Chapter 4, The Last Lesson

What skill can eliminate 80 vampire marquises in 30 seconds?" asked Jia Zhengdao

However, brother, the teacher has left, and only the two of us remain in the sanctuary In Aiolia's eyes, this world consists of only three people: brother, teacher, and himself

Griff stopped three meters in front of a massive boulder, which was three times larger than the one that Jia Zhengdao had shattered, and it was made of granite

"Alright, Aiolia, don't cry anymore. We will see the teacher again," Jia Zhengdao said, patting the little Aiolia, whose nose was running. "As long as we can become true Saints."

Aiolia is even more unbearable than Jia Zhengdao, "I only saw a ray of light"

Have I mentioned it? Ahem! I just remembered, the one I killed with a single finger was Spider-Man, I got it wrong. " Griff smiled awkwardly and continued, "The reason I am called 'Lightning Chariot' is that during a battle with the heretics, I unarmedly killed 180 bloodline dukes in 30 seconds. That battle...

Jia Zhengdao nodded helplessly, aware that there was definitely some exaggeration involved, but Greif was already somewhat angered and embarrassed, so as a disciple, he naturally had the sense to keep his mouth shut

"Ha, you little rascal can still offer comfort," Griff laughed heartily. "I am getting old; this is now the era of you young people."

Ultimate Technique—Lightning Fist! In an instant, merely a moment, the massive rock before Griff turned to dust, and a gentle breeze swept through, covering the ground beneath the three of them with a thick layer of stone powder

At this moment, Jia Zhengdao and Ai Aoliyah were unaware of the profound impact that this scene would have on their entire lives

"You have followed me for a full 5 years. Do you know why I am called the 'Lightning Tank'?" Griff asked

"Rest assured, Teacher Griff, Aiolia and I will definitely bring the sacred armor to Moscow to find you. Just prepare the banquet and wait for us," Jia Zhengdao shouted towards Griff.

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The so-called "Sonic Fist" refers to a punch aimed at a target within a one-meter range, where the speed of the punch reaches the speed of sound particles at 0 degrees Celsius, which is 332 meters per second. The attacking power of the Sonic Fist decreases as the distance of the attack increases, thus the optimal attack distance for the Sonic Fist is within the length of one's arm. The hit rate and single-punch power of the Sonic Fist also generally decrease as the attack speed increases, indicating that the Sonic Fist is not a perfect martial art. The quality of the attack and the speed of the attack can only be chosen one over the other, and selecting one comes at the cost of sacrificing the other. This is a difficult choice. The greatest skill of the Sonic Fist lies in how to effectively reduce air resistance. You see, when I throw a punch like this, the pores in my arm will contract 150 times, which significantly reduces air resistance. Pay attention... The hit rate and single-punch power of the Sonic Fist also generally decrease as the attack speed increases, indicating that the Sonic Fist is not a perfect martial art. The quality of the attack and the speed of the attack can only be chosen one over the other, and selecting one comes at the cost of sacrificing the other. This is a difficult choice. The greatest skill of the Sonic Fist lies in how to effectively reduce air resistance. You see, when I throw a punch like this, the pores in my arm will contract 150 times, which significantly reduces air resistance. Pay attention...

"Watch closely, I will only demonstrate this once." Greif slowly closed his eyes, focusing his mind and spirit. A powerful aura emanated from Greif's robust figure, pressing down on Jia Zhengdao and Aiolia, making it nearly difficult for them to breathe

Griff paused slightly, yet did not turn his head, striding purposefully into the passageway

Indeed, 10 years ago, I became an S-class Paladin at the age of 30, relying on this combat technique. I spent 10 years in the Holy Domain to refine this technique. My aspiration to become a Holy Warrior was solely to unleash its power to the fullest and thereby establish a new school of thought that would be recorded in history. " Griff smiled bitterly, "Unfortunately, this wish is destined to remain unfulfilled. "

What can Jia Zhengdao say? He can only chuckle foolishly. To be honest, he does not want to become a Saint Seiya; no, he should say he does not want to become the Saint Seiya Aierluosi, as that guy's fate is too tragic

Griff has left, just as he came quietly. Only Brother Jia Zhengdao went to the airport to see him off.

"Ailuo Si, Ailuo Liya, today is the last class I will teach you." After the test was completed, Griff began his final lesson.

Today is the last lesson for us as master and disciples. What I will impart to you is the signature skill I have gleaned from that battle. Griff put away his jest and spoke solemnly

"180 vampire dukes? I seem to recall you mentioning this..." Jia Zhengdao said with suspicion

Jia Zhengdao was speechless. Indeed, during this year in the Sanctuary, there has not been a single appearance of a bronze saint in his forties. This is even more incredible than the character Chen Ji in the manga donning the bronze armor, considering that Chen Ji in the manga is only 32 years old

In one second, 367 punches were thrown, with 133 punches landing. This is the pinnacle of physical strength—Lightning Fast Fist! The true sonic speed of a fist!" Griev gasped for breath and then said, "Did you all see that clearly?"

Jia Zhengdao is not a naive person, but he is someone who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. Ever since he occupied the body of Ai Eluosi, he has felt a sense of guilt. Therefore, for the past year, he has been striving to be a competent older brother, taking good care of Ai Aoliyah, as a form of compensation for Ai Eluosi. However, he has always harbored a question in his heart: if Da Ai had not died, could the innocent little Ai before him still become that strong Leo Golden Saint? No one knows. Yet, he continues to ponder this question: if Da Ai had not died, could the innocent little Ai before him still become that strong Leo Golden Saint? No one knows.

Although he claimed to demonstrate it only once, Griff actually performed it no less than ten times. The burden of the Sonic Fist on the body is truly immense; even someone as strong as Griff could not withstand it. Finally, with sweat pouring down his face, Griff said to the two brothers, "You should study it on your own. If you use it again, you will only be carried onto the plane tomorrow. Remember, do not use this technique unless absolutely necessary. Your bodies and bones have not fully developed yet, and recklessly using it is very dangerous. I did not teach you before for this reason." After a brief pause, Griff continued, "It is said that the Saints possess a unique training method that allows them to exert extremely powerful combat strength without harming their bodies, which is precisely what the Lightning Fist requires. As my disciples of the Lightning Chariot, you have the obligation to promote this technique widely. Therefore, strive to become Saints, boys."

"Cough! You believe in the 80 vampire marquises, don't you?" Griff said angrily

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A single finger? Last time you mentioned that you had a fierce battle with them for three hundred rounds

"Teacher Griff, you now have the opportunity to become a Saint Warrior as well," Jia Zhengdao consoled. In truth, he was well aware that among the 88 Saint Warriors, there was no such figure as Griff. However, given the circumstances, what could a disciple say?

"Meteor! I saw a meteor!" Jia Zhengdao said, struggling to express himself, completely overwhelmed. Although he had seen comics in his previous life and knew that the Speed of Light Fist was the true extraordinary fist, it was akin to how watching adult films could never compare to the reality of a real fight. When the Sonic Fist truly appeared before him, the feeling of shock was simply beyond measure

At this moment, Jia Zhengdao finally understood what it meant to be a master. He realized that there truly exists something called momentum in this world. This feeling was akin to the discomfort he experienced when he had to deliver gifts to the department head after failing all four subjects back in the day.

The American Batman is nothing but a paper tiger; I could kill him with just a finger. Griff raised his head proudly.

"Why are you crying? Aiolia, stand tall like a man." Griff gave Aiolia a slap on the back of his little head, a habitual gesture.

"When you become a Saint Seiya in the future, come to Moscow with your armor, and we will celebrate together with our three masters and disciples at that time." After saying this, Griev waved his hand and turned to leave

Do your best and leave the rest to fate. Jia Zhengdao shook his head helplessly; life is like a coercion, and you have no control over it

Aiolia shook his head. Jia Zhengdao thought for a moment and said, "Teacher, you can't be Batman, can you"