Chapter 6 first teacher that he acknowledge and 1st gate: Pain

When Jacob returned to Earl James mansion it was already 6.30 pm. Lucky he returned early if not he's gonna have a lot of trouble again.

After eating dinner with his mother and father he returns to his room and lay down on his king size bed. Looking at the ceiling he did not know what he wanted to do now, because it was too hard to move his body when his stomach was too full.

At the end he decided to do what the instructor asked him to do. The declaration in encrypted words. Even he did not know what it meant and just write exactly as the instructor wrote down on paper.

He choose to do so now because it easy to only move his hand not his body. 'Smartphone was really blessings for humankind' he thought.

He rested for 1 hour before he started training. He trained the same as he did yesterday. He did so because today the instructor did not teach him anything, heck he even forgot to ask the instructor name.

As usual after shower he does his rituals before sleep watching some anime episodes that come that day.

The next day, after going to school and sending Linda home he came directly toward the sport center.

He finds the instructor still teaching the same thing as yesterday to his students. He said to him

"Jacob wait another 1 hour before I can teach you"

He then just shrugged his shoulder walk to corners of the training hall, fished up his tangled earphones from his pocket, untangled it and rewatched some one piece episode.

.......

One hour later only then did he stop watching the anime and all the students left the sport center. Only two of them left in this empty training hall.

"Before I started to teach you I need to ask you something, how much can you give yourself into getting stronger?" Asked the instructor.

"Except my family I am willing to give my everything as long as the strength is mine" replied Jacob.

"Even your sanity?" The instructor says while smiling.

"Yes, even my sanity if needed" Jacob says decisively.

"Good, good you deserve to be the grandson of Jack the Prideful Lion" said the instructor.

"By the way I forgot to tell you, my name is Alumir and you can call me guru it means teacher in my language" said the south East Asian guy.

"Now on both of you knee, face facing where the sun sinking into the horizon and say the oath"

"In my culture when sending the deceased into grave we will call him/her with his/her mother name at the end, as he/she comes to earth by his/her mother birth him/her to the earth and it will return to the earth bearing the mother name as sign of respect. And you mother name is Sarah if i not mistaken. Repeat after me"

The sky and earth be my witness, bound the oath to my soul, I Jacob Earl James son of Sarah Earl James swear oath that I take Alumir son of Siti as my teacher, I swear to be always true to myself and never give up in pursuit of strength until last drop of my blood land upon the ground, bound I by the oath until the eternal death separate me apart!"

"Now is your time," said Alumir.

Without wasting the time Jacob then swears the oath exactly as Alumir said.

"The sky and earth be my witness, bound the oath to my soul, I Jacob Earl James son of Sarah Earl James swear oath that I take Alumir son of Siti as my teacher, I swear to be always true to myself and never give up in pursuit of strength until last drop of my blood land upon the ground, bound I by the oath until the eternal death separate me apart!"

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"Good now that you have taken the oath you are my disciple, to be exact my no 1 disciple, remember the oath be true to yourself and never give up."

"Yes guru!" Reply Jacob.

Alumir nodded and explain

"In the line of secret art there are two ways and two schools of thought. One is our ways that called berserker where we fight using our anger and instincts to the fullest and other one is called scholar the one who fighting using strategy and brain, they always wanted to be the calm one"

"Heh, but for me they are a bunch of hypocrites and backstabbing. None of them are truly kind people. We the berserker rarely has someone that hypocrite like them as we needed to be true to our self"

"Our legacy secret art are called [[Birth of The Will]], it a dancing art that combine combat movement and flexibility. But to teach you the art you must first pass the 1st gate test: Pain, as the creator of our legacy said that ''those who only overcome pain are worthy to achieve strength"".

"Now come strike me as hard as you can!" Shouted Alumir

At first Jacob hesitates because he knows that he is stronger than a normal human, but he is still doing what he is told to.

Shush!

He threw a fast kick toward Alumir head, the kick was fast enough to make a sound and if it landed on Alumir head it was enough to send him flying and break his skull as Jacob did not hold back at all.

But the lightning fast kick did not land at Alumir head and miss it barely 1 cm away as Alumir just only made small body movement.

When his kick missed Jacob was thinking to continue striking using a combo that he always practiced at night.

Bang!

But before he could even actually do it, he was kicked in the stomach. It was so hard that he was sending flying crashing to the ground.

The pain is unbearable so much so that his saliva dripping from his mouth uncontrollably.

"What are you waiting on?! Stand up and strike me! Don't tell me that son of Sarah is a coward hiding under his mother's skirt!" Taunt Alumir.

Enrage by the taunt Jacob forces his legs to stand up and rushing toward Alumir to tackle him down.

But again Alumir doge it with a breath of hair and sending powerful kicks send the poor fat tens flying and crashing to the ground.

Jacob did not give up even on immerse pain as water kept coming from his nose and mouth dripping to the ground.

He rushed to Alumir again and again yet he still couldn't hit him at all yet he was sent down towards the ground by a powerful kick.

After 2 hours Jacob can't even move anymore, his brain was freeze from pain akin to windows 1 trying to open YouTube on Google Chrome.

Laying on the ground as liquid dripping from his nose and mouth like an idiot. He rested on the ground until 1 hour later he could barely stand.

When he was in too much pain Jacob did not see where his teacher went, but when he already could think properly, Alumir came to him with a glass full of dark green liquid.

Without saying anything Alumir grabbed Jacob's head, Alumir's arm was hard like titanium, Jacob can't even shake his head.

Left with his mouth open Alumir force down the dark green liquid down his throat.

Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!

It was so bitter that Jacob thought that his tongue was already dead poisoned by the green water.

Cough! Cough! Cough!

The water was so bitter that he couldn't help but to cough non stop for a while and almost vomited on the sport but he chose not to as Alumir said that he needed to drink that again today if he vomited it right now.

"Not bad, you can handle the pain, rest a bit before you go home, it's already 6.05 pm." Said his guru.

"What!" Even in pain he stood up and ran out on the spot to his car and ask his chauffeur to fast back home.

In the car he feels that the feeling of pain has already started to lessen, and when he returns home he already feels nothing such pain anymore.

'The water is really magical,' he thought.

At dinner it was like always, he told his mother about his day except the training he did with Alumir, and his mother told him about cases today and her life same with his father.

At night after resting for a 1 hour after dinner he only then opens his shirt and pants. To his surprise there was no brushing nor was there a muscle tear less than a cracked bone.

He feels strange as how his teacher did this, his strike is aimed to deliver the most amount of pain without injuring the body.

Sometimes he feel it was stupid techniques to just cause pain without injuring the receiver, but thinking back it also a good technique to train new disciple will power to overcome the pain.

Sitting in meditation Jacob tries to imagine the training he faces today, and sets up a combination of punch and kick to counter the small movement of his teacher.

After he meditated for a while he then tried to reanimate the fight and do some modifications toward his strike and kick.

Satisfied with the modification he then takes a cold shower and does his rituals before sleeping.

That night he slept soundly as he was tired mental and physically.