The Chronicle the Fenix Clan

Broken Black Board

"Tam -tam -tam !" there was a sound of leg stomping, every time the little boy jumped on a board of ebony 1.5 cun thick with a length of 45 cun (1 cm equivalent to 0.3 cun).

From morning the boy just jumped up and down with a certain rhythm. At each ankle the boy coiled a heavy anklet, made of special metal each weighing 20 catties. Not to mention on his right left hand who also wore a special wristband each weighing 10 catties.

Can be imagined how difficult the movement must be done by the child, in every activity of his days.

"You are only allowed to remove the anklet, when the black board you jumped on broke in two.

The wristband can be released after you are able to swing this 20-kati toya, and survive by doing a straight forward movement, without vibration within 30 minutes" thus the words that Coach Aragoroth spoke to Zhonglei, with respect to the bracelets on his feet and hands.

From that day on, every time a battle lesson or technique used a weapon, Zhonglei was only allowed to practice the two moves just now. First jump on the board with bebn in the legs weighing a total of 40 kati or do a straight piercing motion using a toya and do not move at all within 30 minutes.

Sometimes Zhonglei was a little jealous of the other children who had started training putting up the horses, or the technique of swinging the sword in a slashing motion.

But he is also conscious. The difference in training time compared to his classmates adrift over a year. So obviously he had to work desperately to catch up on all his misses.

As such, his activities met regularly with Imam Lu still he did. Breathing or Siulian exercises as taught by Imam Lu in fact provide results for Zhonglei training. The boy did not feel tired, despite training with the burden he lived, fairly hard for a child his age.

Time went quickly, and without feeling cold musin had come. Everywhere the air felt very cold, where the snow fell as if incessant in these two days.

Although it was snowing profusely, to the point of making the board on which he practiced jumping even harder and petrified, it did not lower Zhonglei's interest in training. Zhonglei wore a thick coat made of synthetic fur, (original furry coats were very expensive. He did not have the ability to buy the item) it was a used coat that he had taken from the supply warehouse in the Academy.

Until one day, when the child jumps up and down in a regular rhythm that is getting faster, suddenly

"Shelf !"

"Bom !"

Zhonglei fell into a hole 2 meters deep. His face showed surprise.

"Have I been able to release the weight of these two anklets?"

Zhonglei hurriedly removed the two anklets, and said inwardly.

"Although I have completed this skipping training, who can help me?

This pit is too deep, 2 meters high. Does anyone hear my voice if I scream?"

Zhonglei began to shout out to anyone who happened to be nearby,

"Please, please ! Help me, mired in this deep hole"

almost once had tea he spent screaming. But no one heard the boy's screams. Probably because of the winter air, so most children practice martial arts indoors only.

"Warmer in front of a warm fire, and avoid the possibility of getting wet from the snowflake" Quentin said, as Zhonglei took his friend to train in the yard as he is now.

After waiting for a long time, where the child's stomach had begun to rumble, he then decided to climb the 2-meter deep excavation hole.

But it is unfortunate. Due to a short body that was only 40 cun (155 cm for a small child his age), Zhonglei's hands could not even reach the edges of the hole.

The ten-year-old boy began to grumble. He lamented the enthusiasm that was too intense in training, to the point of desperately practicing in the midst of snowfall.

Then without him realizing it, he then practiced the breathing technique taught by Imam Lu, and he forced himself to make a jumping motion, to get out of the deep hole.

"Suiitts !" his body stepped up, to almost 3 meters high, then without him noticing, his body made a short salto movement, then both of his legs perched steadily on the ground full of snow, and then, without him, his body made a short salto movement, his body bent in the right position of the horses, so that he avoided the awkward movement to fall rolled.

"What?" Zhonglei seemed to be in disbelief from the incident just now.

"i was able to jump out from within a 2-meter-high hole? Is this true" he rubbed his eyes, in a timid feeling that this was just a dream. Zhonglei's heart was filled with a deep feeling of joy.

"I'd better convince myself one more time" he took off the weight of the bracelets in both hands, then slid down in the snow, fell into the hole again.

"Jumping !" thus Zhonglei said those words, motivating himself as he would try once again to get out of the hole.

"Suit !" zhonglei's body jumped out of the hole, and this time his jump height reached up to 3 meters more (after releasing the wristbands weighing 10 catties each).

"I did it, I did it !" Zhonglei jumped up and down in the courtyard where the academy students were training in battle, alone under the snow ice.

That night after finishing with his dinner and everyone had fallen asleep, Zhonglei hurriedly left the room where he was staying with his 3 companions, sneaking through the window of the academy. This time the movement he made when passing through the edge of the window, then jumping up and down on the ridge, Zhonglei movement became agile movement of the cat when running on the ridge.

Zhonglei arrived at the foot of the tall tower and whispered to Imam Lu,

"Priest Lu.. Zhonglei. Please lower the rope" he whispered.

Shortly after, when the rope of the cloth roll was lowered, Zhonglei did not wrap his body around the long rope. But he uses the rope as a climbing tool to the top of the room above the tower.

Now, after he had finished his training with the weight of the anklets, he felt his movements become agile by three times compared to the agility he had mastered before. Even with a bold move, at some of the height of the tower, he held nothing, and tried to jump up, against the force of gravity.

No more than ten breaths, the honglei had been in Imam Lu's room, at the very top of the tower of captivity.

"Look at Imam Lu, I have been progressing in the Evasion technique. Even the due anklets and wristbands have been released" Zhonglei intended to boast, in order to earn the praise of Imam Lu.

But he was very surprised when Imam Lu said with a sigh.

"that's not okay. You will be defeated by dark witches when the battle is real in the war" said Imam Lu. In welcome,

"My best advice is that you continue this Evasion training by increasing the weight of the bracelet on your foot to double its weight. Likewise with the wristband. Double the weight, and see how long you will pass the exam this stage.

Although I must say, the second weight training is still fairly standard for dark magicians on the battlefield. Adding the burden to triple, it was just the name of training to become a magic genius" said Imam Lu

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