#96 - Adaptation training
“Bang!”
An extremely strong force pierced Quan Yi's abdomen and spread throughout his body.
So fast!
He only saw a blur flash past, and before he could defend, he was heavily punched in the abdomen.
Quan Yi had never endured such a fierce blow, and the impact almost made him vomit.
“The fastest way to adapt to your body is through constant combat. Since your hands can't keep up, try using 'Gang' to block.” Quan Yue reminded him.
Quan Yi breathed slightly, then adjusted his breathing and adopted a defensive stance.
“Continue.”
Quan Yue was shocked. Although he hadn't used his Martial Soul, this was already seventy percent of his strength, yet Quan Yi was able to withstand it completely.
He knew that Quan Yi from yesterday definitely couldn't have done this.
Only a day had passed, and he could already undergo such a transformation. The effect of the Soul Bone was truly incredible.
“Good, you've got guts.”
Quan Yue's fist shadows rained down on Quan Yi's body.
Unlike yesterday's sparring, Quan Yi's body couldn't react to Quan Yue's proactive attacks.
Each blow made him extremely uncomfortable, but not enough to completely knock him down.
Quan Yi focused his mind, trying to observe with his eyes.
“Observing with your eyes alone is too slow, try to use your body's instincts.”
Although Quan Yue was talking, he didn't relax his movements at all.
Quan Yi tried to condense 'Gang', but the continuous attacks made it difficult for him to circulate his Soul Power easily.
He could only barely curl up his body, using his hands and arms to protect his torso, which finally gave him a breather.
Quan Yue was like a tireless robot, relentlessly attacking Quan Yi's body. This process lasted for a full hour.
An hour later, Quan Yue suddenly stopped his continuous strikes.
“Alright, now I'll give you half an hour to rest, then we'll continue.” Quan Yue's voice was like a judge, cold and ruthless.
Then, he stood in place and began to close his eyes to rest.
Quan Yi collapsed directly onto the floor, breathing rapidly.
“Huff, huff…”
Even slight movements during breathing would cause pain in the areas that had been hit, making it extremely miserable.
Quan Yi hadn't expected his father's strength to be so powerful.
He could only passively take a beating throughout the entire process.
He knew that Quan Yue hadn't even used 'Gang' or 'Jian' yet.
At this moment, Quan Yi truly realized the gap between himself and a Soul Emperor powerhouse.
“Time's up. Let's continue.”
“Begin.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Quan Yue instantly stood in front of Quan Yi, and a fist shadow like a flash of light struck towards Quan Yi.
“Clang!”
However, this time, Quan Yue's attack was not as effective as the first time.
Only to see that Quan Yi's entire right side of his abdomen was stained dark red.
Quan Yue's fist hit the 'Gang' condensed by Quan Yi.
If Quan Yue's 'Gang' was like obsidian, then Quan Yi's 'Gang' was like a mass of wriggling magma flowing on the surface of Quan Yi's body, exuding a bewitching aura.
The hardness of Quan Yi's 'Gang' had indeed greatly improved with the increase of Soul Power, and it could basically offset the impact of the fist.
Unlike the first time, Quan Yi was prepared this time.
He directly expanded the area of 'Gang', protecting his entire body.
“Smart.” Quan Yue praised.
In a situation where the reaction speed couldn't keep up with the attack rhythm, choosing to expand the defense range was a wise choice.
“However, with your Soul Power, how long can you support it?”
Quan Yue then began to constantly attack the empty areas.
However, this time, Quan Yi could barely block some of the attacks and began to launch counterattacks.
But his 'Gang' and 'Jian' couldn't break Quan Yue's 'Gang' at all.
Seeing that the attack was unsuccessful, Quan Yi focused all his energy on defense.
“Okay, end, rest for half an hour.”
An hour passed, and Quan Yi once again collapsed to the ground.
This time, his initial strategy had a certain effect. But later, after his Soul Power was exhausted, he once again fell into a situation of being beaten.
From the results, he consumed Soul Power this time and was attacked. The result was worse than the first time.
But, the overall direction was correct, it was to be more precise and accurate. Only in this way could Quan Yi spend an hour well.
Quan Yi endured the pain and sat cross-legged, beginning to meditate to restore his Soul Power.
The first day passed in this repetitive process.
Quan Yue conducted a total of eight times, from morning to night, plus half an hour for lunch, lasting a total of twelve hours.
Fighting from day to night.
The second day was the same.
However, under Quan Yue's pressure, Quan Yue's control over his body was rapidly improving.
The control over Soul Power was also constantly improving.
And Quan Yue, as long as he saw Quan Yi adapt slightly, he would further increase the speed of his punches.
In this process, Quan Yi was like an iron ore, under Quan Yue's constant hammering, impurities were slowly removed.
His various combat senses slowly awakened and evolved in this process, and at the same time, his spirit slowly coordinated and unified with his body.
Two weeks later.
After experiencing cruel adaptation training, Quan Yi could fight back and forth with Quan Yi.
The range of 'Gang' was gradually shrinking, and with Quan Yi's defense, he could basically achieve precise defense.
At night, the empty training ground was brightly lit.
In the middle of the training ground, two figures were constantly colliding fiercely.
The two stood at a very close distance, their fists striking quickly on each other's bodies like thunder and rain.
But strangely, the two did not make a defensive posture when they shot, like two tough guys, fists to flesh.
But if you observe closely, black and dark red spots will appear on the bodies of the two respectively.
Whenever one person's fist was about to hit the body, spots would appear in the attacked area.
And the fist would be blocked by the spots, unable to cause effective damage.
These two figures are Quan Yue and Quan Yi.
“Stop.” Quan Yue called to stop.
“Huff ~ Huff ~ Huff ~”
Quan Yi gasped for breath, constantly adjusting his breathing.
“How do you feel?” Quan Yue asked.
“Compared to two weeks ago, I feel like I've been reborn.” Quan Yi's eyes were full of surprise.
Compared to two weeks ago, his combat ability had advanced by leaps and bounds, and he could now completely crush two or three of his previous selves.
Only two short weeks had passed, and he could have such an effect. Quan Yi was also a little unbelievable.
“In fact, the current state is your original strength.
The initial state was because your spirit had not yet adapted to the rapidly changing body.
In the past two weeks, your Soul Power level and body strength have not changed, and you have made such great progress only because your spirit has slowly caught up with the development of your body.” Quan Yue explained.
