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The sun crawled slowly across the sky as Barry stood before the next thick tree.Again. And again. And again.His fist slammed into the bark, sending a dull thud through the forest. Pain exploded up his arm, vibrating into his bones. He hissed sharply through clenched teeth but did not stop.By midmorning, his knuckles were raw. By noon, blood stained the bark where he struck it. The tree, however, stood unmoved.Barry staggered back, breathing hard, sweat soaking through his white robe. He leaned against a rock, lowering himself to the ground.So this is how they break you, he thought.He drank water, wrapped his hands in cloth torn from his sleeves, and sat quietly for a few minutes, eyes closed, regulating his breath.Then he stood up.And returned to punching.Soon, time lost meaning to Barry. The sound of fists against bark blended with the rustling wind. When his arms trembled too badly to continue, he rested. When the pain dulled into a deep, burning ache, he stood again.Th
limits
The next morning, Barry was ripped out of sleep by a thunderous gong.BOOOONG—!The sound rolled across the island like a living thing, vibrating through stone, bone, and blood.Barry groaned softly and sat upright, rubbing his face with both hands.The room he had been given was barely larger than a storage cell. A low mattress lay directly on the stone floor. Beside it were three plain white robes folded neatly and a pair of worn sandals identical to those worn by the other disciples.There was no luxury nor special treatment for him. He was treated equally with the others.Barry had no problem with this. He was used to discipline and humility.Exhaled, he swung his legs off the mattress, and stood to his feet.The time was 4:00 a.m when he woke up. It was far earlier than his usual morning alarm.Without wasting time, he changed quickly, tied his robe, splashed cold water over his face, and stepped outside.The temple grounds were already alive.Rows of disciples moved in silence,
The clansmen
A heavy silence followed after Wei’s proclamation. For a long, awkward moment, no one said anything. Then everyone burst into laughter, shattering the silence like glass. Some clansmen covered their mouths as they laughed openly. Others shook their heads, smirking as if they had just heard the most ridiculous joke imaginable.“Him?!” a burly man with a shaved head and crossed arms barked, his voice thick with scorn. “Grandmaster, have the years clouded your vision? He’s an outsider! A soft city-dweller!”Another, younger man with a sharp face stepped forward, his smirk cruel. “Look at his clothes! His hands! He’s never known real labor, let alone the discipline of the Supreme Life-Force!""Absolutely. This is an insult to every disciple who has bled and sweated here for decades!"The laughter grew, mingled with angry muttering. "Grandmaster," an elder with a long scar across his cheek said gravely, "you trained us from childhood. We have shed blood and bone for this art. And yet yo
A Successor
Barry exhaled slowly, absorbing everything Wei had said.After a moment, he spoke.“How long would it take to master this Supreme Life-Force Martial Art?” Barry asked. “I have a family and a city to tend to. I can’t just abandon everything and disappear for years.”Wei did not answer immediately. Instead, he studied Barry again, his gaze sharper this time, as though peering beneath flesh and bone.“For an ordinary person,” Wei said at last, “it would take decades. Even for a genius, it would require many years of steady dedication and insane focus.”Barry frowned slightly, already feeling discouraged. There was no way he was staying away from his family for decades.“But in your case,” Wei continued, “it may take only six months. Perhaps a year at most.”Barry’s eyes widened in surprise. “That fast? Why is my case different?”Wei’s staff tapped lightly against the floor as he spoke.“Because you have already broken past the limits of ordinary humans,” Wei said calmly. “The power of a
The supreme life-force martial arts
A few days later, once the dust had fully settled and the world had moved on from House Lionheart, Barry sent out a discreet invitation.It was addressed to only one person.The mysterious martial arts master who had offered to train him to become the strongest.Barry invited him properly to his home.On the day of the master’s arrival, Barry sent a black luxury sedan bearing the Sullivan crest to pick him up at the private airport terminal. Hours later, the same car pulled up before Barry's private home.Inside the mansion, Barry stood by the dining hall window, hands behind his back. Sebastian appeared silently at his side.“The guest has arrived, Master,” Sebastian said.A moment later, the doors opened.The martial arts master entered dressed in a simple white robe that hung loosely from his shoulders, its fabric unadorned and unmarked by wealth or status. Leather sandals wrapped his feet, and in his right hand he carried a plain wooden staff.His long white hair flowed freely d
A generational alliance
The genie raised his hand. “As you wish,” he said.Then he snapped his fingers, the sound echoing through the chamber like a gunshot.For a brief instant, the air trembled. The genie’s voice rang out.“The successful coup has been reversed,” he declared. “Roland Lionheart is no longer king.”Roland gasped. Something inside him broke like glass. “The will of the people has been restored,” the genie continued. “The military’s loyalty to Roland has been severed. No one would answer to you anymore.”Roland felt it instantly.The authority he had over the military and his subjects had evaporated in the air. He slumped forward, barely catching himself with his hands as his knees hit the floor again.The genie turned to Barry. “Do you desire any further wishes, master?”Barry looked at the lamp, then at Roland, then calmly shook his head. “That’ll be all.”The genie nodded. “Very well. If you ever require my presence, rub the lamp and I'll be summoned.”His form dissolved into smoke and lig
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