YM778.TV Chapter 47 - A Friendly Agreement
Chapter 47 - A Friendly Agreement
"Yes." Cassius naturally understood this principle.
Eight days passed quickly. The weather became swelteringly hot. Clouds hovered at a low altitude, like they were melting from the sun, and the sun, hanging in the blue sky, was more fireball than anything else. In summer, the world became a large steamer. The floor gleamed white from the sunlight, and the reflected light heated the room, making the air stiflingly hot.
"Huff, huff, huff..."
The heavy breathing in the training room continued rhythmically, but the interval between breaths was getting shorter. The striking sounds and shuffling footsteps on the floor accompanied the breathing.
On the right side of the training room, a figure full of vigor shuffled around in front of a black sandbag hanging from an iron road, his feet moving in an unpredictable manner. His fists struck like rebounding springs, landing blow after blow on the sandbag.
Thud, thud, thud...
Explosion after explosion echoed in the training room as the sandbag swung wildly like a pendulum. The rod above creaked sharply, and the connecting part groaned.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Cassius\'s heart was beating like an inhumanly fast drum. The ventricles pumped powerfully, moving hot blood from his heart through his body. His newly gained explosive strength had quite an effect on his high-functioning internal organs.
His calloused fists silently bombarded the sandbag, one after another, creating craters on its surface until...
Bang!
An unrestrained force burst out of him like a tide and the iron rod swung wildly. The black sandbag exploded in midair.
A massive cloud of grayish sand combined with shredded cloth fragments descended upon the training room in an instant. A single piece of cloth remained and drifted slowly down from the rod.
Cassius pulled his fist back and took a deep breath, sweat dripping from his refined muscles.
[Elephant Soul Incomplete: Prickling 63.1% (Stage Three)] → [Elephant Soul Incomplete: Prickling 68.2% (Stage Three)]
[Wind Elephant Fist Incomplete: Gale 24.4% (Stage Three)] → [Wind Elephant Fist Incomplete: Gale 34.2% (Stage Three)]
In eight days, Elephant Soul had increased by 5 percent, which was around the same amount as the first time he trained it.
It wasn\'t too surprising since the difficulty level of any form of martial arts or training method increased as one gained proficiency over it. The first five percent of progress was vastly different from the last five percent of progress, practically multiplied by tenfold. As such, the Hundred Herbs Body Refining Paste was extremely effective.
Additionally, the Wind Elephant Fist had also improved. Each aspect of the Wind Elephant Covert Martial Arts were closely interlinked with each other so when Elephant Soul made a significant advancement, Wind Elephant Fist also improved by ten percent.
Overall, Cassius was very satisfied with his training results over this period.
Knock, knock, knock...
Afamiliar voice immediately followed the knocking.
"Senior... Senior Brother, have you finished training? I... I came to clean the training room..." Whoever it was sounded a little nervous.
Cassius picked up a white towel nearby and wiped his sweat. "Come in."
The training room door opened, and a young man in a grayish combat attire walked in, carrying cleaning tools in both hands. It was the same arrogant Damien from a few days ago.
Damien glanced at the gray sand all over the floor, then at the single piece of cloth which was all that remained of the sandbag. He swallowed hard. He glanced once at Cassius\'s muscles and couldn’t bear to look any longer.
"I accidentally used too much force and the training sandbag burst open," Cassius said, slinging the towel around his neck and walking over. "Sorry to trouble you, Damien."
He patted Damien\'s shoulder. Hard.
Damien\'s body trembled slightly.
"No trouble, no trouble, hahaha." He could only shake his head. The forced smile on his face seemed more like a cry for help.
This past week, Cassius had trained Damien, no less than five times, under the pretense of "helping" his junior brother improve in their combat skills. His "training" once took place in front of Damien\'s gang, who naturally scattered as soon as they faced a strong enemy, leaving Damien to get beaten by himself.
After a period of this "training," Cassius decided that he didn\'t want to push it too far, and struck up a verbal friendly agreement with Damien: Damien would do the tasks that Li Wei used to do, respect his seniors, not mix with bad company, and not disappoint Lisa. In exchange, Cassius promised to not beat Damien without reason.
No ordinary person would be able to survive getting beaten up every time they met. In short, Damien made a compromise, and Cassius was left satisfied. The original Li Wei was also very satisfied.
The stay extended from three months to six, with at least fifty days gained from beating Damien.
The door closed with a bang.
Cassius walked out along the corridor until he left the training building. The sun was still scorching like it had been for the past several days. The trees planted by the roadside were drooped, their leaves already wilted. He followed the path back to his dormitory room.
The first thing he did was scoop some water so he could take a refreshing cold shower. Then he changed into his combat attire, opened the door, and went out again.
Cassius didn\'t need to take an afternoon nap. He was normally energetic but this was especially so after consuming the Hundred Herbs Body Refining Paste and gaining an explosive mastery of Elephant Soul. As long as he didn\'t overtrain, Cassius could stay energetic all day.
Additionally, he could sleep anytime he wanted without any insomnia issues. What a benefit of training martial arts...
"It\'s time to go home."
Cassius walked along the shaded path, and he couldn’t stop thinking of the location of the Lanxin Grass. I wonder how many good things this information can be exchanged for...
Suppressing his excitement, he first went to the canteen for a hearty lunch, then headed northeast to Lisa\'s residence. Five minutes later, Cassius paused. He looked up at the tall, pointed building ahead before entering. Soon, he was standing in front of a wooden door.
He heard a string of violent coughs coming from inside. It was Instructor Lisa. Did she have a cold?
Cassius paused for a moment, then raised his hand and knocked.
Knock, knock, knock...
"Who\'s there?"
"Instructor, it\'s me. Li Wei."