"Damn it…You really know how to torment people!"
Kuqiulin was drenched in sweat. As the Sun God's Son, he could even fight against spirits for a few days and nights. However, he could barely hold on after a day of such high-intensity training.
He said that he could swing his spear a hundred thousand times…Even if he could fire 10 shots per second, he would only be able to fire 600 shots in 60 seconds. 6000 shots in 10 minutes…He needed to wave his gun for several hours to reach this number.
However, his muscles would get tired. If he kept shooting at this frequency for more than an hour, he would feel sore muscles. The frequency would drop to eight shots, five shots, and then he wouldn't even be able to lift his gun.
"Damn it, I'm going all out. I'm going to push Shijiang down!”
Kuqiulin, who was crazily squeezing out his potential, did not take a breather. He continued to stab forward like a storm.
From afar, Sika nodded in satisfaction as she watched her disciple train with all her might. She could not help but be fascinated by the way the blue-haired youth was sweating profusely.
"Good luck…Kuqiulin, you might even become a sun in the Country of Shadow that is always in the shadows.”
Time flew by. During this period, Kuchulin had learned a lot of skills from Shaka. It was almost more than what he had learned before coming to the Country of Shadows.
According to the bard, the skills that Kuchurin learned were as follows:
[Apple Toss and Catch Skill: Toss and catch 9 apples at the same time while keeping at most one apple in your hand.]
"Why do I have to do something like a circus clown?”
Kuchulin threw the apples in his hand in a panic. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he kept tossing the nine apples in his hand as if he was performing magic.
"Damn it."
He was careless and missed one of the apples. Kuchulin immediately panicked and fell to the ground with a plop, bringing a pile of apples with him.
Damn it…
"What a stupid disciple."
Skaha walked up to Kuqiulin and looked down at the disciple. He reached out his hand and picked up an apple instead of pulling the disciple.
"Continue to cultivate well. This is to train your reaction speed.”
After saying that, he actually walked to the side with an apple in his mouth and continued to watch the disciple's training.
Breathing technique.
"Blow on me until this apple is blown up.”
Shaka placed an apple on the table, causing Kuchulin to frown.""Master, why do we have to go against Apple?”
"I told you to brag!"
"Tsk!"
Kuchulin took a deep breath and spat it out at the apple on the table. With his lung capacity, he could almost exhale like a sword in a martial arts novel. A white mist was spat out by him, blowing the apple more than ten meters away.
"How is it, Master?"
"Not bad. You can actually reach the beginner level so quickly. Then, let's try this.”
Sikaha placed another apple on the table. It looked golden and reflected a metallic luster.
The legend of the Golden Apple was very famous, but it should be a treasure that the gods in Greek mythology prayed for. Kuchulin did not think it would appear in Iceland.
In other words, this Golden Apple was…
"A pure gold apple!"
The weight of gold was considered relatively heavy among metals. Although Kuchulin could be easily picked up, it was too unreasonable to blow it away with one's breath.
"Good luck, my disciple." Skaha revealed a kind smile.
Forget about these two, there were also some more serious and strange martial arts. For example, the Spasm Transformation Technique, Cat Technique, Hero Salmon Jump, Jet Speed Technique, Dizzy Slingshot, Roar Killing Technique, Air Spear Stepping Technique, Scythe Chariot Technique, Spear Edge Binding Technique, Tail Rope Technique, Noble Knight Squat, Death Upon Touch Technique... Wait.
Some of the very useful Kuchulin was very hard to learn, but some of them were more exhausting.
Cat skills were an exception. It was great to see Skaha squatting down and mimicking the cat's meow. It was said that this was done to learn the cat's lithe posture.
However, when Kuchulin saw that Skaha was imitating a cat and landing on all fours, he instantly gained the ability to evaporate rationality the moment he shouted "meow". Without a word, he pounced over.
"Shijiang, I like you. Let's…"
"Stupid disciple."
Skaha's slender legs clamped Kuchulin's head, and the inside of his legs firmly clamped Kuchulin's head, dispelling his improper thoughts.
Seeing Kuchulin's hands struggling and touching his thigh, Skaha's face turned slightly red as he tightened his grip.
......
Most of the skills were practiced by Skaha's disciples. For example, the " Death on Touch " skill was a variant of the skill that Kou Qia had used when fighting Kuqiulin.
However, there were exceptions. There was a technique that only Kuchulin could master, and Skaha had only taught it to Kuchulin.
"This spear is called Geberga…I made it from the bones of sea beasts.”
Kuchulin looked at the red spear that Skaha handed over and felt as if he had finally become complete.
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