I nodded and said, “Rufus has told me about it, but I still don’t know what it is.”
As I finished saying this, Leonard suddenly threw a lightning quick punch in my face.
Sylvia’s POV
I didn’t even get a second to react. I just stood there and let Leonard’s fist get close to my face.
His first stopped mere inches in front of my nose.
Although I could see that he didn’t really mean to hit me, I was still filled with a feeling of fear and powerlessness.
Unable to get a grip on myself, my legs turned to jelly, and I collapsed to the ground.
Leonard chuckled and explained, “I had no intention of punching you. Don’t be scared.”
When I came to my senses, I stood up in embarrassment, still feeling very weak.
Leonard didn’t even touch me right now, but I still felt like I had been attacked by an invisible force. And in the face of his charge, my fight response didn’t get even remotely triggered. My body only reacted with surrender and overwhelming fear.
The last person who had evoked similar feelings within me was Rufus.
“What the hell was that?” I asked Leonard in bewilderment.
He’d better not tell me it was magic, otherwise, I was fairly certain I was going to start doubting everything.
His face softened as he smiled. He slowly said, “That was the lycan power.”
“It was so strong.” I looked at him in surprise.
The last time I fought with Rufus, I had yet to hear about the lycan power. I had just assumed that he was very powerful.
Leonard nodded and explained, “There is less than one with the lycan power among every million werewolves. A werewolf with a lycan bloodline is destined to be a leader. Not only is the innate strength and speed of a lycan bloodline far beyond ordinary werewolves, but they also have the capability to suppress the blood power of ordinary wolves, compelling them to feel surrender and fear in their hearts.
Things finally clicked into place. “So, my legs subconsciously went weak right now. Was that because I surrendered to your lycan bloodline?”
“Exactly. You will get a better understanding if you ask Rufus to spar with you more often,” Leonard replied.
“What about me?” I raised my hands and looked at them. “Can I also use the lycan power?”
“Yes, you can.”
“Really? But I didn’t feel anything special about myself, except that I had a little more strength while fighting.” I waved my fist, perplexed.
“In the elite team selection competition, you used incredible power in the last punch you had thrown at Toby.” Leonard watched me with a smile. “That was when the king and I discovered that you had the lycan power.”
A sudden realization dawned on me. “No wonder the king instructed you to train me.”
I had been wondering why a powerful man like Leonard would suddenly consent to train me. I finally knew the reason now.
Leonard narrowed his eyes and said, “In general, the lycan bloodline is inherent. A werewolf with this bloodline is significantly better than ordinary werewolves. For example, Rufus led the army of werewolves to fight against vampires and won the battle at the age of fourteen.”
I scratched my head, puzzled. “But why didn’t I discover that I was born superior to ordinary werewolves?”
My past life was so mundane that there was not one special thing about it.
“And could my punch be a coincidence? I haven’t generated similar power since then.”
Leonard was at a loss for words at my questions. After several minutes, he answered, “It was not a coincidence.”
“Oh.” I nodded, still confused.
“Your power is indeed not steady yet. For the present, we don’t know the reason for this issue. The reason why the king asked me to train you was because he wanted you to gain a firm grasp over your power,” Leonard said lightly.
“Then let’s begin. Train me.” I was instantly infused with energy. “What should I do now?”
With his hands clasped behind his back, Leonard looked at me coldly and said, “Don’t be so eager. Calm yourself. Let’s do some basic training first. Start with punching the sandbag.”
“What?” I pursed my lips, feeling as if a basin of cold water had been poured over me. “I thought you would teach me some secret skills.”
“Don’t rush yourself to get instant success and benefits,” Leonard chided me with a smile he couldn’t conceal.
“Got it,” I replied dejectedly.
Leonard’s POV
I took Sylvia to the eighth floor, which had a variety of equipment for basic strength training.
“Come on, start punching the sandbag. Don’t stop unless I tell you to.” I tossed the boxing gloves to her and sat on the sofa on one side to enjoy my coffee.
As Sylvia grudgingly pulled on the gloves, she glanced at me and muttered, “There is even coffee here…”
I calmly took a sip of my coffee, feeling very content in my heart. This type of training program was pretty good. With an excellent student, I didn’t have much to do, and coffee was available too.
Sylvia started a series of basic training exercises under my instructions. Seeing her so reluctant had me intrigued.
“What are you doing? Haven’t you eaten lunch? Use more force.” I sat in a relaxed position and urged her on every now and then.
Sweat trickled down her forehead. I could hear the thumps when her fists connected with the sandbag.
In fact, she had already been well-trained in basic strength and skills over the past few months of school. I had ordered her to do the strength training right now just to exhaust her extra energy.
I had learned from Rufus that every time Sylvia displayed her special power, she was either extremely furious or in a desperate situation.
Her special power was unlikely to surface under normal circumstances.
At present, the first thing I needed to do was to remind her of the feeling of that power, so that she could control it.
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