The Cold Blooded Hunter: Seeker of Peace
32. Hard exercise II
Two months later...
I stood looking at the mirror in my room with a big smile.
The mirror featured my body wearing only the sleeveless shirtless shorts I used to wear while practicing it.
"Hmm, am I a little tall?" I raise an eyebrow.
Well, to be honest, I was pretty weird about this change, I didn't get on top of my grandfather's freezer at first, now I can even see what's inside with just a little tiptoe. By the way, my grandfather's refrigerator is a small one-door refrigerator...
Out of curiosity, I tried to look at myself in front of the mirror and well, this is what I am now...
"Besides getting taller, my arms are also growing, huh?" I raised my hand and bent it upwards, until my arm looked a little bigger than my previously skinny little arm.
"The effect of too many push-ups times..." My grandfather appeared and commented on my body, "In addition, your body will get bigger if you practice more."
"really?"
"Hmm, you can try to increase the portion of each of your exercises once every two months, maybe it can make your height equivalent to grandfather after two years of practicing so." Said my grandfather as he folded his arms, "Come, we continue to practice again..."
***
It has been two months since the city of Surabaya was destroyed by the Monsters, and during that time, I have trained hard under the guidance of my grandfather, the former strongest S rank Hunter in the country of Indonesia.
The exercise is the same as sports in general, but the portion is what the sport feels heavy.
Push up, sit up, plank, squat, run around the yard, pull a bucket full of rocks, and back up, everything I've done in the last two months.
The first month, the count is only fifty times, the second month until now will enter the third month, using a count of seventy-five. My grandfather said, in the third month, I will immediately use the count of a hundred for all the exercises that require a count, ten times to run around the yard, and five minutes to plank. Really horrible, isn't it?
Even though it was terrible, I went through it so that I could achieve my dream, which was to become a Hunter rank SSS and the strongest human on earth other than that Tang Liao.
"Well, next time you're gonna follow Grandpa to the waterfall nearby..." My grandfather and he walked out of the house carrying two Katanas.
"Eh? Why did Grandpa bring a sword? We're just regular practice." I raise an eyebrow.
"Huh? Grandfather brought a sword for us to practice at the waterfall, oh yes, on the way it's good you adjust to this one thing..." My grandfather handed over his flagship Katana, the Black Fire Sword.
I don't know what purpose my grandfather had for me to bring the sword, but I just nodded and accepted the sword... And gosh, the Black Fire Sword is heavy enough to lift.
"Be-Weight!" I exclaimed, but it weighed less than the weight of two medium-sized stones that I often used to pull buckets in the well.
"You excuse me, follow Grandpa!" My grandfather walked while shouldering his sword which was tied with a thick rope.
***
The distance of grandfather's house with a waterfall is quite far, after passing through the thick forest and the road is a little slippery, we finally arrived at a waterfall that is very beautiful.
"Nobody knows this waterfall, only one's grandfather knows this waterfall..." My grandfather walked forward and lowered his sword, "You go under that waterfall..."
I raise an eyebrow, "Huh? Make what?"
"Collection exercises..."
"For what?! Concentration exercises can also be done at home, right?! Why under all the waterfalls?!"
"Fight again, face grandfather with the Black Flame Sword!"
I placed the Black Flame Sword on the stone then took off my sleeveless T-shirt and walked past the well towards the waterfall which I thought was quite cold.
"Berr, cold..." I felt a little cold, when the sunlight had penetrated into the lush forest.
"Well, next you sit on the stone and close your eyes, try to blend in with nature." said my grandfather from the edge of the lake while eating a packet of bread.
"That means?!"
"Practice breathing properly." My grandfather replied briefly, "Take it as a concentration exercise to make your breath longer than before."
I just nodded, I was sure that the point might be breathing exercises so that the air I breathe increases and increases the capacity of my lungs to catch his breath, I'm sure.
I started to catch my breath and breathe as usual, but unfortunately, this waterfall splash really made it hard for me to concentrate.
Pluck up!
A small stone was thrown at my head and hit it, making my breathing irregular again, my concentration was dissolved.
"What does it mean to try?!" I stood up and intended to approach my grandfather, but my grandfather moved faster and threw me more small stones.
No choice, I chose to avoid all the stones thrown by my grandfather until finally two stones hit my head and stomach.
"Akh!" I fell into the lake and stared intently at my grandfather, "What the fuck?!"
"Oh come on, if you can't avoid all my little stone throws, you won't be able to survive in that cruel Hunter world." Said my grandfather and took the sword he was carrying and then threw it, "Because you failed to concentrate, practiced breathing, and failed to dodge my two attacks, then I'll punish you!"
The sword he was carrying fell down in front of me, making me pause and think, where is it that he could fail to dodge my grandfather's two attacks?
Not knowing what to think, I picked up the sword and asked, "Next?"
"You draw that sword."
I pulled the sword, but it turned out that besides the weight, the curved sword that my grandfather threw was difficult to pull as well.
I pulled the sword with all my might, but still did not make the sharp blade of the sword come out of its nest.
"Haish, you're the wrong way to pull it." My grandfather approached me while carrying the Black Flame Sword, "This is how..."
My grandfather drew his sword following the arch of his sword and the black blade with a red stripe in the middle came out of his nest, and as my grandfather pressed a button, it was the same, the black-colored blade glowed and turned a fiery red color.
"That's how to pull a Katana. Even though it's curved, it doesn't mean you can pull it straight..." Said my grandfather, "Now, try it..."
I nodded and drew my sword by following its arch. It felt a little heavy, because I was a little wary of the sharp blade of the katana.
It took a few seconds longer than my grandfather for me to pull my sword, and when it came out, the blade was gray, probably colored like my mother's silver ring, came out of its sheath and glistened when exposed to the sunlight.
My eyes widened when I saw the blade, it felt a little... How to explain it well, my feelings were mixed when I saw my sword, it felt a little happy, moved as well, and a little horrified.
"Well, next time you try sheathing it..." My grandfather inserted his sword with his sharp blade at the top and inserted it by following his arch again, "Hold that the sharp part is not below and the sharp part does not hit your left hand that holds the sword."
"The reason Katana was brought upside down like this was so that the samurai could kill themselves if they lost the war or became prisoners of war." My grandfather said suddenly as I was trying, and when he heard it, it was horrified...
"I don't think if there's a war in the world, even suicide because of losing a war exists..." A voice rang out again and hearing it made me even more confused, who exactly was the invisible figure that spoke to him so often?