Shave is, in an instant (0.36 seconds), stepping on the ground at high speed dozens of times in a row, which produces explosive reaction force to move at high speed, making the user seem to disappear from the enemy's eyes.
This does not require any internal force, immortal qi, or fighting qi (Doupo) to work. As long as the physique is strong enough and the speed of the feet can reach this level, cultivation can be successful.
There are no esoteric martial arts secrets. It's simply taking ten steps in 0.36 seconds.
At the beginning, he cultivated with a fluke mentality.
There was also Tekkai (Iron Body).
Geppo (Moonwalk), Rankyaku (Tempest Kick), and Kami-e (Paper Art) had not made any progress, and he might not yet meet the requirement.
Although Shigan (Finger Pistol) had not been successfully practiced, when Kaos wrapped his hands in gold, he could leave finger pits on a tree.
Compared with himself three years ago, the current Kaos could hang and beat thousands of his former self.
But all these rewards were exchanged for sweat and torture over the past three years.
It was hard at first, but slowly he got used to it.
Lying on his back on the big tiger, Kaos maintained his golden body. The duration depended on when his stamina was exhausted.
(~~Super Saiyyan)
The stamina consumed every second in this state was almost negligible. But if he stayed in his golden state and was attacked, his stamina would drain faster.
"Roar~"
It didn't take long for the tiger to carry Kaos to the other side of the mountain. On a patch of grass lay a lion, seven or eight meters long. A scar across its face made it look even fiercer than the tiger.
This was the lion, one of the three punching bags.
Its experience was similar to the tiger's.
Since encountering Kaos, the lion's days had been filled with misery.
Now when it saw the golden man, its fierce expression quickly vanished.
"Go and catch me two first-class elk!"
Kaos sat up, looking at the lion's face, golden eyes flashing.
Who was this guy showing a face to?
Did it want more loving education?
If the tiger wasn't scary, would the lion be any different?
In the food chain of the forest, Kaos was now the leader.
"Puchi~"
The huge lion sneezed, shaking its head. The so-called king of beasts wagged its tail like a melancholic prince.
Then the tiger continued forward, carrying Kaos, until they reached a wide river. On the sandbank lay a 15-meter crocodile, belly exposed, sunbathing and snoring.
Its mouth hung open, tongue dangling to one side, drool leaking.
It looked like it was sleeping peacefully.
This was the overlord of the river, whose biggest dream was to kill Kaos.
"Boom~"
Kaos appeared out of thin air on the sand. His right foot smashed down on the crocodile's jagged head. With an inhuman wail, the massive body flipped into the air and rolled on the ground.
It quickly turned over, and when it saw Kaos, its anger vanished instantly.
It was him again! The damn golden demon!
Ten minutes later.
On the dry riverbank, the lion reluctantly dragged back two elk, while the tiger returned with dead wood from the forest.
Everyone had their assigned role.
Kaos, who had been handstanding on one finger for training, dropped down and began making a fire.
One man, one lion, one tiger, and one crocodile surrounded the fire. Despite Kaos' growth in three years—from 1.76 meters to 2 meters—he still looked small compared to the beasts.
"What are you staring at? Go clean the skins and guts. Do I still need to teach you?"
Kaos raised his eyebrows, golden eyes sharp.
"Roar~"
The three beasts growled angrily but still obeyed, dragging themselves to clean the elk and fish.
Their sharp claws made quick work of splitting bellies, peeling hides, removing scales, washing in the river, and skewering the meat with branches.
The movements were smooth and skilled, enough to make one feel pity.
Kaos sat by the fire, watching them. He felt no guilt.
This world was strange. Some animals had high intelligence. Some even had Haki. These three were proof.
Over the past two or three years, he had developed a strange camaraderie with them. If not for their chasing him across the mountains early on, his physique would not be this strong today.
It was a pity that aside from Soru, the rest of the Rokushiki, as well as Armament and Observation Haki, had barely progressed.
Armament Haki was like Tekkai. He remembered the more beatings endured, the greater the chance of sudden enlightenment.
In the past three years, he had taken plenty of beatings. Unfortunately, no breakthrough came.
Still, his resilience and toughness had improved.
He also trained Observation Haki by blindfolding himself, turning into a golden man, and letting the three beasts attack him. His dynamic reactions had improved, but he was still stuck at the threshold, unable to break through.
In the pirate world, both Armament and Observation Haki were basic. They had to be mastered.
"Looks like I have to leave."
Kaos stared at the fire. In the past three years, he had only fought beasts. Never humans.
That meant he lacked real combat.
Only by fighting could one see their shortcomings and grow stronger. Training alone was not enough.
Now that he had gained enough strength for self-defense, it was time to leave this island and step into the grand era.
The three beasts did not disturb him when they saw him thinking.
Instead, they roasted the elk and fish, occasionally turning them with their claws.
Only during mealtimes did they share peace with Kaos.
The rest of the time, they wished to tear him apart.
After eating their fill, the daily battle resumed.
Kaos closed his eyes, dodging attacks. Sometimes he endured a blow, other times he countered.
The three beasts did not hold back. They attacked with true killing intent.
All three dreamed of one thing: killing this human.
Scratches, bites, collisions. They moved in sync, an unspoken understanding born of two years. If they killed him, they would reclaim their former glory.
Then the lionesses and concubines would return. Freedom would be theirs again.
For a while, the mountains echoed with roars and chaos until the sun set.
"Hu~ Cool."
Sweat covered his bruised body. Kaos shook his hair and stretched, aching but alive. Being beaten felt strangely… refreshing.
The three beasts lay sprawled on the ground, battered and wheezing, eyes filled with despair.
It felt like their dignity had been stripped from them.
More than ten minutes later, Kaos waved goodbye with an elk slung over his shoulder.
The three beasts spit phlegm in unison.
May he finally leave.
They had prayed for this for more than two years.
But every day, without fail, the golden man always returned.