Adaptation Training
An extremely powerful force pierced through Quan Yi's abdomen and spread throughout his body.
Wow, so fast!
He only saw a blur before he was hit hard in the stomach.
Quan Yi had never experienced such a violent blow; the single strike almost made Quan Yi vomit.
"The fastest way to adapt to your body is through constant fighting. Since your hands can't keep up, try using your strength to block," Quan Yue reminded him.
Quan Yi short breath, then adjusted his breathing and assumed a defensive stance.
"Continue."
Quan Yue was shocked. Although he did not use his Martial Soul, this was already seventy percent of his strength, and Quan Yi was able to withstand it completely.
You should know that Quan Yi could never have done that yesterday.
Such a dramatic transformation in just one day—the effects of the Spirit Bone are truly incredible.
"Good, that's backbone."
Quan Yue's fists rained down on Quan Yi's body.
Unlike yesterday's sparring, Quan Yi's body was unable to react to Quan Yue's proactive attack.
Each blow caused him immense pain, but not enough to completely bring him down.
Quan Yi focused his mind and tried to observe with his eyes.
"Observing with your eyes alone is too slow; you should try to use your body's instincts."
Although Quan Yue was talking, his hands were still moving.
Quan Yi attempted to condense his Soul Power, but the continuous attacks made it difficult for Quan Yi to easily circulate it.
He could only barely curl up and use his hands and arms to protect his body before he could catch his breath.
Like a tireless robot, Quan Yue attacked Quan Yi's body relentlessly for a full hour.
An hour later, Quan Yue suddenly stopped playing.
"Alright, I'll give you half an hour to rest, then we'll continue." Quan Yue's voice was like that of Judgment, cold and ruthless.
Then he stood there and began to close his eyes and rest.
Quan Yi collapsed onto the floor, breathing rapidly.
"Huffing and puffing."
If you make even the slightest movement while breathing, it will cause pain in the area that has been hit, making it extremely painful.
Quan Yi never expected his father to be so powerful.
Throughout the entire process, he could only passively take the beating.
It should be noted that Quan Yue has not yet used steel or sharp steel.
It was at this moment that Quan Yi truly realized the gap between himself and Soul Emperor.
"Time's up. Let's continue."
Quan Yue opened his eyes.
Quan Yi struggled to his feet, his eyes unwavering, instead burning with fierce fighting spirit.
Although he was in pain all over his body, the pain gave Quan Yi a clearer awareness of each part of his body.
Quan Yi positioned his fists, one in front and one behind, in a defensive stance.
"Start."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Quan Yue instantly stood in front of Quan Yi, and a fist shadow as fast as a flash of light struck towards Quan Yi.
"Clang!"
However, this time, Quan Yue's attack was not as effective as the first time.
All that could be seen was that Quan Yi's entire right side abdomen was stained dark red.
Quan Yue's fist struck the solid energy that Quan Yi had gathered.
If Quan Yue's strength is like obsidian, then Quan Yi's strength is like a mass of writhing magma flowing across Quan Yi body, exuding a bewitching aura.
Quan Yi's hardness has indeed improved significantly with the increase of his Soul Power, and he can basically neutralize the impact of a fist.
Unlike the first time, Quan Yi was well-prepared this time.
He directly increased the area of the shield, covering his entire body.
"Smart," Quan Yue praised.
If your reaction time can't keep up with the pace of the attack, expanding your defensive range is a wise choice.
"However, with your Soul Power, how long can you hold out?"
Quan Yue then began to continuously attack the empty areas.
However, this time, Quan Yi was able to barely block some of the attacks and began to launch a counterattack.
But his strength and sharpness were simply no match for Quan Yue's strength.
Seeing that his attack was unsuccessful, Quan Yi focused all his attention on defense.
"Okay, that's all. Take a half-hour break."
An hour later, Quan Yi collapsed to the ground once again.
His initial strategy had some effect this time. However, after his Soul Power was exhausted, he was once again on the receiving end of attacks.
In the end, he both exhausted his Soul Power and was attacked. The result was actually worse than the first time.
However, the general direction is correct; the goal is to achieve greater precision and accuracy. Only in this way can Quan Yi successfully complete an hour.
Despite the pain, Quan Yi sat cross-legged and began meditating to restore his Soul Power.
The first day passed in this repetitive process.
Quan Yue did it a total of eight times, from morning to night, plus a half-hour lunch break, lasting a total of twelve hours.
They fought from day to night.
The same thing happened the next day.
However, under the pressure from Quan Yue, Quan Yue's control over his body is rapidly improving.
The ability to control Soul Power is also constantly improving.
As for Quan Yue, as soon as he sees Quan Yi adapt even slightly, he will further increase the speed of his punches.
In this process, Quan Yi is like a piece of iron ore, and impurities are gradually removed under Quan Yue's constant hammering.
His various combat senses gradually awakened and evolved during this process, and at the same time, his mind slowly became coordinated and unified with his body.
Two weeks later.
After undergoing grueling adaptation training, Quan Yi can now fight Quan Yi to a standstill.
Gang's range is gradually shrinking, and with Quan Yi's defense, he can basically achieve precise defense.
At night, the empty training ground is brightly lit.
In the middle of the training ground, two figures were clashing fiercely.
The two stood at extremely close range, their fists striking each other's bodies rapidly like a thunderstorm.
Strangely, neither of them adopted a defensive stance when they attacked; they were like two tough guys, delivering blows with raw force.
However, upon closer inspection, black and dark red spots will appear on the bodies of the two individuals, respectively.
When a person's fist is about to hit their body, spots will appear on the attacked area.
The fist would be blocked by the spots and unable to cause effective damage.
These two figures are Quan Yue and Quan Yi.
"Stop," Quan Yue called out.
"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~"
Quan Yi was panting heavily, trying to adjust his breathing.
"How are you feeling?" Quan Yue asked.
"Compared to two weeks ago, I feel like I've been reborn." Quan Yi's eyes were filled with surprise.
Compared to two weeks ago, his combat ability has improved by leaps and bounds; he can now easily defeat two or three of his former selves.
It's Quan Yi that such results could be achieved in just two short weeks.
"Actually, your current state is your true strength."
The initial state was because your mind had not yet adapted to the rapid changes in your body.
"Your Soul Power Level and physical strength haven't changed in the past two weeks. The reason you've made such great progress is simply because your spirit is slowly catching up with your body's development," Quan Yue explained.