17 The Training From Hell (2/2)

Whenever Linri lost concentration and he would be hit by the branch again. Arkady used the exact amount of strength to give Linri the maximum amount of pain while actually not hurting him. To others this might seem like a cruel treatment but when he himself was training he had been through much worse. He was already merciful enough to his son. Arkady also couldn't be blamed as this was the only way he knew to train someone.

After half an hour Linri couldn't hold on any more so he collapsed to the ground. Sweat was oozing from every inch of his body.

”Once you can hold on like this for 2 hours you can be considered to achieve initial success.” Linri was shocked to hear Arkady. 2 hours was only equivalent to initial success? How the hell was he supposed to do that? Only half an hour and he already couldn't get up. This was inhumane treatment. He was right though. This technique was designed for Werewolf usage of course it had high demand on his body. In human standards half an hour could already be accepted as outstanding.

Arkady let Linri rest for half an hour and told him to regulate his breaths. Once he was done resting they moved on to the next part of training.

”Linri there are more than one ways to defeat your opponent. You don't always have to be stronger than them. In crude terms it can be said that the key point is hitting them where it hurts. When talking about weak points most people think about throat eyes or joints. They are not exactly wrong but they are not right either. Even the muscles of human body can be counted as a weakness. There are 650 skeletal muscles in human. This means there are additional 650 weak points. Come give me your hand.”

Linri stretched his left hand and Arkady grabbed it. Arkady was grabbing the back of Linri hands just between the point of his middle and ring fingers. It can be called the centre of his hand. Arkady placed his thumb there and his index finger was in the middle of Linri's palm. With only 2 fingers Arkady locked Linri's hand and twisted it. Linri's left hand was locked. He could not move it in any direction or force his hand away. When he tried he was in unimaginable pain.

”This is the centre of the hand. If you control here you can control your opponent.” after saying that Arkady pushed Linri's arm towards his chest.

”Now do you see this muscles?” Arkady pointed at one the muscles that appeared once his arm was pushed towards his chest. Linri had a foreboding but still nodded.

”It is one of the easiest places you can attack. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say you can incapacitate your opponent with a single if you control this muscle. Now watch this” Arkady started to trace the muscle in Linri's arm and stopped close to his elbow. There was not any kind of bulge there. With his finger he softly pressed against it. The world instantly gone black due to pain. Arkady let Linri's arm go and he collapsed into the ground.

”This is just one of the weak point. There are still 649 more to go. We have to through each and everyone of them so that you can get a better understanding of their positions.” So Arkady began his torture. He slowly showed Linri each positions of the muscles and how he can make them more apparent along with where he had to press.

Once he was done it was already nearing 5 pm so Linri was tortured for nearly 6 hours. He was not exhausted much physically but mentally he was spent. When all of this happening Jaime was watching from the side with glee on her eyes but through half way it turned into worry. She could not imagine how could a father treat his son like that. This family was definitely weird. She wondered how Max's real life father was like.