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  Chapter 17: Kame-Sen-ryu Martial Arts

  In the early m, when the sky outside had just begun to turn pale, Cyrus was woken up by Hermit Turtle. Little Wukong was also lying on Cyrus's shoulder, yawning tinuously.

  "Cyrus, from today on I will formally teay Turtle School's martial arts training."

  "Yes, Master Roshi!"

  Master Roshi had a serious look on his face, and Cyrus felt a little excited.

  Is his training finally going to begin?

  "First, before you start practig, I want to tell you what martial arts is."

  "Learning martial arts is not about peting with others, nor is it about showing off your strength to pick up pretty girls. These are all wrong ideas!"

  "We learn martial arts to make our body and mihy, and thehis healthy body and mind to live a meaningful life. This is the martial arts of our Kame-sen-ryu, do you uand?!"

  "I uand, Master Roshi!"

  Although he said he uood, Cyrus secretly felt ashamed in his heart.

  The reason why he wao learn martial arts was to make himself stronger and fight against possible enemies iure. He also thought about building a rge harem after he grew up and had great power. However, Cyrus also khat what Master Roshi said was right.

  Although he himself ot do it, he should still keep it in mind. If he wants to accept disciples iure, he should pass these words to his disciples intactly. What the master ot do should be done by future disciples!

  As if thinking that Cyrus really uood, Master Roshi nodded with satisfa, and then said:

  "Although we don't practice martial arts to fight with others, if we see martial artists bullying kind people iure, then that person is our enemy. Don't hesitate to teach him a lesson!"

  "Yes, Master Roshi!"

  There is absolutely no problem with this. Although Cyrus does not sider himself a good person, he is definitely not a bad person. If he meets someone who really needs help, he will be happy to help.

  "Okay, now let's start the formal training."

  "Let's take a leisurely jog first, follow me!"

  "yes!"

  Cyrus followed Master Roshi and ran. Little Wukong, who was held on Cyrus's shoulders, was also making happy noises as if shouting, "e on!"

  In order to guide Cyrus in his practice, Master Turtle had already taken them away from Turtle Isnd and came to another isnd in the nearby sea yesterday.

  This isnd is huge and is home to hundreds of households, making it a perfect pce for spiritual practice.

  Just like instrug Goku and Krillin in the inal work, Master Roshi first took Cyrus for a jog on the isnd for a distahen asked him to carry a milk box to deliver milk to the residents on the isnd, and then they ran circles around the roadside trees, climbed mountains, waded through waterfalls, crossed ss, and swam in a ke with sharks, etc.

  Although it seems that they are just some ordinary training, and one train on his own even without Master Roshi's guidance, but in fact it is not the case.

  The human body is a very sophisticated instrument. There are many requirements for knowing when to exercise, where to exercise, to what extent, and how to maximize the potential of the body and even the mind. You must not hurt yourself due to excessive training, but also maximize the effect of practice.

  In order to judge these accurately, one must have rich experience. Cyrus does not have such experienow, but he knows that Master Roshi has it, so he does whatever Master Roshi asks him to do meticulously.

  The first day was just a simple adaptation to the training, but even so, Cyrus was almost exhausted. Fortunately, he also had pure Saiyan blood, and after replenishing enough food and having a good sleep, he was almost fully recovered.

  However, the training became more strict starting from the sed day. Master Roshi brought a heavy tortoise shell and asked Cyrus to carry it on his back, and told him that he must carry it on his baatter whether he was training, practig, eating or sleeping. Moreover, he would be given a heavier tortoise shell every on a while.

  Although the training was extremely painful and even torturous, Cyrus gritted his teeth and persevered.

  Not to mention his own ambitions and dreams, he must work hard just for the survival of himself and the entire earth iure.

  In the near future, powerful and terrifying enemies will e to the earth oer another. If he does not want to die or leave his fate to others, then he must bee strong enough!

  The sun rises as; spring goes and winter es.

  No matter it was windy, rainy or thundering, Cyrus practiced hard every day.

  Soon, three years ter...

  "Run, jump, run, jump, ..."

  "Run, jump, run, jump, ..."

  "Run, jump, run, jump, ..."

  On the rugged mountain road, three figures were running while shouting slogans.

  Running in front is Hermit Turtle carrying a turtle shell on his back, closely following him is Cyrus, also carrying a turtle shell on his back, and behind Cyrus is Little Wukong, also carrying a small turtle shell on his back.

  Three years passed. Cyrus, who was already 9 years old, had grown a lot taller and the childishness on his face had faded a lot. Little Wukong had also grown from a little girl who could only babble and couldn't even speak into a cute little loli.

  At the beginning of the daily training, Little Wukong just y on Cyrus's shoulder and shouted slogans, but as she grew older, she also joined in.

  Ordinary children on the isnd at this age only py in the mud, but little Wukong is already able to plete daily training with Master Kame and Cyrus. Even Master Kame often wonders what kind of mohis little girl is.

  Plop!!!

  Right behind the three of them, a gigantiosaur fell to the ground, gasping for breath with its tongue hanging out.

  "See you tomorrow, Mr. Dinosaur!"

  Turning back, little Wukong was running and waving at the giant dinosaur in a baby voice.

  Every day when Cyrus and his panions passed through the territory of this giant dinosaur, they would be chased by it, and without surprise, this giant dinosaur would tire itself out every time until it had no more strength to chase.

  Looking at the three humans running away again, the giant dinosaur's eyes were filled with bitter tears, but they were quickly repced by a strong fighting spirit.

  Damn you humans, I will eat you tomorrow!!!

  After running around the entire isnd and finishing their m practice, Cyrus and the other two returo the Turtle Immortal's hut on the beach.

  "Ha ha……"

  Cyrus a Turtle looked normal, while Little Wukong was lying on the ground gasping for breath.

  Although she was able to practice with Cyrus and the others, she was still too young after all, and this was her limit...

  To be tinued…

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