Abel waited a couple of hours, in the end, no beast appeared, leaving him sad but also somewhat relieved.
"*Sigh*, although in the end I will have to discard all that meat I obtained, it is not a bad thing either, if I had really attracted a predator, I would fear what attracts all the meat I have in the cabin."
Thinking like this, Abel perked up and decided to leave it for today, quickly returning to the cabin.
Once in it, Abel dug a large pit, some distance from the hut and placed all the meat that he obtained from the lion and buried it.
"Well with this, that issue is already solved."
Nodding, Abel made his way to the second floor of the cabin, and sat cross-legged on the bed.
"Now that I've finished distributing what I got and my upcoming schedule, it's time to reflect on my performance in the battle against the lion."
Due to his unexpected gains, Abel had put this matter off until now, as he had finished organizing his things and his cultivation time, so he decided it was a good time to reflect on the first fight to the death. of the.
Thus, Abel closed his eyes, in his mind, his entire experience was reproduced, from his advance and the roar that distracted him, as well as his final encounter, where he brought out 90% of the arts of the double sword.
After watching those movie-like memories a few times, Abel let out a deep sigh, shook his head as he said just one word.
"Regrettable."
"I can only say that my performance was regrettable, from the beginning I was forced to act passively, I never found an opportunity to turn around…, no, it did not even occur to me to turn the fight around, focusing only on try to kill the lion with one blow. "
This conclusion was reached by Abel after seeing the memories of him this time from a 3rd party perspective, making him sigh in frustration.
"If I had the speed to dodge, why didn't I think about attacking at some point? The answer is simple, I was afraid, afraid that my blows would not make any scratches, and it was also because of this that my position in the whole combat was flee and dodge. "
"Although if I have something to rescue, it is that my judgment to find opportunities is magnificent, I only launched myself to attack him twice, and those two times were enough to seriously injure and kill the lion."
Although this judgment that Abel made on himself is somewhat harsh, the truth be certain, since Abel felt despair at the beginning of the fight, his defeat was almost sealed, and although he did not notice it in the middle of combat, it was his fear that It did not allow him to concentrate properly, which caused him to barely see the lion at first.
"In a nutshell, my abilities were always there, even without the dagger, I should have been able to focus and find opportunities to attack, although of course hurting myself a bit in the process, but I didn't because from the beginning, the mere sight of the lion Full of fear."
Upon noticing this, Abel sweated cold, practically only for the fact of frightening his prey, the lion had almost all the combat won, if it were not for the fact that at the end of the battle Abel put aside all his doubts remembering his reason to cultivate in First, the result may have been different.
"Scared huh, although I did not find any record of a cultivator following that dao, I did read in one of the novels of my previous life about someone who used it, if the other person did not have an iron will, it would be impossible to defeat him."
Although Abel didn't know if any cultivator was chasing that dao in Kunlun or this Azure continent, he had to admit that being afraid of your opponent limited the fighting options to face him or even deprived him of his will to fight.
"What a great lesson that lion ended up teaching me, although well, thinking in a certain way, isn't it normal to feel fear of a predator stronger than you? In the end, the bad thing is not fear, but to surrender to it and not overcome it."
Upon reaching this conclusion, Abel felt his mental state rise a bit, his understanding of certain things deepened, as well as the speed at which his celestial qi circulated through his body.
"*Sigh*, now that I've resolved that knot in my mind, it's time to go to the next point, I need more martial techniques."
Although this was not something that Abel could immediately fix, he couldn't help but feel that if he had techniques like scrolling, he could easily move back and forth in the face of the lion's attacks, even if Abel had some palm technique like that of That boy could have attacked the lion as a bombardment, since he had a large reserve of celestial qi in him, making his fight easier.
"Thinking about it that way, it could be said that my double sword art is my trump card, although I can still use the sword game without celestial qi, it would be at the level of a lower earth rank technique at most, only when the I infuse with celestial qi as in my fight, that's when he brought out the full potential of the technique."
"But this is not enough, back to my fight against the lion, I just used the speed of my physical body, but a cultivator uses displacement martial techniques for that, obviously I am wasting that."
Although Abel still had a couple of martial techniques that he obtained from the librarian, he needed a greater cultivation to be able to use them, being useless to his current self.
"Luckily for me, Major Grant promised me three, so I have to choose wisely, although I don't expect much of it either, what I should be aiming for are the techniques that cults possess, I may have to enter one after all."
Although Abel wanted to be free and explore this world as he pleased, without strength, it was nothing more than a laughable dream, so if he wanted to get stronger as quickly as possible, joining a sect was his best option.
"Forget it, there are still 2 years until the disciple selection, so I can discuss it later, for now, I will stick to the schedule I set, as far as martial techniques, maybe I can try to create some."
Abel, from the information he read in Kunlun and his previous world, knew that creating a martial technique was extremely difficult, and only demonic geniuses like Daniel or Fillia would be able to achieve that feat, but Abel still believed that he could do it, he had some ideas after all.
"I will think about it in the morning practice, maybe I should rest properly today, after all, I have a lot to do from now on."
Having made his decision, Abel lay down on his bed and went to sleep early, after all, a few weeks as monotonous as his previous life in the mansion awaited him.
Thus, 2 weeks passed, and just as he had said he would do, Abel would get up early and practice his art of the double sword in the morning, making some small progress in it, in the afternoon, he would go hunting, although for the most part he would not find anything. He even managed to hunt one or two rabbits, while at night he dedicated himself to understanding more thoroughly about the divine concealment technique, trying to reach the 2nd level as soon as possible.
Also, although 2 weeks seemed like a short time for a cultivator, for Abel, it was enough time to experience great changes in his power and future planning.
At this moment, Abel was sitting cross-legged in the "living room" of the cabin, his eyes were closed and he seemed to be meditating, but strangely, beads of sweat fell from his forehead, and his complexion was paler than normal. and if one looked more closely, one would notice that his brow was furrowed.
After a moment Abel suddenly opened his eyes and began to gasp for air, as if he had run a marathon, furthermore his already pale complexion got worse, almost looking like a vengeful spirit.
It was only after a few minutes that Abel controlled his breathing and his complexion improved, furthermore, a bright smile could be seen on his face.
"I finally surpassed that damn level, who would have expected that game to be useful for me right now?"
Laughing derisively, Abel couldn't help but remember what happened a few days ago.
It was while practicing with his sword new ways to chain his attacks and coordinate them in a better way, that Abel remembered a game from his previous life in which two lightsabers were used to cut in a certain way the cubes that were appearing, like this, depending on from the difficulty, the speed also increased, it was quite simple and entertaining, so Abel spent many hours on it in that time.
So Abel thought it might serve his current purpose, so he quickly searched his memories of those moments, making a great discovery.
He could reproduce and practice the game in his mind! Thus, Abel insisted on increasing the speed at which the cubes came towards him and cut them according to the color and shape they indicated, rapidly improving his coordination.
But he also noticed a small detail, the dynamic vision and reaction time of him in his mind was not the same as when he used his physical body, so he had to adapt little by little.
To his surprise, after practicing for just a couple of days he noticed that his reaction time improved a lot, so he put all his heart into that mental practice.
But this was not without cost, apparently using this method wasted a lot of soul power, leaving him extremely exhausted and mind almost gone after only a few hours of practice, so he was quite careful with this practice.
It wasn't until today that he managed to get past the expert level by cutting everything properly, without any mistakes, although from his appearance, it seemed that doing so left him quite mentally exhausted.
"Although it is a great inconvenience to have the mental strength worn out, it is still worth it, after all, both my coordinated and chained attacks improved a lot, there are even times when I don't need to think and my body reacts on its own, definitely a great achievement for me."
Thinking about his progress these days, Abel smiled with joy, the feeling of progressing and being stronger than your previous self was quite gratifying.
"*Sigh*, for now, I should rest, in the afternoon I have to go to the trading house to change the skins of the beasts that I hunted, so, by then, I must remove this weight that I carry on my mind."
With this thought, Abel closed his eyes and lay down on the ground, trying to recover as soon as possible and then go to the trading house.