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The mont he suggested combining the use of mana with my abilities, a wave of rejuvenation washed over . All the exhaustion seed to fade away. However, I now faced a new challenge - controlling the mana within . I had never paid much attention to this energy before, but it had always provided assistance whenever I used my abilities, replenishing my ntal and physical energy.
Now I face the challenge of controlling the energy known as mana. Unlike my innate ability, which seed to flow naturally with my will, manipulating mana required intense concentration and effort.
I spent the entire day dedicated to learning how to control the mana that resided within , but progress was slow. Although I hadn't made significant breakthroughs yet, I could sense myself getting closer with each attempt to harness the power of mana.
It felt as if I was learning how to walk again. Another observation I made was that manipulating mana was ntally draining. Unlike before, where both my physical and ntal energy were required, this ti it was solely my ntal energy that was consud.
As the day progressed, the strain of using substantial ntal energy started to take its toll. I could no longer continue the training. Recognizing my exhaustion, my father instructed to rest and recover. We would resu our training where we left off the following day.
Over the next two months, my focus remained on mastering the utilization of mana. During the initial week, I was able to achieve so success in getting the mana to move and circulate around . This progress filled with joy and motivated to further integrate mana into my abilities.
Excited by my newfound skills, I attempted to combine the use of mana with my wood manipulation abilities. However, just as before, I encountered difficulties in effectively utilizing the mana.
Despite the setbacks, I persevered in honing my control over mana. With ti and practice, I began to unlock its incredible potential.
The following weeks and months were dedicated to mastering the effective use of mana. Through this process, I discovered incredible ways to harness this energy. I experinted with different concentrations and learned how to channel mana to specific parts of my body.
When I concentrated the mana flow perfectly to my hand, my punches beca stronger and faster. By directing the mana to my legs, I could jump to greater heights and increase my overall speed. I even managed to deliver a powerful kick that effortlessly sliced through a tree trunk.
Eager to put my newfound abilities to the test, my father imdiately requested that I attack him. At first, there wasn't much difference compared to when I wasn't utilizing mana. I found myself being swiftly subdued and put to sleep after just one punch.
It beca apparent that while I could make the mana flow through my body and enhance my physical capabilities, I could only achieve optimal results when in a concentrated state. However, when it ca to combat situations, my concentration often faltered, preventing from effectively utilizing the mana when I needed it most.
After being knocked out countless tis, I gradually managed to find a way to direct the mana flow to my chin, providing with so defense against my father's punches. Although the defense wasn't sufficient to prevent from feeling pain, it was a breakthrough mont as I could withstand more than just one blow. I wanted to celebrate this small victory, but my father swiftly followed up with another punch that sent back into slumber.
Frustration and determination welled up within as I uttered a frustrated curse " Damn it" before succumbing to the drowsiness that overtook .
With the small but significant progress I made in defending my chin using mana, a newfound sense of confidence surged through . Although I still found myself being put to sleep during our training sessions, it no longer happened imdiately upon my father's punches landing.
The ability to make mana flow and provide defense during combat gave a sense of assurance. I was elated by this developnt that I montarily neglected to continue practicing the integration of mana with my innate abilities. The hours spent being slept and questioning the resilience of my chin were now replaced with a sense of pride and the knowledge that I possessed a sturdy defense.
My happiness was short-lived as my father decided to increase the intensity of our training. Fear engulfed , and I dreaded the possibility of things going back to how it was before with getting knocked out.
Summoning my courage, I threw a punch directly at my father's face. Surprisingly, he didn't evade or dodge the attack. Instead, he raised his hand in defense, bracing himself for the impact. However, I couldn't react quickly enough as he swiftly seized my fist, pulling closer.
In an instant, he unleashed a swift and forceful blow to my abs and ribs. The punch was so powerful that it lifted off my feet, causing spit to escape from my mouth. I tumbled uncontrollably, desperately trying to find stability by planting my feet firmly into the ground.
As I finally ca to a halt, I rolled to the side just in ti to evade a kick aid at . Reacting instinctively, I crossed my hands in front of my face, creating a makeshift guard. The next mont, a heavy punch struck against the defense I had ford
I could feel my hands trembling as I was sent flying from the force of the punch. But amidst the chaos, I focused my thoughts on finding an escape from this relentless assault.
Since mastering the use of mana as a defensive shield, my role in our training sessions had shifted. I found myself constantly on the defensive, while my father took on the role of the relentless attacker. There was no respite, no ti to catch my breath or strategize. Each ti I blocked one strike, another one ca crashing in, demanding an imdiate response.
I couldn't help but feel frustrated as my father expected to counterattack. How was I supposed to seize the opportunity to strike back when all my energy was devoted to fending off his punishing blows? I began to appreciate the simplicity of being knocked out with a single punch, as compared to the ongoing tornt I now faced.
Despite my frustration, I recognized the wisdom in my father's relentless approach. I suppressed my anger, understanding the invaluable lessons hidden within his unyielding onslaught.
Through the intense training and the extre stress placed upon my body, I made remarkable progress in controlling mana. After six months of gruelling dedication, I had reached a point where I could instinctively tap into the power of mana for both offense and defense.
The physical and ntal strain endured during our training sessions instilled in a profound admiration for my father. His words about the remarkable potential of the body in life-or-death situations resonated deeply within , as I now witnessed first-hand the incredible abilities that can erge from such trials.
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It has been six months since I began training Ikem, and our journey has taken an unexpected turn when I discovered that his abilities have no effect on , which led to question the purpose of our training. However, the energy called Mana ca to mind and brought renewed hope.
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