters, aren't they?" the old nun sighed, and continued, "Alas, with my old bones now, I can only fight five regular fighters at most, and I mean at the same time, of course. When I was young, even if ten regular fighters besieged me together, they were no match for me. ”

"Ten regular fighters?Marit, are you kidding me, trying to amuse me?" said Kersmurd, in dismay.

"I don't need to make such pointless jokes, I'm telling the truth. Old Sister Marit restrained her smile and her expression became serious, as if because the truth was beyond doubt.

Seeing the change in her expression, Kersmund asked in disbelief, "Who are you, Marit, you were certainly not a nun when you were younger, and perhaps, your real name is not Marit." ”

"Yes, I was not a nun when I was younger, and my name was not Marit. The old nun's face smiled again, "Also, have you heard of Serena?"

"Serena, is that the favorite in that athletic tournament?" Kersmode said in surprise after seeing the old nun nod, "Of course I've heard of her, and I know that she has recently won three consecutive athletic championships in Viruga, Deherim, and Sagos. Why are you mentioning her? Do you have anything to do with her?"

"She used to be my student, and most of her current skills are taught by me. The reason why I say once is because I have nothing to do with her now, and we have broken up, as for the reason, you don't need to be clear, and my real name and former identity, you don't need to investigate. All of this is a thing of the past, so let me forget them in time alone. I'm Sister Marit, and even though I'm old, I can still help you. Child, you just have to be sure of that, understand?" the old nun Marit's smile was still there, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Germund nodded, looked at Marit thoughtfully for a while, and then said, "Can you really beat ten regular fighters when you're young?"

Without hesitation, Marette replied, "Do you now think that you have beaten ten ten-year-olds yourself?" I mean, of course, children in general, not those who have been trained since childhood. ”

"I think if I go out of my way, I should be able to do it, after all, compared to the average 10-year-old, I have a big advantage in all aspects...... But these two situations should be different, the strength of ten regular fighters and ten ten-year-old ordinary children, there is a world of difference. Kersmod frowned.

Marit said: "It's no different, when I was young, I was just like you now, and for me when I was young, ten regular fighters were ten ten-year-old ordinary children." ”

"Do you mean that when you were young, you were not only much stronger than regular fighters in terms of strength, agility, and other physical conditions, but also much higher than them in terms of intelligence? Now I am 14 years old, and I am indeed much higher in intelligence than those ordinary 10-year-old children, but when you are young, must you be much higher in intelligence than those regular fighters? Kosmer questioned.

"Haha, kid, it shouldn't be intelligence, it's intelligence, the wisdom of fighting, understand? You don't have to be intellectually higher than the average ten-year-old, you just need to be stronger than them in martial arts, that's enough. Just as when I was younger, I didn't have to be intellectually better than all the regular fighters, but I just had to be better than them in terms of fighting intelligence. Seeing the puzzled look on his face, Marit explained, "Intelligence has a great bonus to the wisdom of martial arts, after all, the smarter the person, the stronger the comprehension ability. Therefore, at the age of fourteen, you certainly have stronger fighting intelligence than the average ten-year-old. However, the training of the day after tomorrow is more important. It's often up to you to rely on relentless and effective training to equip you with exceptional fighting intelligence. My martial arts wisdom is what I trained, and this training will be your main training from today onwards. ”

Later, Marit added: "Relying solely on strength, agility and fighting opponents, and having more than one enemy, is a disadvantage, and it is easy to be consumed by siege and defeated, so you have to rely on fighting intelligence to increase your chances of winning." Of course, your training in strength, agility, etc. should also be constantly improved. Exceptional fighting intelligence, combined with extraordinary shooting speed, is enough to outnumber you with one enemy, and if you can also have extraordinary movement ability, then you can be much stronger. ”

"How do you train your fighting intelligence to strengthen?" asked Kersmoad, slightly excited, as if he saw some kind of hope.

"There is a lot of fighting wisdom content, and what I can only help you master and improve is only the basic content, and the subsequent expansion content, that is, your own fighting wisdom, I can only provide you with a reference, and then you have to rely on yourself to comprehend and summarize. Although there are many contents of fighting wisdom, it can be summarized into three aspects: the first aspect is your preparation for fighting, such as the accumulation of combat knowledge, the understanding of martial arts, and the associations you make with martial arts. The second aspect is your on-the-spot performance during the fight, including your on-the-spot reflexes, which refers to your conscious reflexes, rather than muscle reflexes, as well as the ability to analyze and calculate changes in the fighting situation and the opponent's situation. ”

Marit paused for a moment before continuing, "The third aspect is the most important content of fighting wisdom, which is your ability to change the direction of fighting, which is beyond the basic content of fighting wisdom and belongs to the expansion content. My martial arts intelligence focuses on perception and judgment, which can be summed up as mastering the enemy and taking it by surprise. ”

"Take the enemy by surprise?" Sensed repeated in a low voice.

Marit nodded and said, "First of all, in martial arts, you have to always keep the mindset that you are the only center point, and no matter how many opponents you have, everything they do is designed to knock you out. You understand their ultimate intentions, and let your opponents see your calmness and firmness, and then you follow their ultimate intentions, to reverse their possible shots, see six ways, listen to all directions, you can often find their weaknesses when shooting, and then, you can use your judgment ability, with fast and accurate shots, preemptive, one blow to knock the enemy down. ”

When Sensed heard this, he suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment, but he immediately frowned and asked, "How can I strike backwards, and what if the opponent immediately defends or dodges?"

"Therefore, you must be fast, judge and shoot, you must be fast, and it is best to be able to predict and buy more time for your shot. Marit said with a little excitement, her eyes shining with that sharp light again, "The first moment of a person's attack is when his defense is the weakest, because in this state, even if he can react to other people's attacks, he will definitely not have time to block or dodge, as long as the opponent's attack is fast enough, he will definitely suffer." Even if he only feints to attack, and then immediately blocks or dodges, he will inevitably get into that state, albeit for a shorter moment, but as long as his opponent can see that moment and hit his weak blow, he will still be unlucky. That's the key to getting ahead of the curve. ”

Germund and Marit looked at each other, feeling the impact of her fierce gaze on their minds, and they fell into deep thought under the impact.

With a squeak, Marit opened a door for Sensed in the dark, allowing him to see light, to see hope, to see a vast world he had never seen before, and to see the world he longed for.

"Kid, it's time for dinner, let's go have dinner, and tonight there's your favorite cheese. After dinner, you digest it, not only the food, but also the words I just said to you. Then, tomorrow, your training officially begins. Marit smiled and said these words to Cosmod when she was standing outside the door of the little dark room.

Hearing Marit's words, Kosmund immediately recovered from his contemplation, only to find that Marit had opened the door of the little dark room without him noticing, and walked out.

"Isn't it tomorrow?, but my right hand isn't good yet!" Cosmod quickly stood up and walked out the door quickly, he was only allowed to leave the small dark room during meal time while he was locked up.

"The first thing you have to train is fighting wisdom, mainly with your brain, not to mention, don't you still have a left hand? Or you can also take this opportunity to train your left hand to be as flexible as your right hand. Marit laughed.

"I'd love to try, Marit!" said Kersmund with a smile.

"Haha, kid, stop calling me by my name, even if you don't treat me as a teacher now, you should treat me like a grandmother, right?"

"Oh, no, Marit, I don't want to think of you as a teacher or a grandmother, because I rarely have a friend as good as you!

"Alright, kid, you win!"

The two of them walked side by side like this, word by word......

Time is the soil of all achievements in the world, giving pain to the dreamers and happiness to the creators. Autumn went to winter, and time passed peacefully for half a year. At the beginning of the fifteenth year of the year, spring arrived as scheduled.

In the past six months, Kersmer has spent almost every day in the small dark room of the orphanage, but this is not because he has been locked up because he frequently goes out to fight, on the contrary, Germerd has hardly stepped out of the orphanage for half a year, he has taken the initiative to come to this small dark room, where he has been doing special combat training day and night. This little black room was originally used to make erring children think about it, and in this orphanage, except for Ksmode, there are almost no other children who are locked up in this little black room, and most of them are like little lambs. Therefore, as long as Gersmoud does not go out to fight, this little dark room is almost empty all year round.

For the first month or two, the old nun Marit would come to the little dark room every day to teach Kosmed some knowledge and know-how of martial arts, give him the necessary guidance in his training, and always be strict with him to achieve the results he deserved, and of course constantly encourage him. Systematic training and Marit's guidance have made Kersmode's fighting intelligence, fighting skills, and physical fitness improve rapidly.

At the end of each training session, Marit conducts an assessment of Marksmoad. The content of the assessment is often to ask Sensed to make Marit take a certain action in a certain way during the combat drill with Marit. For example, Eyemold's first test: use all of your martial arts skills to make Marit take a step back. If Kosmode can pass the test, he can move on to the next stage of training, otherwise he will have to repeat the previous practice for the next half month.

As the training progressed, Korsmod became more and more dependent on himself rather than Marit, and as a result, Marit went from coming to the dark room every day to once every two or three days, and a few months later, to a maximum of once a week. Korsmod trains day in and day out, becoming stronger and lonely day after day, and that's exactly what every standout fighter is bound to get into as they pursue the next level of martial arts. Kersmund understands this, because no matter how powerful others are, more powerful than Marit, they can only help him when necessary, and the rest of the process can only be experienced and understood by himself. The so-called teacher leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual, which is exactly this truth.

Almost day and night, he hid in the little dark room, undisturbed by the outside world, and if anyone other than Marit came to the little dark room, he would sit upright on the ground as soon as the door was opened, and pretend to think about it. Because Marit would call him before opening the door, he would be able to react immediately when the others opened the door and entered the dark room, without hesitation. Immersed in his training and focused, he didn't realize that time flew by, and as half a year passed, his martial arts skills began to enter a bottleneck, and the slow pace of breakthrough made his training much less effective than before. Marit suggested that he could reduce his training and spend more time thinking about how to break through this bottleneck faster.

As a result, Kersmond stopped staying in the little dark room all day and continued to train, and began to be idle. In this way, while thinking about how to break through this bottleneck faster, Kosmerd had an idea: anyway, if you are idle, it is better to go outside and settle an old account by the way.

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