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.

tell him about the use

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,

off without punching him, maybe some other disciples wouldn't fear his

plan, Gravis started concentrating on the stone. Yet, before he started punching, he thought about the advantages of finer

I think about it, I have quite fine control with my saber, but whenever I punch or kick with my body, I just unleash my power into the opponent. This has 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 his organs. After all, organs are not

he was always busy with training something else. Back in the Middle-Continent, he was busy with increasing his Realm and compressing his Will-Aura. He had some

his battle-strength! With more battle-strength, he had better chances of getting appropriate resources. No one at

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

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 future.

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

BANG!

different sized pieces, and Gravis grimaced. 'This will be

when

one of the boulders. He moved it around until it took the identical form

BANG!

measured brick, identical to

WACK!

Man

turned to the old man with an annoyed sneer. "I know! I only tried it out! I won't sabotage my own training.

WACK!

up! Less talking, more punching!" Old Man

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