"Nothing more, let’s begin—" Gu Mo shook his head, then just as his words were about to end.
The intense aura seed to lock onto him imdiately, the wooden blade transford into a straight line, crossing the re ten steps between them in an instant, the piercing wind noise seed delayed, only following after, as the sound of the atmosphere being torn asunder!
It seed Minamoto no Yoshiie was waiting for this "begin," eager to give him an unforgettable experience!
Sitting quietly on the steps under the eaves of the corridor at the edge of the courtyard, Abe no Seii sighed.
So many years have passed, still so petty.
But Raiko still knows his limits, understands the importance, so there’s no need to worry about any accidents happening.
......
Almost an hour later.
The evening sky is so beautiful...
Lying on the ground, breathing lightly, Gu Mo watched the sky in the courtyard, with the red sunset seemingly about to ignite, and he inexplicably flashed such thoughts in his mind.
"So, can you stand up?"
The valiant female warrior who walked to his side took a glance at him, noticing that his breathing had returned to a steady pace, now only breathing lightly, unlike the previous heavy panting... His physical quality, although not as strong as so bizarre demons-like martial artists, was still considered good.
——Strength isn’t particularly strong, but it’s at an acceptable level, at least wrist strength can swing a sword, rather than those weaklings who have no idea of the weapon’s weight and are exhausted after a few swings when it cos to real battle...
——However, his physical strength is sowhat better, both endurance and recovery are much higher than the average person, otherwise he couldn’t sustain half an hour of high-intensity special training.
She made this evaluation rely comparing him to that figure in her mory. This level is far from enough. Of course, Minamoto no Yoshiie didn’t think much of it. She had her peak during her lively and high-spirited years.
So she had no doubt that within ten years or so, this person and that demon would surely grow to a sufficient level... Things she could achieve, they have even more favorable conditions, no reason they’d stall until late bloors.
"No problem..."
Sitting up from the ground, Gu Mo grimaced and said, he felt pain all over, especially in his arms and legs, but looking closely, he found no bruises on these parts, not knowing what technique it was, clearly the wooden blade hitting was indeed painful.
At the start, he got hit the most.
Even just having the wrong stance, or holding the sword incorrectly, he would be struck by the elusive wooden blade from an unbelievable angle.
While bringing pain, it also precisely corrected his mistakes, making him truly rember the proper posture and movents, and as ti passed, his actions beca increasingly standard, as if asuring against a ruler each ti.
It reached a point where he barely got hit at all... just as Minamoto no Yoshiie said, physical pain is often the most morable.
"Now you’ve truly entered the doorway, integrating the half-month of practice experience, which is quite good."
Watching Gu Mo carefully check his body, Minamoto no Yoshiie snorted, after giving a rare cold complint, she imdiately switched to a disdainful mode: "Don’t bother looking, my technique won’t have issues, though if you’re worried, applying so dicine isn’t out of the question..."
"I think it’s necessary... Master Raiko, I’ll trouble you with this." Sitting on the ground, Gu Mo imdiately raised his head, looking seriously at her, and solemnly nodded in agreent.
It’s expected, and in this magical world, dicines recognized and used by such legendary figures, even if they’re the common "Golden Wound dicine" type in martial arts novels, likely have attributes and qualities, no harm in taking advantage of it!
"..."
"..."
"...Wait! I’ll go prepare the dicine for you right away, and make more, you’ll continue to need them later on!"
Minamoto no Yoshiie took a deep breath again, turned and left.
Watching her departing back, Gu Mo chuckled a few tis, then stood up, feeling a pleasant soreness in his thighs.
This sparring session indeed benefited him greatly, Minamoto no Yoshiie is indeed a great master, though her attitude is sowhat harsh... But in reality, during real training sessions, she truly didn’t have a vindictive mind, and was genuinely instructive, the wooden blade rely serving the role similar to a teacher’s ruler.
And looking so skilled and experienced, it’s probably her usual training thod.
But that’s normal, the profession risk of martial artists in this era is rather high, compared to dying aggrievedly on the battlefield, a true martial artist would surely prefer harder and more exhausting training, sweating more in peaceti to bleed less in warti, pain on the training ground is always better than the lethal injuries in life-and-death monts.
Minamoto no Yoshiie wanted to teach him this principle, so she probably couldn’t stand his "delicate" display during this period.
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