"Once you've truly trained and reached half my level, as you wish."
Olivia pouted her red lips, sent him a flying kiss, and chuckled.
"At your disposal, then."
Rod's eyes suddenly ignited with fire.
"Alright!"
He instantly regained his spirit.
"Then let's begin!"
—
Thus, this bout of hand-to-hand combat began at the evening of the first day, twilight hour, and continued until halfway through the morning of the second day.
A full ten clock hours.
During this long period, Rod stood up again and again, softened repeatedly, yet always persisted unyieldingly, striving to sense Olivia's essence.
Her transformation was so vivid, akin to a cocoon turning into a butterfly.
Rod quickly grasped the key.
Skill is limited; the true essence of combat lies in strength.
To control strength, to use strength, to believe in strength, to intimidate with strength is the path to real combat.
Mobilize the body's full force as much as possible, maximize the involvement of Spiritual Energy.
