If you don't want to just drift through life, you have to go through time.

Feeling heartbroken after being repeatedly mocked, Frilian glanced at Philon, who slowly stopped laughing—she hadn't laughed in a long time.

Truman's presence prevented Philon from becoming as negative and depressed as he had initially thought, and sometimes he would unconsciously reveal the mindset that is appropriate for his age.

Frilian then looked at Hugh Tarker.

"So, what are you trying to say?"

"Please talk to me too!" Hughtar complained, almost in tears. "I'm a warrior, and I don't have anything in common with you mages. You've been talking about magic the whole way here, and I'm so lonely!!"

Despite his formidable strength, Shutark is about the same age as Philon, still a child. Moreover, he's a child who craves praise and recognition.

"Lord Shutark, horses cannot speak."

"I'm not a horse!"

"Tsk."

Philon curled his lip in disdain.

"Even if you say that, I'm just a magician..." Frillian looked at Truman beside her. "What should we do?"

"I really can't do anything with you, so let me teach you."

"Really!? Thank you!"

Shutark was somewhat agitated.

Truman is someone that Azer greatly admires. It is said that he has given his teacher a lot of inspiration in the field of warriors. Even if he is not as strong as he used to be, you can see from his teaching of Philon just now that he has the ability.

In addition, during the previous battle with the Red Mirror Dragon, it was the dragon that taught me to face and overcome fear, so the subsequent teachings will definitely be even better!

He's already starting to look forward to it!

"Shutark, I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush." ​​Truman gestured for Shutark to stop, trying to calm him down. "What I'm about to teach might not be as amazing as you think."

"It's okay!"

Hugh Tarker thought Truman was being modest.

"All right……"

Seeing how much he was looking forward to it, Truman couldn't pretend not to see it, so he had no choice but to teach him that trick.

"When you were fighting the Red Mirror Dragon before, I said that any animal's head is a weak point. If you get hit, you will be stunned, and if it is hit hard, you may even die on the spot. Actually, there is another weakness."

"another?"

"You learn from me."

Truman gestured for Hugh Talke to follow his movements, and Hugh Talke did just that.

"First, separate your feet slightly and lower your upper body, making a stance similar to a horse stance."

"Practice horse stance?"

"This will allow me to exert my full strength more effectively."

"Hmm, and then?"

"Then, form a mudra with both hands, creating the tiger mudra."

"Tiger Seal?"

"Just cross your hands together, but keep your index and middle fingers straight, the straighter the better."

"is that so……"

Shutark made the same gesture with some skepticism. He found it strange; wasn't it foolish for a warrior to voluntarily seal his own hands?

"Nothing much, the important part is coming up next."

"oh oh!"

"Push it upwards with all your might!"

"...Poke it upwards?"

When Hugh Tarker saw Truman sticking his hands up, he imitated him quite well. But this only made him more puzzled.

"What's the use of this?"

"Of course! ...Alright, let's have a little practical exercise."

Truman gestured for him to step aside.

We arrived at the open space.

Because it was a drill, Shutark didn't use the double-edged axe... To be honest, if Truman had encountered Shutark using the double-edged axe, he wouldn't have dared to fight him head-on.

For a mage to clash head-on with a warrior is utterly foolish.

"Are you ready?"

"alright."

Shuttalke is on high alert.

He got into position, ready to defend himself against Chu Men at any moment. Even though he knew that his opponent had just learned a new move, he dared not be careless, because his opponent was Chu Men!

"Hmm, it's too tight."

"What?"

"There's a flaw!"

While Hugh Tarek was subconsciously answering, Truman immediately summoned the little golem behind him, then ran quickly behind Hugh Tarek, raised a pair of stone statues with their index and middle fingers clasped together, and jabbed them hard into Hugh Tarek's buttocks.

That's right!

The move Truman used was the Thousand Years of Death, a secret martial arts technique of Konoha that everyone feared and dreaded!

"It hurts so much—!"

Hugh Tarek jumped at least 5 meters high in pain!

"Wow..."

"Fool."

Frillie and Philon were both stunned. They never expected there to be such a despicable move. It was truly despicable.

"Shutark, this technique is called the Thousand Years of Death. It gets its name from the pain it inflicts, which is like dying for a thousand years. Have you learned it?"

"Ouch, that hurts...! Truman, what are you doing? What kind of move is that? Are you kidding me?!"

Shutark lay on the ground with his butt sticking out.

His face was contorted in pain, he clutched his buttocks with both hands, gasping for breath, and his speech became slurred.

"I'm teaching you a technique. This is a martial arts secret from a certain hidden village. I thought you would like it."

"What's so appealing about it? Besides, what's the point of using that kind of move?"

"But you've lost your defenses and are temporarily immobilized, aren't you?"

"That is—"

Shutark tried to argue, but the truth was that he was poked hard in the buttocks and then fell to his knees, unable to get up again.

This move may seem like a joke, but it's actually very useful.

Almost every warrior trains to develop an invincible defense, like an iron bell, with thick skin, tough flesh, and high health, making them seem like cockroaches that are impossible to kill. However, warriors also have weaknesses, and these are mostly areas like the buttocks that are not easy to train.

If someone even cultivates their buttocks, then you really need to consider whether that person is human.

"This kind of move is one thing, but to use a miniature golem..."

"This is a derivative use of the technique. Shutark can also use hidden weapons or bombs to catch the enemy off guard and render them unable to fight in a short time."

"But I'm a warrior, I can't use tools like the little golem, so what should I do? I can't just not use my hands, can I?"

"...How about it? It's a pretty good move, isn't it?"

"You just brushed it off?!"

Shutark is too noisy.

"Hmm, they managed to get away with it."

"You just brushed it off, Lady Frillien."

Frillie and Philon were speechless.

It took Shutark a while to recover and struggle to his feet. He still had some difficulty walking and was limping.

That's how the little golem is; it can't control its own strength. I guess it'll have to wait a while before it can walk normally.

"How about it, Shutark? Want to learn?... Even so, you should have already learned it, since it's so simple."

"No, I won't use it."

Why?

"Because what you teach isn't anything respectable."

"...I won't allow you to talk about yourself like that, Shutark."

"I wasn't talking about myself!"