Lin Sheng repeated the exercises over and over again.
On the other hand, Holy Shadow continued to transmit the parameters of his training and the data that needed to be adjusted to his mind. Then, he drew a dotted line on his vision for the next exercise.
The entire White Lion Fighting Arts, the six basic moves, were all linked together. It was basically a set of movements that mimicked a lion's hunting movements.
Ten minutes later.
Lin Sheng retracted his battle stance and looked at Master Cohen, who had a gratified look on his face.
"Very good, your posture and movements are already very accurate. Next, you need to practice for many years and carve it into your bones."
"Yes." Lin Sheng nodded.
"Then, next, I'll help you adjust your muscle strength."
With just one adjustment, to Cohen's surprise, Lin Sheng had completely grasped the essence of White Lion Fighting Arts' muscle strength.
Cohen was in disbelief and asked Lin Sheng to demonstrate it again.
Looking at this little brat who was only a few years old, he was actually able to execute the six basic stances of the White Lion Martial Arts so perfectly.
Moreover, there was no problem with his muscle strength.
"Very good!"
Cohen's expression changed.
"Very good! Very good! "
He seemed to be slightly excited that he could meet such a talented seedling before he entered his weak and old age.
This was his fortune.
"Next, I'll tell you the key points of breathing when exerting force." Cohen decided to observe and see if Lin Sheng's performance was only temporary.
But after that, he carefully explained the key points of breathing in a low voice. It only took him one time, but Lin Sheng had already memorized it. Moreover, it was easy for him to use it.
An hour later.
Lin Sheng had learned all the content that Cohen had prepared for today's lesson.
Originally, he had planned to use the entire morning, a total of four hours to complete it.
But for Lin Sheng, even without the help of the Holy Shadow, it was too easy for him to control his body.
Unlike Beitans and the others.
While these boys and girls were still practicing the basic sword moves, Lin Sheng had already perfectly grasped the basics of White Lion Fighting Arts.
It was different from what Cohen had in mind.
Lin Sheng did not need to waste time repeatedly practicing. He only needed to use the Holy Shadow's assistance and use his soul to affect his physical body. It was not difficult to affect mere muscle memory.
After all, he was a top-notch powerhouse who had long mastered his combat skills. His consciousness realm far surpassed this basic level.
What he lacked was nothing more than fine control and development of his physical body.
With the consumption of his soul power, Lin Sheng very quickly mastered the White Lion Combat Arts into his body.
Over the next few days, Cohen officially witnessed Lin Sheng's immense talent for learning.
Anything, as long as he taught them once, they would be able to remember it completely, and with a little explanation, they would be able to use it flexibly.
With the support of the territory's abundant resources, as time went by,
Three years later.
Cohen had taught Lin Sheng every single move of the White Lion's Combat Arts.
Lin Sheng didn't need that much time to learn a simple combat technique from the basics to the advanced to the advanced level.
Cohen spent most of his time explaining to Lin Sheng the various enemies and opponents he had encountered in the past.
When he was young, he had experienced thousands of battles.
There were all kinds of opponents, their weaknesses, strengths, abilities, and so on.
These were all valuable information. For Lin Sheng, it was a good way to understand this world.
In the past three years, apart from confirming that there were no problems at the Holy River, he had focused all his attention on this side.
At the age of six, he was already more than 1.4 meters tall. Apart from learning combat skills, he also had to learn the miscellaneous etiquette of the nobles.
Every once in a while, he would have to attend tea parties with his mother, using clumsy etiquette to socialize with a bunch of kids.
What a retard!
Lin Sheng stood alone, holding a cup of mixed goat milk. He walked to a corner of the garden and looked at the crescent moon in the night sky, quietly enjoying the peace and quiet.
He could hear the music from the tea party in the distance.
There were also other nobles' children chatting and playing in the garden.
Lin Sheng stood alone at the side, towering like a crane among chickens.
Now that he had mastered the White Lion Martial Arts, his body was full of streamlined, explosive muscles. He was tall and straight, almost as tall as a twelve-year-old boy.
Usually, he devoted all his attention to learning and studying the nature of the world, as well as the transformation of the true spirit. He couldn't be bothered to talk to the other kids.
Only his sister Shaweier and brother Beitans had the chance to talk to him.
But every time he spoke, the two kids would cover their faces and run away crying.
"Malfaria, why did you run to the corner alone again?" Shaweier ran over. At the age of 12, she was already slender and elegant, her small chest trembling slightly as she ran.
Lin Sheng was dressed in a white tuxedo, his silky dark brown hair somewhat obscuring his indifferent eyes.
"You guys go play, I don't like those games," he replied calmly.
"But you won't have any friends like this!" Shaweier pouted.
"Weaklings don't have the right to be my friend," Lin Sheng replied calmly. He didn't come to this world to understand the ways of interpersonal communication. Focusing on knowledge was his first task.
"You're too harsh!" Shaweier decisively grabbed Lin Sheng's hand. "Everyone's curious about you. You're a famous genius! Come quickly. "
She dragged Lin Sheng and ran to the center of the garden.
There were already more than ten children of other nobles gathered there.
His brother Beitans was also among them, talking to a few other boys of the same age.
However, his eyes kept drifting to a girl with a very good figure in a ponytail.
Lin Sheng didn't know the others. He only glanced at them briefly before turning his attention back, preparing to walk to the side and close his eyes to rest.
"Is this the young genius of our Jade View Fortress, Young Master Malfaria?"
"He looks so cold …"
"He's only six, right? Why is he so big? "
"I don't know … Did he take too much medicine?"
These children thought they were speaking softly, but in front of Lin Sheng's strengthened body, it was as if they were talking face to face.
When Beitans saw Lin Sheng coming over, he hurriedly smiled at him in an ingratiating manner.
Two boys stood beside him. One had a gentle expression and seemed to have a good temper.
However, the other always wore a fake smile on his face. This boy seemed to be of a moderate age in this group.
What caught Lin Sheng's attention was the faint gloomy aura emanating from him.
If it wasn't for the fact that he possessed God's Saint power, his soul would be extremely sensitive to all gloomy and negative energy fluctuations.
He probably wouldn't have been able to detect anything unusual about this boy.
This guy seemed to be hiding something. His strength and aura were completely different from the children around him.
However, Lin Sheng only glanced at him and couldn't be bothered to look any longer. No matter what he was hiding, it was trash in his eyes.
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