"I now know where to start with your training!" rlin said as he watched Zayn getting up from the ground with jelly legs.
The young Normie was barely able to stay up on his feet but that was what rlin had expected, from the beginning.
There was no way that a 13-year-old kid would be able to stand on his feet after fighting an adult for four hours while getting beaten up and pushed to the ground every few minutes.
In fact, it was already a surprise that Zayn didn't lose consciousness or collapsed after two hours. The young Normie's willpower was imnse. It was not sothing one would expect from a 13-year-old kid, that was for sure!
"Oh…really? What are we starting with?" Zayn asked, sounding totally exhausted, yet still interested in rlin's evaluation of his strength and talent.
However, the answer he received was not exactly pleasant to the ear, not after he gave his utmost for the last few hours.
"You're not as bad as I expected you to be," rlin revealed in all honesty.
"I doubt you want to feel honored," Zayn replied rhetorically, not even noticing that rlin was staring at him with gleaming eyes. In Zayn he finally found his trace of hope that turned into a small but blazing hot fla, sending him warmth and much more hope than he had felt in a long ti.
"Let's eat sothing, while I explain to you what we're going to do in the next four months!" rlin said, walking back into the kitchen area where he prepared a portion of the well-preserved special at. It was ti to start providing Zayn with the nutrition he needed to grow stronger.
Zayn was the diamond in the rough rlin had hoped to find for a very long ti, and it was as if fate led the young Normie to him with a plan in mind, a plan where both would benefit from each other and attain their respective goals.
While Zayn was oblivious to the thoughts that flashed through rlin's mind, he was slowly advancing through the kitchen area. His legs felt like jelly, and it took quite a while before he reached the chair he was told to sit. He lowered his head and placed it on the wooden table where he closed his eyes until he was woken by the sll of juicy at that wafted towards him.
His eyes turned round at the sight of the at rlin prepared.
"Don't eat it too fast and chew it slowly, otherwise, your body might not be able to digest the nutrition and soul particles well. Savor the at while I tell you what we're going to do," rlin explained, which was enough to attract Zayn's attention.
In the following half an hour, Zayn ate the at slowly while listening to the detailed plan rlin had co up with in a short tifra.
It was pretty interesting, but what intrigued Zayn much more was how it was possible to cook such a delicious al in such a short ti. He felt invigorated and felt like he could easily fight for a few hours once again.
The soreness all over his body had disappeared and he could hardly feel the cuts and bruises he had sustained while fighting rlin. As if that was not enough, the massive amount of lifeforce that flooded him was pretty intense as well. It allowed him to be wide awake and for all his ailnts to disperse into thin air.
While he realized what exactly it ant to feel even more vigorous and a tad stronger after taking a bunch of potions and having one of the well-preserved special at rations, rlin was already staring at him with a smile on his face. The smile looked like just the grin of a devil, and Zayn's body responded imdiately by causing chills to run down his spine.
"Get up. We're getting started!" rlin announced.
"Now?"
"Now!"
A disgruntled groan left Zayn's lips but he got up from the chair without voicing out any complaints. He took a deep breath and told himself that it was a necessity to gain strength. He had to give his best to beco stronger in the next four months, and rlin's plan sounded reasonable.
With that taken into consideration, Zayn got hold of his Dragontale Twin Sabers. However, rlin shook his head when he saw what Zayn intended to do.
"You're working out now not sparring. Start with 500 push ups, run a thousand tis around the dojo walls, finish 250 pull-ups, and do 500 squats."
rlin smiled calmly at Zayn as he gave him the first order to initiate the hellish training programs he had in mind.
Zayn stared blankly at rlin, not sure whether his teacher had gone insane, or if he fell on his head earlier.
'I might have one Soulring…but isn't that a little bit too much?' He wondered but didn't voice his thoughts out loud. It was quite obvious that rlin had a plan in mind, and taking into consideration that they bought more than 120 Potions of each type, in addition to 240 rations of the well-preserved special at, he could pretty much tell that he was going to be fed with potions and at.
His diet would be extrely mundane and he would hardly have any ti idling around. Not that he planned to idle around, either way. It was just that the entire training program was bound to be more intense than expected.
"By the way, I noticed that you didn't add any studying in the schedule you prepared. Are you planning to only train for four months straight, or can I acquire so knowledge about all kinds of monsters in the library as well? I an, all that training is useless if I encounter powerful monsters with unique traits that I don't anticipate," Zayn asked while hurriedly adding, "I'm not trying to train less or anything like that, but I think gaining knowledge of my future opponents is also very important…and I was only given the basic lessons in the Academy. That ans my knowledge is pretty bad. I joined the Adventurer Hall for information, but hardly had any ti to study until now…"
Initially, rlin thought that Zayn would complain about the strict schedule and harsh workout, but that was not the case. On the contrary, Zayn had co up with a very valid point, sothing rlin hadn't even taken into consideration until now.
"I will adjust the schedule, don't worry," He said, without adding the thought that flashed into his mind.
'I will just lessen so of your sleeping ti!"
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