"When you are fighting, don't look around, always keep your eyes on your opponent."
"Adjust your center of gravity and try to judge the next attack by your opponent's body movements."
"Never defend yourself indiscriminately, even if you are forced into a dead end. No matter what kind of danger you face, you must leave adequate room for maneuvering for yourself. If you are stopped, then all it will test for you is death!"
"..."
If you were to classify your fight against Takemikazuchi now it would be...
Desperate.
One day, in addition to the lasting sound of wooden spears clashing, there was also Takemikazuchi's incomparably severe scolding and, of course, Sora's screams of pain.
Even though it is just a wooden spear, the damage it can cause in Takemikazuchi's hands is no less than that of an iron spear.
Every time he loses a battle, he gains a shallow scar. Although not particularly life-threatening, the pain is still there.
At first, Sora was able to bear it, but as time passed, more and more cuts appeared on his body, the pain from the injuries along with the fatigue from training was not something that an ordinary person could bear.
Another shot was fired into Sora's arm, his shirt sleeve was torn and blood flowed from the wound that opened.
The pain caused Sora to take two steps back, sitting on the ground, holding the spear with both hands, and began to shake frantically, as if he was suffering from some kind of pain.
He tried to get up, but the pain throughout his body made it impossible for him to use even a little strength.
"Fuuuu" On the contrary, because of the fight, other injuries on his body were triggered, Sora gasped in pain and almost fainted.
Takemikazuchi, at the side, wiped the sweat from his forehead and then looked at the sun that was about to set.
"Then let's stop here today!"
"Is it... over?" Sora, who was lying on the ground, spat out this sentence subconsciously and then heaved a sigh of relief. This does not mean that he admitted defeat, but it was simply an instinctive reaction of the body.
If this continued any longer, he really couldn't guarantee whether he would be able to continue any longer.
Sora and Takemikazuchi didn't say anything, while Sora was lying on the floor, Takemikazuchi sat up, both of them were panting, enjoying this hard-won rest time.
All day long, except lunchtime, he didn't rest much, not even Takemikazuchi could bear it.
However, although Sora's performance is a bit immature, he still enjoys it immensely.
He has a good understanding, learns quickly, and has perseverance. Even if he is seriously injured, he will still tenaciously stand up and attack him. This tenacious will was beyond his expectations.
Even his family's captain, Kashima, only lasted half a day.
Fortunately, Sora didn't know what Takemikazuchi was thinking. If he had known, he would have laughed out loud. He was never a genius, and he didn't have that good understanding bullshit.
He was only able to learn things so quickly because of his 'Hero' skill.
As soon as Takemikazuchi began to guide him, an enchanting phrase appeared in his mind: [You have accumulated a lot of experience fighting against the god of war, Takemikazuchi, your basic skills are improving.]
Over time, this phrase appeared several times in his mind, until Sora stopped counting.
Although his basic accuracy is still at level 2, he can feel that his spear skills have improved a lot.
"Takemikazuchi-sama, you worked hard today!"
About half an hour later, feeling that he had regained some strength, Sora slowly got up from the ground, thinking about Takemikazuchi who wasn't too far away, and thanked him.
"You don't need to be so polite. In the end, the credit is all yours. It's the first time I've seen a guy as fearless as you. I'm sure you'll become an excellent adventurer."
"It's because of your injury that I feel a little guilty. Hestia isn't going to come running to question me, is she?"
Hearing Takemikazuchi's sarcastic words, Sora also burst into laughter.
According to Hestia's character, it is indeed possible for her to do such a thing, but he will stop her goddess Loli, after all, there is no way to train without getting hurt.
Furthermore, scars on the body are the glory of men.
As the training had already ended, Sora limped out of the courtyard until he reached the door, then turned around and said slowly, "Takemikazuchi-sama, there's no need to send me away, I've already recovered some strength so it's okay to go home.", thank you for your guidance, I will come back tomorrow."
Takemikazuchi opened his mouth to speak but looked at Sora, so he didn't say anything to stop him.
He has no reason to stop a man from running towards his dream.
"I will be waiting for your arrival, but you better prepare yourself mentally. Tomorrow's training will be harder than today's. If you come too tired, you might end up losing your life here!"
"Well, I'll do my best!"
Smiling and waving at Takemikazuchi, Sora dragged his injured body and disappeared into the crowd.
Takemikazuchi looked at his back, stood still for a while, and then returned to the courtyard.
(End of chapter)