"This is it?"
Hank followed Daley closely and asked in surprise.
"What if the enemy changes direction halfway or feints? Wouldn't that be too dangerous?”
"This is the purpose of coming here."
Madam Mary walked unhurriedly beside the two young men.
"The enemies here are so stupid. They only know how to be direct. Therefore, all your preparations to counter feints and change moves are completely a waste of physical strength. Young Master, the two of you usually see good people, so you're used to thinking that the enemy is too cunning.”
"Then aren't our previous moves useless? Wild beasts only know how to be straightforward, but we have racked our brains to design all kinds of feints and then train them. Isn't our greatest enemy wild beasts?”
"No, Young Master."
Madam Mary replied.
"There are also very smart beasts. Moreover, our training can also improve our thinking. However, the wild beasts here only knew how to be straightforward. In fact, the purpose of coming here is to train your judgment, but it seems that both of you are too excited to pay attention to the enemy.”
"Judgement training?"
"Yes, I am. Our enemies are wild beasts. Other than their powerful physical abilities, the most terrifying thing about low-level wild beasts was their numbers. Therefore, when we face a large number of opponents, we must be able to quickly determine their combat methods. Only then can we accurately determine how to deal with them. Should we retreat, attack, break through, or guerrilla? If we want to eliminate the other party, which method should we use to save the most effort? All these must be decided in the shortest time possible. For example, we are currently in this swamp. Due to the mission, we can only choose to break through. However, there are almost endless poisonous snakes and lizards. How can we break through in the shortest time and with the least amount of strength is a problem that we have to face.”
"Oh."
"Take the snakes and lizards here for example. If you had observed them carefully, you would have known that many of their actions were in vain when they were the tenth or even earlier. This will be the focus of your training in the future. You have to choose the most suitable method for different enemies and situations. Let me ask you, what is the difference between a martial artist and a warrior?”
"It's the wisdom of battle. Only when one's body and intelligence reached a certain level would God allow one to touch the power of the soul and reach the level of a warrior.”
The two young men answered in unison.
"Now, this is one of the training for combat intelligence. Mr. Daley, I think they've rested enough. It's time for a substitution.”
Mary raised her voice.
"Alright."
Daley quickly retreated behind the two young men.
"Please."
The two young men looked at each other and rushed forward, clumsily imitating Daley's fighting style. Daley and Ma 'am Mary didn't go far away from them this time, but followed closely behind them. Once the tip of their sword was positioned wrongly and the poisonous snake pounced on them, Madam Mary would shoot a steel nail through the poisonous snake and send it flying. Due to the wrong timing, Daley would kick the crocodile away when the crocodile approached and attacked.
In the beginning, the two bodyguards were very busy, but soon Hank and Aaron grasped the trick of this fighting style. Madam Mary and Daley finally had nothing to do.
"Mr. Daley, you used to be a warrior, right?”
Madam Mary deliberately raised her voice.
"Yes."
Daley was stunned for a moment, but he immediately understood Madam Mary's intentions and answered in a louder voice.
"I used to be a samurai. Young Master got the Soul Plague before he was ten years old. Alan was only a level-two martial artist before the Soul Plague, so he didn't experience the pain of falling back from the samurai stage.”
"After all, we've been there before."
Daley replied with a deeper meaning.
"Therefore, don't use our combat skills to be the standard of ordinary martial artists. If we reach our current level, we have already proved our qualifications to be martial artists. The two young masters understood it so quickly. It would definitely not be a problem for them to reach the level of martial artists in the future.”
Hearing their conversation, Hank and Aaron, who were leading the way, seemed to have gained a lot of strength out of thin air, and they advanced even faster.
After a period of trekking, the four of them finally reached the center of the swamp.
"Over there."
Daley pointed in a direction.
"I remember there's a lot of Mole Grass there. We'd better collect more this time, just in case.”
The few of them moved in that direction and soon found a large patch of Mole Grass.
However, the problem was that there was a huge crocodile in the middle of the Mole Grass and the crowd.
"Are we…going to fight it?“
Hank estimated the opponent. If the two of them fought with all their strength, they should have a chance to win. However, regardless of the outcome, it was impossible for him to have enough stamina to return to the edge of the swamp within the stipulated time.
"It looks like it's basking in the sun after eating its fill. If we don't disturb it, it probably won't bother with us.”
Daley's words made the two young men feel much more at ease.
"Let's just go around it and pick the grass.”
The four of them carefully walked around the big crocodile and picked a whole bag of basil grass.
"How long has it been since the insect repellent was applied?”
Daley suddenly asked.
"Almost three and a half hours."
Madam Mary replied.
"Then we have to hurry."
Hank said anxiously.
"I don't want to come to this damn place again because I failed the mission on time.”
"I don't want to come again either."
Daley replied.
"After all, my remuneration is that amount. If I do it again, I'll be working for nothing.”
"Then let's go."
"The two young masters seem to be a little tired.”
Daley didn't look very anxious.
"Please recuperate your strength first. When we return later, we will have to advance at full speed. Perhaps we won't be able to use any techniques because we will have to slow down if we want to use the technique just now. This time, going back was really a test of strength. No matter what came from the other side, they would all be sent flying. They must not slow down. As for the problem of not having enough time, I have a good idea to speed up our march.”
"Really?"
The two young men rested in disbelief.
"Alright."
Ten minutes later, Daley stood up.
"Have the two of you rested well?"
"No problem."
Hank replied energetically.
"Did you go in the wrong direction?”
Alan asked curiously as he watched Daley walk towards the huge crocodile.
"That's right."
Daley quickly went behind the crocodile's tail and kicked it hard.
The enraged giant crocodile turned around and pounced on Daley. Daley quickly dodged and ran in the direction of the three of them.
"Return the way we came!"
Daley shouted as he ran away.
"If we can outrun this crocodile, we can definitely get out of the swamp in an hour! If we fight with it, our mission will definitely fail!”
The three of them immediately turned around and ran as fast as they could. As they ran, they knocked away all the obstacles in their way.
Daley, who was at the back, deliberately kept a certain distance from the crocodile. Once the crocodile wanted to give up chasing, he would immediately run in front of it and give it a hard kick.
An hour later, the giant crocodile, which was foaming at the mouth, realized that the humans had already run out of the swamp. On land, their speed was too fast, and he was too tired. It was impossible to catch up. Helpless, the giant crocodile could only roar a few times and slowly crawl back into the swamp.
"I'm dying."
Daley sat on the ground, completely disregarding his image as a young master.
"I've never run so fast in my life, and I'm still tied to a sandbag.”
"A person's potential is immeasurable.”
Daley pulled Hank up.
"Get up. It's not good for your body to stop immediately after a big exercise. Let's walk back slowly.”
Hearing this, Hank nodded, and Alan struggled to stand up.
"Congratulations to the two of you."
Daley reached out his hand to Hank and Aaron.
"There aren't many people who can complete this mission so well in one try. The two of you will definitely be able to enter the ranks of warriors in the future.”
"Thank you."
Hank answered sincerely, his four hands tightly clasped together.
Madam Mary, who was standing at the side, looked at the three of them holding hands and smiled.
"Go back. Tomorrow, there will be a new trial waiting for you.”
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