Great Voyage: Invincible From the Era of Rocks

"You have to work hard, Brad."

"Okay, let's continue."

The two sat down again, with Caesar standing behind him, brandishing his club.

Snapped!

boom!

Brad was hit and rolled out of the way, slamming his body against the rocks.

no.

Continue, another bang, right in the middle!

Come again, come again...

Dozens of days later.

Whoosh!

Gnaly's head hid extremely quickly, and the stick in Caesar's hand was only left in afterimages.

One, two, three... fifty...

It has surpassed his previous highest record, and Gnali counted silently, feeling happy and a little excited for a while.

boom!

In the middle of the head, a big bag was raised.

Gnali clutched the bulge of the big bag, and sighed, "Is it not working again?"

Caesar swung the stick, "Probably because you got emotional."

He stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "I'm already familiar with it, keep working hard. It's impossible to keep one mood forever when fighting, but no matter what mood you have, you have to be calm. You need to be more proficient."

Gnali nodded seriously, "Ah, I know."

When it was Brad's turn, perpetual bang bang bang.

But this time, whoosh!

It's empty.

Caesar was a little surprised, "Hey, did it work?"

Brad tore off the black cloth and jumped up happily.

"It's true! It's really, really successful!"

"I sensed your attack intention and attack direction just now!"

Dozens of days passed like this.

Blindfolded, Gnarli took a step back, and the stick in front of him emptied.

Caesar jumped up, from top to bottom, and swung heavily.

Gnali blocked his head with his hardened fists, threw away the stick, and slammed at him.

boom!

Caesar took his fist.

He raised his right foot and kicked hard.

With a snap, the other hand blocked it.

Caesar did a backflip and stomped on him with his heel, and Gnaly quickly dodged sideways.

"It's ok, Gnali, you can already stabilize your knowledge and arrogance in battle."

"And the scope is slowly expanding, great progress, you."

Gnarly's talent is really strong, Caesar thought to himself.

Brad can't do it at the moment, his knowledgeable domineering is still intermittent, and he is still in the stage of familiarization.

"Gnaly, that's amazing."

Brad looked at him enviously.

Gnaly glanced at his fist.

"Informative arrogance does help in combat, but at present it can only play a supporting role."

"But I want to increase the attack power."

After going out to sea with Caesar, big and small have also experienced several battles, and he is more and more eager for that kind of fast and violent attack.

With a simple fist, the attack power seems to be a little bit worse.

Caesar was slightly stunned and asked, "Do you want to choose a weapon?"

Gnaly nodded, "Yes."

"Then do you have any favorite weapons?"

The first image that flashed in Gnali's mind was the appearance of Caesar cutting out a Great Rift Valley with his sword.

That kind of power is what he yearns for.

"Swordsmanship, I want to learn swordsmanship."

That is the most direct attack method, and his upper limit is higher than his attack method.

"Have you decided?"

He nodded again and again, "There is determination in his eyes."

Improving strength is urgent.

And learning swordsmanship is the best and most desired choice for him.

[60] Departure, the eve of the battle of the Valley of Gods!

Keng Keng Keng!

The sound of gold and iron clashing resounded through the sky.

Under the moon, the figures of Caesar and Gnaly kept staggering and moving.

Before the swords collided, sparks flew.

Gnali held a samurai sword in his hand. The blade was cut obliquely, outlining a sharp point.

With every blow, he used all his strength.

Bring an amazing momentum.

Gnali's progress was very fast, and it was only when he was taught the basics of swordsmanship that he was able to dance the sword with great power.

When he went to teach Brad to be familiar with Domineering, Gnaly slashed at the rock alone.

clang clang clang!

The huge three-meter-high rock is covered with mottled knife marks.

Gnali's eyes were firm, and his eyes shone with the desire to become stronger.

During training, my mind was full of scenes of Caesar holding a sword and fighting the enemy.

Just imagining how I will become like that in the future makes people feel excited.

Clear goals give birth to unlimited motivation.

Click, click... the knife marks on the stone are getting deeper and deeper.

The rubble from the rocks was covered in smoke and dust.

It's been about a week.

boom!

The three-meter-high rock shattered under his constant pounding.

He didn't use armed force, but from the beginning, he felt the breath of all things, that is, the realm of cutting iron.

And his strength is not bad, and he can understand by analogy. In less than ten days, he was able to cut stones.

This shows that his first stage of training has been completed!

A happy smile appeared on his face.

Caesar and the two heard the bombing and looked at him, with joy on their faces.

"Such a big rock is amazing, Gnaly."

Caesar gave him a thumbs up, "The next stage can begin."

He pointed to the east side, and walked a few hundred meters there, and there was a collapsed house, which was originally a frame made of steel and iron frames.

The soil fell, leaving only an iron frame.

"Go ahead, try cutting the iron."

A raging flame burned in Gnali's eyes, it was a flame called becoming stronger.

Another week passed.

Keng Keng Keng!

The sharp and long sound of the metal and iron fighting is clear and sweet.

Echoed for a long time under the scorching sun.

Gnali was holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, standing with his feet slightly bent, panting.

His face was covered with sweat.

The clothes on his body were already soaked with sweat.

His hands trembled slightly, apparently gradually losing strength.

Gnaly clenched his teeth, thinking of the time he had set for himself, and took a deep breath.

Take a step forward and continue to slash hard.

Where they collide, little sparks splash out, like the burning will in the bottom of my heart, which is endless.

"Ugh..."

Unwilling to succumb to this mere physical strength and scorching sun, he shouted loudly and raised his sword high.

Under the sunlight of Yang Lieyang, the sharp blade shone coldly.

"Break it!"

The blue veins on his forehead popped up, and he was on the verge of breaking out.

Clang!

Click!

That steel is broken!

Gnali's pupils trembled slightly, and after panting violently, he finally couldn't support himself and fell down.

When he fainted, there was still a satisfied smile on his face.

 …

Here, Brad's informative domineering training is also in full swing.

The head melon quickly dodged the stick swung behind him.

Brad barely caught a trail of the stick close at hand.

But when standing up and fighting, that feeling is faintly visible, sometimes disappearing.

Caesar picked up speed, and the stick swayed in the air.

One, two, three, four... fifty-five... one hundred and fifty-seven...