Female Novel
Chapter 904 The Shock of God of War, Zenith Harol
Zenith left Jack in bewilderment.
Crossed the border to the north, pick and behead a clan’s leader?
Or just a buffet meal?
But it was Zenith, it would be piece of cake for him to assassin someone, it was indeed like having a
buffet, pick a preference and kill.
But… Why he intended to bring me along?
That was what puzzled him, there were tons of capable soldiers amongst the Dragon Cavalry.
Achilles and Golden Guards, any one of them was more suitable for this assassination, wasn’t it?
Capabilities might be similar, but in terms of battling experience and resumes, Jack was no match to
Achilles and the Golden Guards!
He stared at the training room’s door that was tightly shut.novelbin
It was made of wood, looked huge and heavy, and completely soundproof.
“Huh…”
Jack shook away his doubts, took a deep breath, stood up and warm his limbs. “Regardless of his
intention, what I need to do is master this set of moves. It will definitely help improve my skills on a
large scale once I master this.”
His eyes shone with determination as he spoke.
And he began practising what Zenith had taught him the next second.
Every try made him soaked in sweat and gasp for life.
He was stuck at the fifth move, he collapsed to the ground, soaked all over in sweat gasping for air and
all his energy were depleted.
Her clothes were wet by sweats too.
But he never gave up, he rested for a while and continued practising.
There was no warmer in the training room, apart from a few ventilation openings, the entire room was
like a cell, it was not extremely cold.
But the winds blowing in from the vents kept the temperature low.
Every time Jack failed and rested, the sweats on his clothes turned icy and fell onto the ground along
with his movements.
Despite under such condition, Jack continued to train hard.
His childhood taught him never gave up no matter how hard the situation was, once the guard was let
down, all his efforts would be like a landslide, collapsing all at once.
Two hours flew by in a blink of eyes with his full concentration in practising.
When the horn for morning training was heard from the outside, Jack wakened from his concentration.
“The sixth move is just around the corner…”
Jack wiped off the sweat on his face and looked determined. “There are 108 moves in this set,
skyscraper rise from the ground. It’s worth it even if I spend the entire three months to master all the
moves!”
Brown Hughes’s teaching could raise muscle control and sentimental realization.
These moves were like the top-secret moves in the martial art world!
If it was leaked, it would surely be something wanted by all the major forces.
It had the power to shake the entire martial art world!
There were lots of factors that determined one's capabilities in martial art.
But being able to control muscles and sensing energy was a definite factor that differentiated the weak
from the strong!
Jack was not naive enough to let go of such a "rare gem" like this one.
A freezing breeze hit Jack when he opened the door.
He shivered in the cold and the sweat on his body turned iced in an instant.
He shook his body and the ice drops fell onto the ground.
He felt even colder after shaking off the ices.
Without delayed, he clenched his teeth and headed towards the training field directly.
He needed to master this set of moves at the same time must not skip the morning training of the
Dragon Cavalry.
The morning training session built him the basic while this set of moves helped him improve in general.
…
In the following half month.
Jack formed a routine life living in the Dragon Cavalry.
Performed the task during the day, rested during the first half of the night, visited the training room after
midnight and left before the morning training session began.
Perhaps it was arranged by Zenith, after the task at the Northern Gate, Jack had never received a task
which was longer than twelve hours.
A situation like this raised suspicion amongst Debut, Cole and Yarol.
Only Jack and Achilles knew what was going on.
One after midnight in the training room.
Jack sat on the floor, soaked in sweats gasping for air.
Even his hands and legs were trembling in exhaustion.
But he looked determined still.
The door was pushed open amid the silence.
Jack didn't even look back and said while gasping. "Zenith, still awake at this time?"
"I'm here to visit you."
Zenith held his hands behind him and walked to Jack.
He looked at the puddle of water under Jack and asked. "You trained till peed?"
Jack was speechless.
This was really… Commander Harol?
He glanced at Zenith despicably and then pointed at the sweats on his face. "Can't you see I'm
sweating all over?"
Zenith replied calmly, "I was joking to make you relax."
Jack was speechless.
It seemed like Zenith had found inner peace, it was almost impossible to differentiate whether he was
joking or lecturing, Jack couldn’t sense any sign that he was joking just now.
“It’s been half a month, show me your progress.”
Zenith took three steps backwards slowly and looked at Jack hopefully. “How many moves have you
mastered out of 108 within fifteen days? I remembered you were stuck at the fifth move in the
beginning, right?”
He taught Jack the moves fifteen days ago and had never visited the training room since, so didn’t
know how well he progressed.
He came tonight to check on Jack.
“Okay!”
Jack nodded. He had rested quite enough, he would have entered the next training even if Zenith didn’t
come to visit.
Jack took three deep breath after he stood up to calm himself down.
And then he began his practice slowly.
There was no sound within the training room.
Jack’s moves were slow, steady and gentle.
But it was obvious that the interchanged of moves burdened Jack.
He began sweating from the forehead and it rolled down past his cheeks onto the floor.
While Zenith was looking at Jack peacefully.
The only emotion was his hopeful eyes.
When it arrived at the fifth move, Jack stopped for a second.
This made Zenith frowned a little.
Soon after, Jack was able to perform the following moves swiftly.
Slow and gentle. Moves that seemed simple gave Jack tremendous pressure upon finishing each
move, it consumed a huge amount of his energy.
The sixth and seventh moves.
Jack was soaked with sweat when he was performing the eighth move, as if he had just come out from
a pond of water.
And it became harder for him to move, every inch of movement looked like tons of heaviness!
“This was it? The eight move…” Zenith thought inwardly.
Soon as this thought surfaced, Jack changed into the ninth move!
Zenith stunned and his eyes shone.
His heartbeat was racing at this moment.
Even moving an inch seemed extremely hard for Jack, but he kept changing his moves.
Each change was like a hammer that knocked onto Zenith’s heart.
Upon finishing the ninth move, Zenith’s eyes shone but clenched his fists.
His palms were sweating without notice.
“The end.” Zenith murmured.
However, a weak and husky voice was heard in the silent room.
“Who said so?”