Back when he had studied boxing at the Beast King Fist Hall, Zhou Jielin, a fellow student, had taught him a great deal about fighting.
For instance, he shouldn't fixate on one part of his opponent, but take in the whole picture. And when an attack came, he shouldn't instinctively shut his eyes; he had to force himself to keep them open and watch where the attack was coming from.
It was all basic knowledge.
At first, Nameless really couldn't do it. But over the years, he had gradually learned, and now it had long since become instinct.
When he fought, he certainly didn't close his eyes at the first sign of an attack. He instinctively watched his opponent instead.
The problem was that this ingrained habit had become a hindrance because of the Eye of Disregard. Now, when an enemy attacked, he really did have to close his eyes to become immune to all damage.
Where was the best place to train?
Nameless smiled, took out a longsword, and swallowed it bite by bite. The next moment, his consciousness entered the mental space of Eternal Martial Refinement.
A burly man wielding a huge cleaver immediately emerged. Sword in hand, Nameless drew a deep breath and began fighting him.
Death, death, death!
He died over and over, honing his instincts with every death.
He wasn't trying to retrain himself to close his eyes whenever an attack came. He wanted to be able to switch freely between opening and closing them.
And he had to do it fast!
If he could, he would have strapped dumbbells to his eyelids to work their muscles and make them open and close faster.
After countless deaths, Nameless finally mastered the Blinking Divine Skill. He could control his eyes at will, opening them when they