Chapter: 2587

A strange moaning sound began to leak out of the blanket.

D- 61 days.

�more!�sooner!�too slow!�

�Aaaaaaa!�

The punching bag with a thick iron core shook heavily as the screamer poured in a series of blows with all his might.

The hit points were marked with circles on the leather containing the sand, and numbers indicating the order of repeated hits were engraved.

�Is that all!�How are you going to become a champion with this!�

The screamer�s father, Pyroker, who volunteered to be a coach, yelled into his son�s ear.

Pyroker, who holds a key position in the heavy infantry of the Kingdom of Tormia, is a martial arts fanatic who even acquired a Colosseum pro license, and was a skilled fighter with a record of 21 wins and 2 losses in 23 matches.

However, due to the shock of losing to a wizard in an event match hosted by the kingdom, he was temporarily away from the fighting machine, and the anecdote that a screamer, who watched the match pathetically, said he would enter a magic school, was famous within the family.


�damn!�

Traces of pain were clearly visible on the face of the screamer who was carrying out the Tekken project created by Pyroker.

The 7 consecutive hits, which had to be captured in an instant, continued endlessly with thousands of cycles.

�Aaaaaaa!�

The impact sound of the repeated hits exploded lightly, but Pyroker rather got angry.

�Your accuracy has gone down!�More Accurate, Faster, Stronger!�

Even moving an arm was an unreasonable request in a difficult situation.

�Don�t stop!�hit it!�Once you get caught, you equip your instincts with multiple hits that will knock anyone out!�

As I repeated the same motion endlessly, certain parts of my body felt like it was being torn apart.

�How can I hit it faster here!�

Pyroker did not waver despite the fact that he was beyond the limit of pain and became irritated.

�Are you in trouble?�But what should I do?�Aren�t I in pain at all?�

�Should we really stick together!�

�Shall I tell you the great truth?�No one understands your pain�People don�t even care how hard you�ve been.�A fighter who doesn�t produce results is just a punching bag!�

�Aaaaaaa!�

The screamer, who had lost his temper, stopped training with a strong shout, but the heavy punching bag did not even move.

�Heo-eok!�Huh!�

I couldn�t breathe, so I was going to regurgitate.

�Who told you to rest?�Hit it fast!�

�����1 minute only.�I will rest for one minute.� JrNovels.com