In the past few months, he had sparred with these fierce men countless times. Although Setenda was always the victor, he was often drenched in sweat and eventually collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.
Terrell and the others went from shock to fear, which eventually turned into admiration. It wasn't that they hadn't thought of bullying this kid who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, but the more they challenged him, the more they would discover his powerful potential.
Every time he regained his strength after exhausting himself, his martial arts would improve a little.
However, this was not considered cultivation. In the second month after he arrived, Donar appeared in front of Setenda and led him to a forest of spears.
Extremely sharp spears were stabbed into the ground one by one, arranged in a neat row as if they had grown out of the ground.
Staring at the tip of the spear that was emitting a cold light, one could not help but think of the scene of themselves being pierced through.
Donar kicked off the boots of his armor and leaped up. He landed steadily on the tip of the spear without being pierced through the soles of his feet.
"Setenda, you try it too."
Hearing his words, Sethanda did the same and landed steadily on the tip of the spear.
"Not like you…He didn't use his toes to hold the tip of the spear, but to step on it.”Donald sighed.
“...”Setenda scratched his head in embarrassment. He was afraid in an instant. He thought that he could not do what Donar did.
"Setenda, watch my movements closely. This kungfu is called spear-pointing."
Donald stepped on another spear tip. His movements were smooth and light, as if he was walking on flat ground.
"Your foster father Fergus could do it, and all of Iceland
There are also many warriors who can do it. You have to master it for me too. The deadline is one month.”
Donar left after saying that. Setenda had the impression that he rarely came out of the fortress. Most of the time, he was stuck to the throne.
"Directly stepping on the tip of the spear…Don't underestimate me."
Setenda looked at the pile of spears and was eager to give it a try. Even a 21st-century Qigong master could do this, let alone him, the real Son of God.
He took a deep breath and stepped on the tip of the spear to overcome his instinctive fear of sharp weapons.
It was pierced through without any suspense.
"Damn it…It really hurts."
Setenda covered the wound. Even with his physique as the Sun God's Son and the magic power of Fairyland, it would take some time for the bloody hole to recover.
On the first day, the spearhead pierced through.
"Setenda, your feet have been pierced, right? You still dare to come and fight us?”
"Cut the crap. Are you guys coming or not?”
"Of course, don't regret it!"
The shirtless warriors who were usually beaten up by Setenda charged over when they saw Setenda's feet bleeding profusely and leaving a trail of blood on the ground.
A moment later, Setenda stood panting on the spot and threw away the spear he had seized. He did not look at the fallen warrior again.
The next day, the spear pierced through.
On the third day, the tip of the spear was 0.8cm deep into his foot.
On the fourth day, 0.5cm.
On the fifth day, 0.2cm.
On the sixth day, a small dot was left behind.
The seventh day…
Setenda leaped and somersaulted above the forest of spears. If nothing unexpected happened, he should have fallen due to gravity and then been pierced by countless spears.
However, he stood firmly on the tip of the spear. The sharp tip of the spear stabbed into the sole of his foot, but it failed to pierce through his skin. It only pressed in half a inch.
"What? It's not difficult to master it?”
Setenda looked at the second spearhead. He could barely stand on the spearhead without being pierced. However, there was still a gap between him and Donar.
"Hey, Terrell!"
"Humph." In the distance, Tyrell was resting. When he heard Setenda's shout, he was unwilling to pay attention to him.
He admitted that his strength could not catch up to this little brat, so he might as well pretend not to see it.
"Big Beard, if you continue to pretend to be deaf, do you believe that I will cut off the rest of your beard?”
"I'm going to kill you!"
The axe that was thrown at him was quite accurate, but its speed was average. If it was on flat ground, Setenda could easily dodge it.
But now, he could only step on another spear tip and barely dodge it.
Feeling the slight pain in his foot, Setenda could not help but frown. It seemed that his cultivation was still not up to par. Furious, Terrell picked up the weapon beside him and threw it again.
He only stopped when he couldn't find a weapon within ten meters of him.
"No way…This little brat actually…"
At this moment, he noticed something…Setenda had been standing on the tip of the spear from the beginning to the end, but he had dodged all the weapons that were thrown at him.
Setenda was able to jump and dodge on the tip of the spear. It would probably take him some time to become as skilled as Donar.
"As expected of the son of Lugar. You've actually advanced to such a level in just a week. I'm afraid there's not much I can teach you.”Donar, who had appeared beside the spear at some point, walked over and sighed.
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