Dad woke me up bright and early this morning and dragged me out of bed to the training compound. The compound was filled with weights wooden and straw dummies had a weapon rack. The entire place was covered by a magic field I'll have to ask what it does later though we walk down to the center of the field and dad begins to tell me of the routine he wants me to follow
"Jack Okay son are you ready to begin
"Arthur Yes I can't wait
"Jack I'm going to make you regret those words" he started laughing like a crazy man
"Arthur Ya whatever it is I can handle it
"Jack You think so ok down and give me 50
*Arthur 50 I was barley able to do 30 yesterday
As I get into pushup position father sits a 20 pound weight on my back and I almost collapsed but I somehow regained my balance and got going. After hitting 30 I noticed I wasn't even struggling father was shocked then I remembered my power while I can do it without struggle I can still feel myself gaining strength It was unbelievable.
I could do as many as I wanted and still get stronger after I hit 50 Father wanted to test how far I could go and made me deadlift 50 pounds at first I couldn't even budge it he thought it was a fluke but i knew better and tried again and lifted it at this point he couldn't imagine this was real.
Since I could already lift all this he went straight into teaching me martial arts
"Jack Before you learn the way of the sword you have to be able to protect and fight with your fists you wont always have your weapon on you ok get into what you think a hand to hand stance should be
I preceded to go into a basic stance
"Jack Good it seems you know at least a stance but how
"Arthur I just know it
As I get prepared for some instruction father rushes at he throwing a straight jab as I wasn't prepared he hit me in the chest and I went sliding backwards
"Jack Again get into stance
I get into stance he tries the same jab I duck under it and try to side hook his body him being who he is blocks it and throws it at me I know I can't dodge it so I jump into the air while blocking so instead of taking the full punch I can push off into the air. After sliding back about 20 meters I rushed at dad this time threw a fake punch him just pushing it to the side like I expected and overdid my turn into an upwards kick catching him off guard.
After sparring for a couple hours Arwin brought our lunch and my god I never knew sandwiches could taste so heavenly.
"Arthur Hey Arwin who made these
"Arwin Actually I did young master do they taste bad I'm sorry
"Arthur No these taste amazing keep at it
After eating dad and I went back to training till night fall.