Gravis looked at the three-meter-high piece of pure ore and had no idea how to punch it into uniform pieces. He didn't have such fine control over his strength.

'Wait!' Gravis immediately realized something. 'I don't have such fine control over my strength? Wouldn't that be an issue?' Gravis thought. 'Punching such a hard ore into uniform pieces seems impossible right now, but is it really? I remember some guy in my homeworld creating beautiful artworks by punching some stone only once. I still remember that I thought it was incredibly impressive.'

Gravis started looking at the stone differently and then turned to Old Man Lightning, who had been following him all this time. Gravis started watching Old Man Lightning with squinting eyes. 'Is this some kind of training? If so, how does he know that I lack such fine control?'

WACK!

The cane hit Gravis' head again. "Stop staring at me with those squinting eyes!" Old Man Lightning said, annoyance apparent in his voice.

Gravis rubbed his head and grew a little annoyed. This old man didn't have to hit him all the time. "Do you want to show me that I don't have control over my power?"

WACK!

Another hit with the cane. "Stop being a smartass and start punching!" Old Man Lightning said, but inside, he felt surprised.

'This boy is smart. He already realized my goal before he even punched it once. Quite impressive!' Old Man Lightning thought.

Gravis looked with annoyance at Old Man Lightning. "Just be honest! Are you?" he asked directly.

The grip around the cane tightened, but no additional hit came. The word "honest" had hit the right spot. Honesty was the most important thing in Old Man Lightning's heart. "Yes, now go punch!" he said through gritted teeth.

to punch the ore until he despaired. Then, he would gracefully appear and tell him about the use of this exercise. Like this, this innocent young boy would be surprised about his increased power and look at

this exercise in an instant, ruining his plans! Old Man Lightning had been so proud of his sudden spark of inspiration. In reality, he didn't really care for his home. Every time he got angry while inside his house,

other disciples wouldn't fear his mighty

failed plan, Gravis started concentrating on the stone. Yet, before he started punching, he thought

always worked in the past since my opponents' bodies were, at most, slightly stronger. But, when I punched Byron, it achieved nothing. Who knows, maybe with finer control, I would have been able to penetrate his defense and injure

in the Middle-Continent, he was busy with increasing his Realm and compressing his Will-Aura. He

battle-strength! With more battle-strength, he had better chances of getting appropriate resources. No one at the Tree or Self Stage would

Spirit, but that was only a hypothetical. As long as he was the strongest in his Realm or

for resources he fought had been the tournament for the fourth level of the Lightning Tower, back in the Proxy-Lightning Guild. Since then, he hadn't been involved in any more of those fights, but that didn't mean that such fights would never happen in the

how much power he needed to break it into two even pieces. Then, he readied himself

BANG!

different sized pieces, and Gravis grimaced. 'This

ore harden when I used lightning?

into one of the boulders. He moved it around until it took the identical form of one of those other bricks. Then,

BANG!

broke apart again, but a perfectly measured brick, identical to the

WACK!

Old Man Lightning

I only tried it out! I won't sabotage my own training. Also,

WACK!

Less talking, more

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