Chapter 10 The woman only affects the speed at which I draw my sword
That explosive style of play is an explosive luck technique that Keno adapted according to the secret method of the warrior monk and conformed to his habits.
Over the years, he has made this luck skill a constant physical norm, and an outburst into an instinct.
The fact that he was able to become the head of the royal guard at such a young age had something to do with this skill.
This thing is discarded by ordinary people as soon as they learn it.
But he never expected that Louie would not only imitate his boxing habits, but also replicate his instinctive breathing skills......
It's outrageous.
Although he only threw one punch, a breakthrough from 0 to 1 is more rare than a breakthrough from 1 to 10.
He didn't even have time to teach him!
"Is that why he was chosen by Lord Beatrice?"
Keno couldn't help but sigh.
He reminded: "The last punch, don't use it often when you practice. β
"Huh?"
Keno was very thick-skinned, and his face did not change and his heart did not beat:
"The boxing method of the Nine Swords is broad and profound, and it was just shown to you before, so that you can endure hardships, not for you to practice directly now.
Your current body is not up to the basics of using this technique.
When the physical fitness comes up, you will be able to throw this punch as much as you want. β
Louis nodded.
He understands that if you don't practice boxing, it's just an empty game.
Seeing that Louie didn't dig deeper, the corners of Keno's mouth raised:
"I'm not kidding, if you practice too much, you will really have problems with your body, don't believe you......"
He slapped Louis on the shoulder.
A tingling and painful sensation spread throughout his body, Louie's tail stood up, and his whole body froze.
Keno had a look of interest in his eyes, satisfied with his twitching expression:
"Got it, you're still far away!"
After speaking, in front of Louie, he used the same force as Louie, maintained the normal breathing technique, and showed it in front of Louis.
Wave your hands from side to side.
Elbow strike.
High post side kick.
β¦β¦
Seeing that Hunting Xin was happy, he showed a round of various explosive state of luck skills, like a card guy after playing the game king after drawing a good card, eager to let everyone know that he has this ability.
Finally, he stopped moving, didn't breathe, and stood in front of Louis with a spring breeze on his face.
Right!
That's right!
That's the kind of expression!
If it's not about pretending to be strong, it won't make sense.
Look at me.
Comfortable!
Keno looked like he was enjoying it.
It took half a year to master the breathing technique, and it took another year to transform it into a shape that suits me.
The result?
Someone doesn't need him to teach, and they learn it after a few looks?
If you don't show your ability, I'm afraid it's not easy to bring it next.
There are only two things he hates most in his life.
One is that he has top-notch melee professional skills, which he can't learn.
The second is that the skills he developed and taught were despised by others.
Seeing Louis looking at him with high spirits, his nose was about to, and he was in a good mood for a while, and directly carried Louis on his shoulders:
"Let's go, take you to enjoy some good things, and make sure that you are happy when you are finished, and all the soreness is left behind."
Louis was stunned for a moment, and waved his hand hard:
"Wait, Teach, I have a fiancΓ©e, you can't ...... that kind of place"
The next moment, however, his voice was drowned out in the gale.
Knock, Keno's speed seems to break the speed of sound.
β¦ After 10 minutes...
Louis looked at him with a look of resentment, let out a strange cry of "mmmmmmmmmmmm
"When you say Cool Heaven, do you mean the royal physiotherapy room?"
The male physiotherapist, whose arm muscles were thicker than Louie's legs, pressed his fingers on his back and pushed up, Louis let out another "ah", and the tail behind him shook like a whip.
Keno said a few words in a rare way.
"Why else do you think? Women only affect how quickly I draw my sword. β
"Your kid got up violently today, and there is no physiotherapist to help you with life magic to massage and repair, and if you can get up tomorrow, I will lose."
"Take a lot of physiotherapy several times, you must know that this is a treatment that can only be enjoyed by non-commissioned officers and above."
Louis was startled by his serious expression:
"Am I badly hurt?"
Kino shook his head: "No, it's just that if you practice to a certain extent, if you don't keep up with the maintenance, you will fall into injuries, and there is also an ointment for treating bruises, swelling and pain, which is specially supplied."
The group of boys under me is out of business, and I only bring a few people with me once in a while. β
Louis nodded.
The next moment, the physiotherapist's palm with the cold ointment pushed hard, and the soreness and pain turned into a sense of transparency between ice and fire.
He couldn't help but hiss.
The pain in the body dissipated, and the sense of relief gradually spread.
With that comes tiredness and sleepiness.
At some point, he fell asleep in the physiotherapy room.
When I woke up again, it was empty.
β¦β¦
Meanwhile.
Another spa room near the Royal Treatment Room.
The morning sun at noon lazily shines through the glass window on a piece of smooth skin.
Several kinds of crystal potions were evenly smeared all over Olivia, the tingling sensation made her fall asleep, the warm silk cloth could block the position of Xiao Man's waist a little, a white and lovely foot was exposed outside the silk cloth, and the white toes like silkworm babies could be vaguely seen squirming restlessly.
The sick princess, as usual, was treated with a potion bath.
Perhaps it was because the treatment was so comfortable that she was opening her mouth slightly, and the crystal saliva slipped from the corner of her mouth and hooked onto the rubber pillow.
"Hey...... Confused country beaten...... Sister Wang praised ......"
Suddenly, a pair of warm towels covered her eyes.
"Your Highness, the physiotherapy is over."
The steaming heat made the little swan wake up slowly, reluctantly took off the towel, sleepy-eyed, and said with a faint confused milk voice:
"Ah, it's Lumi......"
The maid pushed the frames of her glasses and wiped the lenses that had become blurry from the steam.
"I'll wipe it for you, by the way, I met Captain Kino on the road just now, and he told me about His Royal Highness Louis......"
At the mention of the confused country, Olivia, who was still sleepy, yawned:
"Tell me!"
Captain Kino is a hell instructor, and he belongs to the existence of stopping children's night cries in the royal guards.
She spent so much effort dragging the sick body out to find him to sell miserably, didn't she just want to see how Louie would be tossed?
Wouldn't it be beautiful if that kid was tossed twice and took the initiative to give up being a prince?
Only Louie's Injured World has been reached!
At the mention of the prince, the voice of the chief maid was a little more cheerful:
Lumi: "I heard from Captain Keno that His Royal Highness Louis was too tired to stand up today. β
Little Swan: "Uh-huh! β
Lumi: "Captain Kino sent His Royal Highness Louis directly to the royal physiotherapy room, and brushed his physiotherapy fee ......"
Little Swan (nodding excitedly): "That's great, I knew that guy wouldn't be able to continue training......"
Lumi: "Captain Kino said it was because His Highness had made too much progress and worked too hard......"
Little Swan: "Huh? β
Lumi: γ(β_β; )