Chapter 10: A princess, but not a heroine (3)
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The fierce sound of air being split filled the air as the heavy object sliced through it. With a solid iron ball weighing about 50kg fastened to the end of an iron bar, swinging it like a sword created a loud, lethal noise. If something as hefty as that struck a wild boar, it would surely die instantly.
But, impressive as this training may have seemed, it had a major drawback.
Crunch! Snap!
The strain on the wrists, elbows, shoulders, waist—essentially the entire body—was immense. The average weight of most swords ranged from 1kg to 1.5kg. Heavier swords could go beyond 5kg, but those were rare. Generally, no one used excessively heavy swords.
The reason was simple: using such a weapon was a surefire way to destroy your body. No matter how slowly you swung it, one wrong move could leave you crippled.
This training method, which Ehan had dubbed the Diamond Body Training, was one of the extreme regimens he practiced.
"Huuuu!"
The first time he tried this method, he had nearly ended up permanently injured. He was shocked by the weight, realizing how reckless it was to even attempt to swing it. But Ehan didn’t give up. He started with 5kg and gradually increased the weight, slowly adapting to the heaviness and intensity of the training.
Now, he had reached the point where he could handle a 60kg iron bar and ball combined—truly a triumph of human perseverance.
...Well.
Snap.