Time flies, half a year has passed.
As the training results of others are shared, Seth's perception of his own physical fitness gradually weakens.
Just like bodybuilders on earth, muscles will grow very quickly during the novice welfare period, but after the real training begins, the muscle growth rate will slow down and reach a stable plateau period.
The reason for this phenomenon is that the trainer was too weak before. When he first starts regular training, his body will gradually adapt, and after he fully adapts, everything will stabilize.
Seth's current state is roughly the same.
Early this morning, Seth and Zeta were walking to school together.
After counting the time on his fingers, Zeta showed an expectant expression: "The final exam will be here soon!"
"Zeta, you have changed. You used to be afraid of exams." Seth said with a smile.
"The past was the past, and the present is the present. You can't always think of the past as the present. I was not good at it before, so I practiced more..." Zeta expressed quite impressively.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zeta suddenly looked like a deflated ball and looked at his friend beside him: "However, no matter how hard I train, my strength cannot grow as fast as yours."
While speaking, Zeta reached out and touched the hard muscles on Seth's shoulders, with envy on his face.
Today, after half a year of hard work and sharing, Seth's body muscles are clearly defined and the muscle lines are smooth. With a little force, his muscles can almost become stretched.
"Seth, how do you train? Tell me the training methods." Zeta asked eagerly.
Seth: "..."
If he said he hadn't practiced, Zeta probably wouldn't believe it...
So Seth left a mysterious sentence: "Time pays off, just work hard."
"But I haven't seen you working hard on physical training." Zeta was even more confused.
In the past six months, every time I went to see Seth, he was either reading or playing games, and I never saw him practicing physical skills...
Thinking of this, an important message suddenly flashed in Zeta's head: "No, you must have secret training!"
"Every day after school, you have to stay in school for two hours. The teacher must be giving you special training during these two hours, right! Your muscles must have grown during that time!" Zeta said categorically.
Seth: "..."
Zeta guessed half right. He did have special training, but the special training was about light.
Moreover, the special training effect of light is very average.
At least in the eyes of instructor Ace, he failed.
Because in the eyes of Instructor Ace, he is a young genius who shot the first ray of light at the age of more than 2,000 years old, and his subsequent performance should not be so mediocre.
But how could the instructor know that his talent was mediocre, and all his ray skills came from Kag, a warrior in the reserve team.
How much the other party understands light, how much you understand light...
"Snapped!"
Zeta next to him suddenly clapped his hands: "Here, you didn't say anything, which proves that I guessed it right!"
Seth: "Why don't you suspect that my muscles grew while playing games?"
"When playing games, I not only use my eyes but also my brain. Maybe I develop my muscle brain first, and then my muscles spread to the body with the brain as the center..."
Hearing Seth's nonsensical explanation, Zeta showed a confident smile: "You are treating me like a child, I will not be fooled!"
"A simulator game can't even exercise your brain, let alone your muscles."
"Unless you happen to meet a master of philosophy inside."
Seth: "??"
This kid really got it right, Tregchia is not a master of philosophy.
It's just that since the last meeting, I haven't met Tregear in the game for half a year.
"I just asked, why is that guy so nervous?" Seth was speechless.
"What did you say?" Zeta curiously put her head in front of Seth.
"It's okay, I was thinking about the physical skills test this afternoon." Seth changed the subject.
"You still have to worry about the physical skills test? In the past six months, which test have you not ranked first? And you still say it was a fluke every time..." Zeta was poked at the painful spot and let out a long sigh.
"No matter, if you participate in special training after school today, I will join you!" Zeta suddenly looked at Seth seriously.
Seth was embarrassed: "I can't take charge of this matter. It depends on the instructor whether he agrees or not."
"Why don't you agree? I'm just watching."
While chatting, the two children walked to the school gate.
The old guard, Mr. O, greeted them enthusiastically: "It's strange that I didn't come running over to go to school today."
"We get up early every day now, and we haven't run to school for a long time." Zeta said unconvinced.
The old man said happily: "I know, why don't I, an old man, give you an award?"
This sentence immediately choked Zeta, and after holding it for a long time, he said: "It's not necessary."
Then, the old man's eyes fell on Seth: "He looks stronger than yesterday."
Seth smiled modestly: "They are almost the same as my classmates."
"Haha, when I was looking at the gate before, I saw a kid as muscular as you. His chest muscles were very well trained. That kid was more modest than you." The old man seemed to think of some old things again, and there was something in his eyes. thinking.
"I just don't know what happened to the child."
"What's his name?" Zeta asked curiously.
"Ultraman." The old man looked calm.
Seth: "??"
"This person the old man is talking about is the first-generation Ultraman, right?"
After all, how many years has he been working as a janitor at the gate of a primary school?
Zeta glanced at the big clock on the teaching building and grabbed Seth: "Okay, class starts right away. Let's go in first."
Soon, two children hurried into the teaching building.
The guard looked at the backs of the two men and said, "They really look alike."
…
Inside the classroom.
The teacher stood on the podium, looking with satisfaction at the eyes below that were eager for knowledge.
"After a whole school year of study, tomorrow and the next two days, it will be time to test your academic achievements in cultural classes this school year."
"Of course, as your class teacher, I also care about your performance in physical arts class."
"There will be a small practice before the physical arts exam in the afternoon. Guess who will be training with you this time..."
Speaking of this, the teacher's expression suddenly turned playful.
Seston felt bad: "You're not going to fight the instructor directly, are you?"
"No, no, you don't need your instructors to do this little drill." The teacher shook his head.
Seth: "It's not an instructor. Judging from the teacher's expression, it's probably not a case of sparring between classmates...could it be..."
In the row behind Seth, Carlo couldn't hold it in anymore. He raised his hand and said, "We are fighting the students from the Space Guard!"
"My brother received this news last night!"
Zeta: "So our opponent today is your brother? No, it's our brother... Then can you let our brother put some slack?"
