God's Dribble

Suffered

The Light Whirl Technique was already 100%, the Light Steps were 70%, the Light Eyes were 20%, the Thousand Sword Slashes were 80% and the Rain Sword was 20%. The achievement of YoLang in understanding and mastering the 5 techniques of his teacher the God of Light is very satisfying and for a high-level martialist the results are ordinary but for a child who is not yet 6 years old years is a Genius. The word play like a child of his age never crossed his mind, the term sleep has been forgotten all there is is just practice and practice, practice, sleep, morning until evening with physical exercises and techniques while at night until dawn he meditated and continuously understood all the knowledge given by his teacher who had all been in his head.

Without realizing it, there were a pair of eyes emitting white light always watching him from the sky, occasionally nodding but there were times when he shook his head to see the boy practicing,...

"Ahh... for too long.. still flabby.. ahh... not powered... hmm.. good... yes.... so.... yes... keep turning.!", said the figure from behind the clouds and moments later darted down towards where the disciple was practicing...

"Murid greets the teacher.!" said YoLang, bowing his body in a sign of respect. And without further ado the teacher immediately said...

"Rise...! my disciple..from today I will be with you until the next few months.I will guide you. because your body still has to be tempered even harder so that the foundation of your body is more solid...!", teacher said.

"Thank you teacher... students are ready to receive training from teachers.!" said YoLang.

"Good...! look for 5 stones in the river, weighing the smallest 5 kg and the largest 50 kg and bring it here. Remember you only have 10 minutes no more...!", said the Light God teacher.

Immediately YoLang rushed to run towards the river not far from the family pavilion complex because the river is approximately 500 meters from the location of the cottage, while the teacher began to prepare other things. The wooden ladder made for YoLang to climb up to his hut was dismantled by the teacher and replaced with a rope the size of a spear arm made of strong bark webbing protruding down from the hut to the ground, there is also a rope that stretches as high as a hut tied firmly between trees that one tree next like a rope fence around the hut.

Finished installing the rope the teacher waiting for his student to return from the river there are 3 pieces of stone brought YoLang is still 2 more which is not the largest 50kg and the smallest 5kg, which is the largest, while sitting swaying his legs saw the disciple come walking slowly while bending over carrying a heavy load in a wicker basket on his back.

"You're late...! it's been 15 minutes...! as punishment now you return to your lodge. hurry...!" the teacher showed an angry face.

With a breath of hunting YoLang walked quickly to his cottage, but when he got there the boy was confused looking for the stairs where he went up...

"Teacher...! my ladders where... how do I get up there...?" said YoLang puzzled.

"Your neighbor I replaced with a rope that hangs it...! from now on use that rope to ride your lodge...! and as punishment now you go up and down 5 times... cepaaaatttt!!!", cried the teacher.

With a limp YoLang began to climb the rope up towards the cottage with a height of 10 meters... just the determination and passion to be stronger YoLang up and down up to 3 times and still left 2 more times...

"Teacher...! may I rest for a while??" said YoLang whose hands began to tremble in exhaustion.

"Ohh...! can sweet boy...? hehe.. rest in your lodge for 15 minutes but you have to bring the 2 smallest stones with you up...!", said the teacher while pointing at the pile of 5 river stones that YoLang had taken before.

😱😓😓😓... shocked and sorry...

"Ohh God, help me." he said in his heart. Though the one who told him just now was a God 😁, after completing the punishment,...

"Now run around the field with a rock on your back.. and each stone you must carry runs as much as 5 rounds.. cepaaaattttttt!!! ", the teacher's orders.

"Ready to do guru.!", said YoLang with enthusiasm, whereas in his mind repeatedly there are the words toobaaat and aampuun.

While waiting for the disciple to finish his task of running around the field, the teacher headed to the pond and threw 10 pieces of green jade the size of a fist that spread to several places.