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"Slower than the old man." The old man said.

Gritting his teeth, he punched on the ground while lying on it. His anger was clearly seen in his punch. He tried to stood into a sitting position. But the old man hit his forehead with his stick, making him fall back before he could even get up.

"Now tell me, ca you go like this?" The old man asked.

"If you let me, I can." Lycaon said

The old man then removed his stick from Lycaon's head. He then stomped his stick on his stomach, making Lycaon burst out air.

"You can't." The old man said.

"Why aren't you letting me go?" Lycaon asked.

"How can you?" The old asked the same question again.

Pushing his stick aside, Lycaon rolled to the side and stood into a sitting position.

"Stop irritating me." Lycaon said.

The old man then threw the stick at him. Lycaon barely dodged it, falling again.

"A weak body can help no one." The old man said.