A child not even six years old was required to do 500 push-ups. This incredibly brutal training method, if it happened in Vuuven's world, would definitely be on the News…
But Vuuven knew that this level of training wasn't even a warm-up for the physical techniques of the Mighty family!
"Come on, let me see just how far I can go!"
As soon as Mighty left,Vuuven bent down, his entire body taut like steel, the barely visible muscles in his arms trembling slightly. But after only a few, a faint soreness rose from Vuuven's bones. An kid is an kid not only because of their weak strength, but also because their bones are soft.
"Huff…"
Vuuven gasped for breath, the hot air slamming onto the floor.
"183, 184…"
Now, Vuuven's mind was blank except for these numbers. It was as if his only purpose in life was to slowly increase these numbers. Every meridian, every muscle, was screaming, reminding him with massive amounts of lactic acid, "You've reached your limit, give up! You've done so much already..."
"No, don't joke around! This is far from my limit!"
Vuuven roared, his eyes bloodshot! A new surge of power seemed to erupt from his entire body: "189.190.191..."
Then, Vuuven exploded, his arms straining, his whole body rising and falling like a miniature pile driver, the number of push-ups increasing rapidly with each passing moment!
"231!"
But when that number appeared, Vuuven felt as if he had suddenly lost his weight. No matter how much he tried to rouse himself, his body didn't react at all, he just plummeted straight to the ground. He'd
reached his limit!
This wasn't Vuuven's limit, but it was the limit of this kid's body...
"231?"
Vuuven watched his body slowly approach the floor, about to fall into the sweat, when a pair of warm, large hands suddenly caught him.
Mighty, he's back!
"Uncle Mighty…"
Vuuven looked at Mighty, who was covered in sweat, and smiled bitterly. "I didn't complete the mission. 231 was my limit!"
Although he hadn't completed the mission, Vuuven felt no guilt because he believed he had reached his limit. However…
"No, this is far from your limit!"
Mighty grabbed Vuuven's arm. "The human body has no limits!"
Hearing this, Vuuven couldn't help but feel unconvinced. "But just now, I really used up all my strength. I did about twenty more than I should have."
"No, training isn't about pushing yourself to the limit."
Mighty gently massaged Vuuven´s arm and said, "Do you remember 185? At that time, you were clearly close to your limit, so why did you have an extra bit of strength?"
"Extreme reaction?"
Vuuven blurted out involuntarily.
Mighty nodded slightly: "In fact, the extreme reaction is precisely why the human body has no limits."
"Every time you reach your limit, as long as you grit your teeth and persevere, your body will always provide you with new power." At this point, Mighty's expression suddenly turned serious: "However, this power isn't for you to unleash, but for you to persevere until the next extreme..."
Mighty stared intently at Vuuven: "Remember, there's no such thing as an explosive burst in training. An explosive burst equals giving up..."
"An explosive burst equals giving up!"
Vuuven seemed struck by lightning, involuntarily muttering to himself, "So, this is why guy is so powerful?"
Reaching the extreme isn't difficult, surpassing the extreme isn't difficult either. The only difficult thing is enduring loneliness and torment, using the newfound power generated at the extreme to continuously persevere until the next extreme arrives.