The Knight from the Fairytales

Chapter 54: Special Training

Regarding the direction of the special training, it seemed they had found the right path,

But the real situation was that Scáthach also didn't know how to teach Beihai.

Teaching him martial arts? For someone with absolute power, that was just flashy nonsense.

It was like in fantasy novels, where a giant hand descends from the sky to annihilate all life. Those guys resist desperately, but the final result is still being wiped out with a single slap.

"So when do we start?"

After having a direction, Beihai naturally couldn't hold back. Even though he hadn't learned a powerful offensive method, parrying was also quite satisfying.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Beihai's stomach was struck by a heavy blow. The cursed demon spear, Gáe Bulg, pierced into Beihai, and an intense pain swept over him. For the first time, Beihai was struck down to his knees.

The sudden, intense pain made Beihai hunch over and start rolling on the ground. That pain was like having a gallstone inside his stomach that was jumping around wildly.

"You damn old hag, give me a heads-up before you start!"

Scáthach stroked her demon spear. This spear didn't strike the enemy's body, but their soul. If she couldn't strike the body, Beihai would never learn even if he trained for a lifetime.Attacks landing on Beihai's body would feel at most like raindrops dripping on him. Even with the fastest hand speed, each strike using full force would just be like standing in rainy weather.

If you can't even break his defense, then why bother parrying? It would seem completely redundant. Wouldn't it be more convenient to use that parrying time to go up and slap the opponent's head off?

Scáthach now showed no mercy. While Beihai was lying on the ground howling in pain, she went up and started whipping his "corpse." Due to the pain, Beihai couldn't even stand up, and after being hit several more times, he was completely unable to get up.

"Aiya, my good disciple, this is also for your own good. Once your inner self becomes resilient, you will be invincible!"

"Stop hitting, stop hitting! The last guy who talked about being invincible is still floating in space."

Because of the pain, Beihai couldn't stand up and could only crawl on the ground, looking utterly pathetic. In this world, Beihai had never endured this kind of pain before. Generally speaking, he was always unstoppable.

With the System, through effort and sweat, he possessed attribute points beyond ordinary people and a perfect physical body. He basically hadn't felt pain anymore.

Beihai guessed that Scáthach's attack must be striking inside, targeting the fragile internal organs.

But the actual situation was that even striking inside wouldn't work; she could only strike the soul.

If it were really that easy to affect, wouldn't an enemy just use two hammers and a resonance to cripple him? If you can perfectly control your body, the internal condition naturally wouldn't be bad.

But this time it completely exceeded expectations. This intense pain was like, like his soul was being torn apart!

Just crawling on the ground couldn't completely dodge that damn old hag's attacks. That damn old hag even leisurely held up a lamp while hitting him with the demon spear.

Beihai could only hurriedly get up from the ground and start fleeing into the distance. But he never expected that Scáthach, who looked old enough to be ready for the coffin, was actually running after him.

"Beihai, what are you running for? Come on! Charge at me, block it."

Scáthach chased after him while feeling exasperated at his lack of progress. I'm here to train your blocking ability, not to help you temper the strength of your soul.

"You damn old hag, shut up! I'm in so much pain I can barely move right now!"

Beihai was in some agony. Yes, he was clearly here to practice parrying, but now, with the pain all over his body, he could only focus on running.

"If you can't move, then why are you running so fast, and so briskly at that!"

And so, one ran in front, the other chased behind, circling the castle round after round.

Elsa, from initially standing frozen in place not daring to move, later found a chair from inside the castle and sat down to watch. It would be even better if she had some snacks right now.

Finally, when the pain became numb and he adapted to it, Beihai began to counterattack. With one hand, he grabbed the demon spear that was thrusting towards him.

"You damn old hag, I seriously suspect you're taking out a personal grudge! But now it's my turn!"

Beihai shouted loudly and snatched Scáthach's demon spear, Gáe Bulg, throwing it aside. This also counted as a form of parrying. Before he could even give an acceptance speech, another demon spear soon pierced into his chest, making tears of pain well up in his eyes.

"This isn't scientific. A demon spear counts as a divine artifact. Did you get this at wholesale price?"

Beihai spoke while trying to snatch it again, but this time he grabbed at empty air, only managing to squeeze out a sonic boom. Immediately after, the spear struck him again.

"I only have this one spear, but this is my territory. Just stop talking and learn properly now."

Scáthach's stance was once again bizarre and elusive. Thinking she was in front, she instead launched a sneaky attack towards his lower body.

In the end, he didn't manage to parry it and was forced into a frustrating beating.

Until Scáthach got tired and they took a mid-training break. Beihai was also a bit hungry and got some dry rations, but before he could even eat them, he got hit again.

Enduring the pain, he was starting to lose his composure a bit. He had been passively defending all along.

According to Scáthach, if he fought back, she wasn't sure if her old bones could survive. So he could only defend and parry. Now he was indeed feeling a bit of anger rising.

However, considering her age, Beihai still chose to respect the elderly and cherish the young. Since she still had value, he could only question her a bit.

"I'm eating right now, what are you doing, old hag?"

Scáthach wasn't hurried or angry. After so many years, the people she had met numbered no less than ten thousand, probably eighty thousand. Having seen many people, she could understand all kinds of personalities and knew how to train them.

Someone like Beihai, a pure stubborn mule, might even be able to lift the legendary stubborn mule hammer.

"Didn't we agree? I would ambush you at all times, no matter what you're doing, I would ambush you."

"Do you have some misunderstanding about what an 'ambush' is?"

"What's wrong with being open and aboveboard? This just proves your parrying isn't up to par. I can casually attack you from the front. Simply put, you're not qualified enough for me to ambush."

Scáthach was a genuine old monster. She even hoped someone could defeat her and bring her death. This was enough to prove how strong her skills were.

The training continued like this. Even when sleeping at night, she would come over to stab Beihai a couple of times.

At first, Beihai was patiently learning. He started using his body and agility, managing some back-and-forth exchanges. After all, this was also to protect himself.

The learning progress was very fast. Later, he discovered that this pain sensation was slowly decreasing, and for a moment, his movements became sluggish again.

During these periods, apart from Beihai having a hard time, Elsa's days weren't easy either. She was starting to get a bit neurotic overall.

When eating breakfast in the morning, suddenly an old hag would dart out and give Beihai a good whipping.

When going to sleep at night, just when she was almost asleep, suddenly an old hag would charge out again and give Beihai another good whipping.

Now Beihai was brushing his teeth, his back completely exposed to Scáthach, but she didn't have the intention to continue hitting him.

"After you finish washing up, get lost. In the future, if you cause trouble, don't bring my name up.

When you meet the God of Death, maintain a humble attitude. Don't cause trouble for me.

Never, ever say that I gave you special training. In the future, you absolutely must not mention my name, this old hag's name."

Miscalculation. Originally thought that if the body was strong, the soul probably wouldn't be. But after hitting him repeatedly, there was a slight deviation.

As for the God of Death in the future... whatever, it's not me who's going to get beaten up in the future anyway.