“40……”
“50……”
“60……”
He pulled out the tachi again and again, and then put it back, just like a robot.
When she reached the 50th time, Moondevil began to feel a soreness in her right arm. However, it was not a big deal. This tachi was made of excellent materials. Due to its small size, it was much lighter than ordinary tachi.
He didn't stop. He continued to pull out his saber and put it away, sweating profusely. He continued to cycle in these two states.
When she reached the 100th strike, it was as if she had crossed a watershed. Moondevil could clearly feel the soreness in her right arm rising to a higher level, and there was even some numbness.
Time passed slowly. When Moondevil had hit the 500th time, her entire right arm had almost completely lost all feeling. The only thing she could feel was that heart-wrenching pain.
Clenching his teeth, cold sweat continuously flowed down his delicate face. He did not have the slightest intention of stopping. He was not a person who liked to give up halfway.
When she reached the 800th strike, Moondevil suddenly felt much more relaxed. It was as if her strength had begun to recover. The speed at which she drew her sword had clearly increased by a level and became even faster.
He knew that this was an illusion caused by him breaking through his limits. In fact, the strength of his right arm was about to be exhausted.
After three hours, Moondevil had finally completed the task of drawing a thousand characters. When he withdrew his tachi for the last time, his entire right arm was so weak that it was drooping. He could not muster any strength at all. He could not even move his fingers.
Yao Yue's pained expression could not hide the joy within.
Although this kind of training was very torturous, after all, even an adult would find it difficult to wave his hand a thousand times, let alone him.
However, the effect was also very obvious. He could clearly feel that the speed at which he drew his saber at the end had increased by a lot.
"This is only the first round. Don't tell me you can't take it anymore? Next, switch to the left hand!" Ozma's voice rang out again. It seemed like he had no intention of giving Moondevil any time to rest.
Generally speaking, there was no need to use both hands in this kind of sword drawing training. However, Ozma obviously did not want Moondevil to be a right-handed person. If her right hand could not move due to some special circumstances, just like what he was doing now, would he have to wait for death when facing an enemy?
If possible, Ozma even hoped that Moondevil would use her mouth. Barrow also trained using the tachi, but for Moondevil, this kind of training was obviously impossible.
Moondevil understood Ozma's intentions, so she did not reject him. Instead, she began to use her left arm to practice drawing the sword again. Naturally, it was also a thousand times.
Fortunately, the training just now did not consume too much energy other than making his right arm unable to move. Therefore, this training was not impossible, but it would be more difficult.
Clenching his teeth, he placed his left hand on the hilt of the saber. A cold light flashed, and the saber was quickly pulled out.
“1……”
“5……”
“10……”
Just as Moondevil began a new round of training, a pair of eyes were silently watching everything from behind a tree not far behind him.
Ghost Lamp Flowing Moon was very puzzled that his son would do such a strange training. He did not understand why Moondevil would waste his time on such a meaningless thing instead of practicing Chakra.
However, he did not ask or stop Yao Yue's actions. In his opinion, Yao Yue must have her own intentions for doing so and did not need him to interfere.
He believed in his child, just like how his father had believed in him back then. This was an unwavering trust that did not need any reason.
After taking one last look at Moondevil, who was sweating profusely from training, Ghost Lamp Moonflow left silently. All he needed to do was to silently support Moondevil from behind. That was enough.
……
Time slowly passed, and gradually, they arrived at the top of their heads from the east. It was warm and bright, but it was already late autumn. The sunlight did not bring much warmth, and the cool autumn wind was still whistling wantonly.
For the entire morning, Moondevil's left and right hands each completed the task of drawing their swords 1,000 times. After the training ended, he felt completely exhausted.
His hands were heavy as if they were filled with lead. They hung on both sides as if they were no longer a part of his body. They were so numb that he almost could not feel anything.
Of course, it wasn't just her arms. She had been standing there for the entire morning, and it was quite torturous for Yao Yue. Her entire body was stiff like a wooden club.
He lifted his legs slightly to move his body. The large amount of physical exertion made his originally fair face look even more sickly pale.
Of course, the biggest problem for Moondevil was the lack of water!
As a member of the Ghost Lamp Clan, they all had a common flaw, which was that they were extremely dependent on water. Even if they did everything in a day, they still needed to replenish their bodies with running water several times.
Moreover, Yao Yue was severely dehydrated after the continuous high-intensity training in the morning.
If the Ghost Lamp Clan did not replenish their bodies with water in time, not only would they fall into a weak state, but the power of their ninjutsu would also be greatly reduced, and they would not even be able to carry out hydrating.
From this, it could be seen that water was definitely the most precious thing to the Ghost Lamp Clan. It was equivalent to life.
He licked his dry lips and narrowed his long and narrow eyes. He slowly lifted his feet and moved toward the small pond not far away. His pace was so slow that he looked like an old man who was half-buried.
This was something that couldn't be helped. It was already quite impressive that Yao Yue, who was severely dehydrated, could move. This was also thanks to his excellent bloodline. If it had appeared on an ordinary clansman, he would probably have only been lying on the ground and waiting to die under the scorching sun.
That's right, for the Ghost Lamp Clan, the scorching sun was indeed a great killing blow. There were many Ghost Lamp Tribesmen who were killed by the sun because of their carelessness, especially in the hot summer.
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