"Here, use your waist muscles."
"Slowly, squat down."
Priscilla's flushed cheeks resembled those of a ripe apple as she crouched down in response to the sound.
She would occasionally glance back at Victor behind her.
"Master... Master, is it alright now?"
"I'm about to... not be able to hold on any longer."
It was with great difficulty that Priscilla managed to squeeze out those words, as if she had used all her strength.
The next second, a hand was placed on her shoulder and gently patted it.
"That's fine."
Priscilla quickly stood up and twisted her neck.
He rubbed his aching lower back while pounding his sore legs.
The aching sensation was almost unbearable for her.
Practicing horse stance is too tiring.
Priscilla, panting heavily, leaned against the pillar behind her and stretched languidly.
Hearing the bones crack and pop, it felt as if all the physical fatigue simply vanished.
Victor stood behind Priscilla, looking at the pocket watch in his hand, and sighed softly.
"Forty-eight seconds, three seconds longer than before, that's an improvement."
Priscilla's cheeks were still flushed, and upon hearing that she had made progress, a smile spread across her face.
Those scarlet eyes looked at Viktor expectantly, as if they wanted to hear praise for his progress.
"But you're still the worst student."
Upon hearing this, Priscilla lowered her head in dejection.
She did want to compete with others, but her physical condition simply wouldn't allow it.
She tilted her head and looked to her side.
The two tiger-men stood with their hands on their waists, legs straight at a 90-degree angle, in a horse stance.
His breathing was steady, and there wasn't even a speck of sweat on his face.
Priscilla was somewhat puzzled.
Is it possible that because they are tiger-men, they don't sweat on their foreheads?
However, the two tiger-men have remained motionless in this position since early morning.
It's already noon, and they're still maintaining their current posture.
At this moment, Priscilla secretly glanced at Aurelion on the other side.
With training, she can persevere for a long time.
However, she naturally did not need to train in physical exercises such as horse stance.
After all, they are from different schools of thought.
At this moment, Aurelion was repeatedly swinging her sword.
From this morning until now.
It was repeated again and again.
Sweat poured from her body, soaking through her thick clothes.
When you stick it to your body, it's as if you can see inside through the slight transparency.
Priscilla dared not look any further and quickly turned back to look at the calm-faced Victor:
“Master… Master.”
Why should I practice this too?
Victor glanced at Priscilla's scarlet eyes and began to answer:
"So that you can become a martial arts master."
"Martial Arts Master?"
Priscilla was stunned when she heard the word.
This was the first time she had ever heard of this... profession?
Victor's gaze roamed over her, taking in Priscilla's body.
Although Priscilla's mindset remained that of a seventeen-year-old underage girl.
But over the years, her body has not stopped growing normally.
My body has already reached maturity, and everything that should have grown is in place.
She can already be considered a legally married girl.
Therefore, it is more difficult to become a martial arts master at this point.
However, she was the most perfect vampire, forged from the blood of millions of people who died in exchange for her life.
As a result, her body was incredibly strong, to an unbelievable degree.
However, she has a major flaw, which was exposed when she was at the lowest level of Guantau Prison.
That is, insufficient endurance.
Her bloodline was so perfect that Priscilla possessed immense strength and self-healing abilities, but her body could not fully withstand them.
This prevents her from fully unleashing her power.
She needs to take it slowly, guiding her body's power through continuous battles and practice.
Victor's original intention was to have Priscilla interact with the martial artists and train together to enhance her somewhat fragile stamina.
Of all these professions, martial arts master is undoubtedly the most suitable for her.
Because every martial artist needs to practice 'qi' every day.
It draws life force from the natural environment to nourish itself and maintain its blood and qi supply.
For Priscilla, a vampire, a martial artist who can replenish her blood energy is the most suitable profession.
It can also help train Priscilla's endurance.
Priscilla asked in confusion:
"Then... how far do I need to train?"
Victor listened to Priscilla's question and pondered for a moment:
"Those two are about the same level."
"ah?"
She glanced at the two tiger-men who remained motionless in their poses, her face showing fear, and unconsciously kept her distance from them.
Priscilla regretted it.
Forget about a whole morning, she felt back pain even after just forty seconds, wishing she could collapse onto the bed at any moment.
How long will it take to train two tigers to stand for a whole morning?
But that wasn't all, Viktor added:
"Of course, there's more to practice than just these."
He continued calmly,
"I will leave one of the tiger-people behind. She will protect you and serve as your teacher, supervising your daily practice."
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