CHAPTER 70: FIRST TRAINING SESSION

"Then let’s start. What should we learn first?" William asked excitedly.

"Learn? That depends on what you can comprehend..."

"What do you—"

Before William could finish his sentence, Nash had already attacked.

Pouncing on the clueless William, his fist drove into his stomach.

Thud!

"Argh!" Feeling like his organs had been displaced, William nearly fainted from the pain.

Fortunately, the usual training of the Stanley family kept him awake as he instinctively distanced himself back.

"You— What are you doing?! I asked you to train me, not beat me up!" William couldn’t help but complain.

Because of the contract they had just signed, Nash now had complete control over his virtual private space.

Seeing the pain threshold increased to 1000%, it was no wonder he nearly passed out from the pain.

"As they say, pain is the greatest teacher! For this one hour, all you need to do is withstand my beating." Nash smirked, launching another attack.

Dashing toward William, his body suddenly rotated and delivered a roundhouse kick.

Knowing he couldn’t back down, William braced himself, intending to catch the attack and give Nash a taste of his own medicine.

Although he idolized Nash’s combat skills, he was still confident in his own strength.

Catching Nash’s foot, William wore a victorious grin. However, before he could celebrate, his strength seemed to drain away, unable to bear the force of Nash’s kick.

Bang!

Flying backward, William felt like his body was about to fall apart.

"What happened? Why am I so weak?"

Judging by Nash’s physical strength, William should be a few times stronger, not like this.

"What do you think is stronger? An arm or a foot?"

"But my strength—"

"I also equalized our strength. Otherwise, how could I ’teach’ you properly?"

Given William’s strength, if he didn’t equalize them, he would have a hard time teaching him.

"You—!"

Knowing even his strength was compromised, William’s face turned red with anger.

"That’s right! Channel your anger! Manifest your spirit!"

Feeling William’s rising emotions, Nash became even more violent, delivering a beating William would never forget.

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Soon, a quarter of an hour later, William was lying on the ground, unable to move a single inch.

Although his body automatically healed as per Nash’s settings, the pain in his mind hadn’t faded.

Feeling despair, William no longer stood up, accepting his fate.

"All right, ten-minute break! Seems like you’ve got more potential than I thought." Nash smiled, granting him a moment to rest.

"What do you mean? Was that battle earlier a test of my potential?" William finally reacted, hearing Nash’s rare praise.

"Hmm, of course. Otherwise, wouldn’t I just be torturing you for no reason?" Nash rolled his eyes.

He wasn’t a lunatic. How could he torture his cash machine before draining every bit of its value?

"What was the test about? How did you measure my potential?"

"I was testing your will to fight against pain and impossible odds."

"Normally, a person would surrender after a few seconds. Who knew you’d last over fifteen minutes?" Nash muttered in amazement.

This method was tested back in his old world.

In the face of insurmountable power and an unimaginable amount of pain, how long could one last?

For an ordinary person facing such an ordeal, they would immediately surrender and accept their fate.

Even the most elite would begin to doubt their life after a few minutes of battle.

However, William, even under the multiplied pain intensity, lasted over fifteen minutes, which broke even Nash’s expectations.

It seemed the training William had undergone was more rigorous than he thought.

The training wasn’t just in terms of fighting skills but also in mindset, emotional control, endurance, adaptability, and the will to face anything head-on.

Meanwhile, hearing Nash’s evaluation, William couldn’t help but smile.

"I’m so talented? As expected of me, William Stanley!" Laughing in delight, it seemed all the pain he suffered quickly disappeared.

"Don’t get cocky. Although the next training won’t be as intense, it’ll still hurt."

"Painful? Are we still going to fight?" William asked, feeling goosebumps all over his body.

"Of course. The best training is in combat. I’m sure you’ve got more exquisite skills and techniques than me, teaching you how to use them properly is more important than teaching you new ones."

"Alright..." Although reluctant, William still agreed, finding it reasonable.

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Ten minutes later, Nash stood up and motioned for William to get ready.

"This time, I’ll simulate the fighting styles of the dark beasts from the Dark Forest. Just do your best to keep up."

"Fighting skills of the dark beasts?"

Puzzled, he had an illusion that Nash seemed to transform into a rabbit, springing toward him using powerful legs.

Their distance suddenly closed in a blink, causing William not to react as Nash’s foot landed squarely on his face.

Bang!

Flying through the air, William’s eyes filled with disbelief.

But instead of giving in like last time, he quickly stood up, ready for another round.

Seeing the familiar movement of the White Rabbit from Nash, William felt like he was hallucinating.

"How can you imitate the White Rabbit’s movements so perfectly?"

"Don’t get distracted. Even if I’m simulating a White Rabbit, it’s still me you’re fighting."

Suddenly, as Nash finished speaking, he vanished before William’s eyes, leaving only an afterimage.

Before William could react, Nash’s foot slammed into his back, sending him flying forward.

"Damn, is this the White Rabbit boss?" William complained, quickly getting up.

Seeing the familiar moves amplified to an absurd degree, it felt like he was fighting the final boss version of the White Rabbit.

Seeing Nash come at him again, William predicted the movement and dodged to the side.

"Hah! It’s only a White Rabbit after all." Mocking excitedly, William raised his fist for a counterattack.

But a White Rabbit boss was a boss-level Dark Beast for a reason.

As if predicting his move, William’s fist hit a mirage, and a kick shot out from the other side.

"Ahem~ Looks like I’ll have to get serious." William scratched his head, embarrassed by his arrogance.

However, unlike before, where he didn’t think he had a chance to win, with Nash simulating such a ’weak’ creature, William felt he might actually have a shot.

Fighting it out against the boss-level White Rabbit, time quickly passed.