Chapter 36: Growth (1/2)
Chapter 36: Growth
Inside the dimness of the ball bouncing gym, Ayrin stood ready for war, his face filled with fighting spirit. His eyes flashed with lush green light.
After his meeting with Chris, thinking about Chris’ contented face after eating two chocolate-stuffed candies, then thinking again to Chris saying “I don’t have any special trick either. I just use all the time I have available for training on training, until I can’t even stand up,” he felt his whole body brimming with motivation.
Until I can’t even stand up, these words sounded simple, but Ayrin knew how difficult they were to truly put into practice.
In addition to the motivation coming from Chris herself, there was also a plate of grilled sausage sitting not far away in front of him, a soul-hooking scent drifting from it.
For someone like Ayrin, so hungry he couldn’t stop swallowing his saliva, every minute particle inside his body seemingly tearing themselves, any food was the most precious reward in the world.
The goal he gave himself now was to withstand the ball bouncing gym for thirty minutes, and also to protect the plate of grilled sausages in front of him from being hit into paste by the black balls!
After throwing a green gaze to the grilled sausages, he looked at Belo and said, “Come! Brave warrior of the starry skies!”
“Idiot!” Belo stepped ruthlessly on the pedals.
“Whoosh!”
A black ball whizzed out through the air, ferociously falling toward the top of Ayrin’s head.
“Hm?”
Belo’s eyes suddenly shrank!
He saw Ayrin directly grab this black ball in his hand.
“Whoosh!”
Ayrin also caught the second ball in his other hand!
Seeing Belo’s face looking as if someone suddenly stepped on it, a great and proud laughter escaped from Ayrin.
“Ah!”
It was too soon for celebrations however. Just as he laughed proudly at Belo, his attention distracted away, two black balls flashed like lightning and hit the left side of his face in quick succession. He shouted miserably; the left side of his cheek swelled up immediately.
“Idiots will be idiots.” Belo scolded him at once, but he was already muttering inside his heart: this guy’s reactions are really slow, but he always comes up with methods no one imagined before.
“Don’t think you can knock me down with this little!”
“These sausages are mine!”
“Die already!”
Along with his cries of pain, Ayrin’s hands and feet once again transformed into a tornado.
“He indeed started to act reckless again.” Belo snickered immediately when he saw Ayrin attack without the slightest thought of controlling his strength.
“Hm?”
His eyes shrank once again however, very soon after.
Ayrin was obviously using the same kind of method, but his performance was unexpectedly so much better than the previous day.
Ayrin’s punches and kicks actually struck the vast majority of black balls away. Very few of them genuinely landed on his body, while the surroundings of the sausage plate were even more of a no-fly zone for the black balls.
“Actually… it’s really possible!”
“I actually truly exceeded my usual limits!”
Ayrin didn’t notice Belo’s blank face at all this time. In his eyes, there were only the black balls nearing him one after another, and that plate of sausages. Under the scent’s tempting wafts, every minute particle inside his body seemed to twist and turn like madmen, bursting with a power that was entirely absent in usual times. The potential he usually couldn’t squeeze out was being forced out!
Ten minutes!
Twenty minutes!
Thirty minutes!
Belo was thoroughly petrified!
In the history of Holy Dawn Academy, the record for a freshman inside the ball bouncing gym was a little under thirty minutes. Ayrin actually truly succeeded!
These continuous bursts of energy without the slightest rest between them was entirely comparable to someone sprinting at full speed. The longer you went, the harder it was to sustain.
Ayrin’s face was now thoroughly swollen with bruises, tears and snot overflowing on it, his facial features distorted by the pain. His body was also trembling nonstop. It looked very comical, but when all was said and done, he’d succeeded. Moreover, the plate of sausages in front of him was thoroughly intact!
When the black balls stopped their bounces, a stunned Ayrin spoke only several minutes later, in an indistinct voice that sounded like, “Time’s up? I reached my goal?”
“I can finally eat?”
Ayrin’s face glittered with moisture, all of it sweat and tears of pain.
“Ah!”
After seeing Belo’s nod, he immediately sat on the floor and, mustering the last of his strength, started eating the grilled sausages.
“Even his lips are sausages now, why is he still eating sausages.” Belo let out a loud humph, then turned around and walked out.
Seeing the cloudless sunny sky outside, this boy wearing glasses faintly shrank his eyes, a little admirative of the guy inside.
He mumbled in a soft voice, “In an academy that almost even forgot what courage is, there’s at least a guy who’s up to par!”