Lynn was lying on a large wicker chair in the corridor, with a pair of sunglasses on his nose and a glass of lemonade with ice cubes in his hand.
Buddy lay at his feet, using his big tail to drive away flying insects from time to time.
Lawn has been divided into four areas that do not interfere with each other.
The far left is the territory of Tommy.
This boy who usually likes to put his hands in his pockets to look cool is standing in the sun with gritted teeth.
Twenty neat red bricks were suspended in front of him.
The requirements of Lynn are very simple. You don't need to throw Bricks out to hit people, and you don't need to put on any fancy shapes. You just need to use Telekinesis to hold the twenty pieces of Bricks steadily in mid-air one and a half meters above the ground for two hours.
At first Tommy felt that this was simply looking down on him.
But after twenty minutes passed, his legs began to swing uncontrollably.
Sweat flowed down Tommy's forehead and into his eyes, making him blink, but he didn't even have the strength to reach out and wipe it.
The pile of red bricks hanging in mid-air began to tremble slightly, as if an invisible hand was trembling crazily.
Whoosh!
A blue afterimage blew past Tommy, and the wind almost caused Tommy to stagger.
"Tommy, can you do it? Bricks almost fell off and hit his toe!"
Reggie The sound of being beaten came from dozens of meters away.
Tommy was so angry that he took a deep breath, opened his eyes suddenly, forcefully held back the red brick that had fallen an inch, and yelled back:
"Mind yourself, you idiot! You've been hit by a ball a dozen times!"
On the other side of Lawn, Reggie is facing the biggest challenge in his life.
Lynn got a high-power ball server from outside, which was filled with Tennis Balls.
The speed of the ball machine was adjusted to the highest gear, and when the Tennis Balls was shot out, almost only a blurry yellow shadow could be seen.
Reggie's job is not to avoid these balls, nor to catch them.
Lynn asked him to stand ten meters opposite the ball machine. At the moment when Tennis Balls was shot, he activated his Super Speed, but his body could not move more than half a meter away from the original place.
He had to force his brain and eyes to enter that high-speed perspective, see clearly the fluff on the Tennis Balls, and then gently pinch the ball with two fingers.
This sounds easy, but it makes Reggie suffer a lot.
His speed is fast, but he used to rush forward regardless.
Now let him stand there and only move his eyes and hands. The strong sense of sensory fragmentation made him very uncomfortable.
Bang!
The ball server spits out a Tennis Balls.
Reggie suddenly entered a high-speed state, and the world in front of him instantly slowed down.
He watched the Tennis Balls slowly fly over and stretched out two fingers to pinch it proudly.
As a result, the instructions of the brain and the movements of the hands did not coordinate well, and the fingers slid over Tennis Balls, and Tennis Balls hit him firmly on the forehead and bounced far away.
"Ouch!"
Reggie squatted on the ground covering his forehead, sucking in cold air from the pain.
"Don't be distracted and focus on the trajectory of the ball."
Lynn bit the straw and took a sip of lemonade, then reminded him slowly.
Reggie rubbed his forehead, stood up straight again, and stared at the exit of the ball machine.
He was not convinced, even that weak guy Tommy insisted that he could never lose.
Not far from Reggie, Annie's training seemed much quieter.
Lawn has a half-person-high battery box installed on the edge.
Annie wore a neat ponytail and gently pressed his hands on the exposed copper plate of the battery.
She closed her eyes and felt the tingling sensation as the electric current poured into her body along the palms of her hands.
In the past, when she released the beam, she used her own energy. After a few times, she would feel dizzy, as if she had run a Marathon.
But now, she is following the method taught by Lynn and treating herself as a converter.
She opened her eyes suddenly, and a dazzling bright gold flashed in her pupils.
A golden beam that was a full circle thicker than before blasted out from her palm and accurately hit an iron target hanging on a tree trunk fifty meters away.
There was a crisp sound, and a hole was melted out of the iron target due to the high temperature.
Annie looked at her hands in surprise. Not only did she not feel tired, but she felt that her body was filled with a steady stream of strength.
As long as she kept her hand on the battery box, she felt that she could light up the entire forest.
Under the shade of a tree in the corner, Kevin squatted on the ground, staring intently at the glass kettle in front of him.
Goldfish Charlie in the kettle was blowing bubbles out of boredom.
The veins on Kevin's forehead were about to pop out. He tried hard to imagine in his mind how Charlie would look like when it grew bigger and was full of fangs, trying to guide it with his mental power.
Charlie seemed to sense something. It stopped spitting bubbles and swam in the water for two times. The beautiful golden scales on its body turned dark gold for a moment, but soon returned to normal.
"Yes, that's it, Charlie you try again."
Kevin whispered excitedly and continued to concentrate.
The most eye-catching thing about Backyard is the two people in the center of Lawn.
Black Noir did not wear a full set of heavy armor today, but just changed into a loose and wear-resistant black training suit, and still wore the mask on his face.
John stood opposite him. He had already taken off his white shirt and threw it aside. He was only wearing a gray sweat-absorbent vest.
Her golden hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her forehead in a mess.
"Use your waist, don't just use your arms, your shoulders are too stiff."
Although Black Noir cannot speak, he can use actions to correct John.
He walked up to John, stretched out his hand wearing a half-finger glove, pressed hard on John's lower back, and then patted his shoulder, giving a standard straight punch demonstration.
The movements are clean and neat, without any unnecessary sloppiness.
John took a deep breath, imitated Black Noir, stood firm with his feet forward and backward, twisted his waist suddenly, and the force was transmitted along the spine to the shoulders, and finally punched out with his fist.
Phew.
This punch did not use any super strength, it was purely based on force and skill, and it actually made a dull sound in the air.
John's eyes lit up, and he finally felt the feeling of turning water into a knife that Lynn said.
In the past, when he hit someone, it was like hitting someone with a huge steel plate, but now, he felt like his fist had turned into a spear that could penetrate everything.
Black Noir nodded in approval, then waved his hand, signaling John to attack.
John grinned and rushed forward immediately.
Bang bang bang.
The sounds of fists and kicks kept ringing on Lawn.
John will still be knocked down by Black Noir using various ingenious joint techniques and grappling hands, but after every fall, he gets up faster and faster, and he can even start to adjust his posture in mid-air to avoid landing on his back.
The sun gradually sets towards the west, stretching everyone's shadow.
In this isolated Manor, these little monsters who will make the whole world tremble in the future are willing to shed their truest sweat in order to be stronger tomorrow than today and not to be laughed at by their peers.
Tommy finally couldn't hold on any longer, and the red bricks in mid-air fell to the ground with a clatter. He sat down on the turf, breathing heavily.
Reggie was also lying on his back. Dozens of Tennis Balls were scattered around him, but he was holding the last one tightly in his hand.
Annie wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked to Kevin to look at the fish.
John was once again knocked down by Black Noir with an over-the-shoulder throw, but this time he used the inertia to roll around on the grass and stopped steadily on his knees.
He did not continue to attack, but raised his head and showed a bright smile to Black Noir, who was walking over.
Lynn stood up from the wicker chair, stretched and took off the sunglasses on his face.
Looking at the group of mud monkey-like children on Lawn, he casually placed the empty glass in his hand on the small table.
"It's almost time, let's all go take a shower and change clothes."
Lynn's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone in the yard to hear clearly, "There are stewed potatoes and beef in the kitchen, as well as freshly roasted garlic ribs. The person running at the end is responsible for washing the dishes tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lawn exploded.
Reggie screamed strangely, and his whole body turned into a blue light and rushed towards the bathroom on the first floor of the villa.
Although Tommy's legs and feet were weak, he still squeezed out the last bit of Telekinesis, lifted himself up directly from Lawn, and flew staggeringly into the house.
John was not to be outdone and ran away.
Kevin: "??? This is not bullying honest people."
Black Noir looked at the noisy children, silently bent down, and tidied up the Tennis Balls and Bricks scattered on the ground bit by bit.
His movements are slow but careful.