Why Can't Genya Use Breathing Techniques Novels & Stories

“That’s not a request Miss Lockheart. I understand the mating process; but you need some rest. You are not focused because both your breathing technique and mind are all over the place. You need to centre” “I don;t know how” Gemma said quietly “Surely Carrie has taught you how to do basic breathing exercise? Or a form of yoga?” Seeing Gemma’s down turned face, he stroked his chiseled jaw and and looked at her, pity in his eyes. Gemma swallowed the lump in her throat as she tried to clear her throat.

After a few times, she finally learned the breathing techniques that Xenon told her and knew how to float in water. Exhausted, she leaned onto the wall to take a break. "Not bad. I will show you a few more tips tomorrow night." Xenon said with a smile. He watched her quietly for a bit and said, "You have a good figure. If your breasts are slightly bigger, then it would be perfect." He slid his hands down gently between Miya's breasts.

Everything was finally falling into place, slowly, painfully. Then it happened,One of the girls collapsed. Her breathing became shallow, her skin burning with fever. The magic inside her was spiraling out of control, rejecting the drain Selene had inflicted on her body. They had no choice. They needed me. “I can help,” I said weakly. “But only a little. I don’t have enough strength left.” Genny stood at the entrance, torn. “Will you release me or not?” I asked, forcing my eyes to meet hers.

“Hyera, you need to use your powers and extract the herbs into the wounds, now!” I don’t listen. I press my head to his chest, and my eyes widen in horror. He isn’t breathing. “Hyera! Focus!” she yells, shaking me from within. Through sobs, I force myself to gather strength, summoning my powers. My eyes glow faintly… but I falter. I can’t do it. “You need to calm yourself!” she exclaims, eyes widening. “Your powers won’t work when you’re under pressure, and you need to focus. Don’t forget what happens when you lose control.”

“The pressure is building!” I ignored her. I was tired of being the "Protected." I was tired of the "Consanguinity" being a crutch. I wanted the power that Isadora had—the raw, solitary command of the Grave. I reached for the "Silent Breath," a technique I had found in the Archive. It required me to stop breathing entirely, to let the magic oxygenate my blood. The world went white. The pain was beyond anything I had felt in the pits. It felt like my internal organs were being wrapped in barbed wire and dipped in liquid nitrogen. My vision tunneled until there was only a single point of violet light in the darkness.

- John Carl he checks his whole body, he was soaked in sweat, his whole being is greatly shaken to what he saw "Mary Ann..."- John Carl after a few days, everyone trains nonstop as their mana is becoming more dense than usual John Carl stays at its room for a whole day while practicing the breathing technique. As time pass by he was familiarizing himself using it and eventually successfully master a part of it the impurities in his body are getting lesser and lesser as the day pass now they were planning what to do next

She just hit the floor. It brought a big crack due to it. "...see that?" says Hiro. Mune held Yna's shoulders and changed her position in parallel to him. "Okay, here's the thing: you must close your eyes and focus on her breath. Try to focus on her breath one to track her." Yna frowned. "It isn't that easy to do, Mune. Are you seriously expecting me to do that in a second right after you instruct me?" "Yeah, I know it isn't. That's why I'm here to guide you. Why are you so upset?"

At his level, it was no longer that important for him to train physically but focusing on his breathing technique was the best training for him now. Yet, his ignorance displeased the short-haired woman even more. She frowned deeply and berated Zayn straightforwardly, “Hey! I’m giving you one last chance to come here, or I’ll be angry!” Zayn still refused to pay attention to her but he continued to practice breathing. He knew that Ares would certainly be able to sense the commotion because he was resting in the courtyard. It was not his fault for picking a fight anyhow. Realizing that Zayn was still bold enough to ignore her, the short-haired woman grew infuriated. She let out a heavy grunt a

The tree roots did not work at all by Nara's sword. Nara kept slashing at the roots over and over again. But nothing worked, not a single root of the tree was split in two. She was starting to run out of oxygen. Her breath hitched, and Her body was sweaty and weak. Her chest felt tight. She held onto her irregular rhythm of breathing.

Dr Ashton presented and Jeremy nodded. He started on simple breathing exercises and soon got pissed. "Dr Ash, I'm seriously not seeing how this changes anything. I'm tired of breathing, well not breathing to live, but breathing as part of the training. I want to do something that involves me actually having to use my powers." Jeremy complained. "You teenagers can be so impatient, I was actually getting to that part. Now breathe more deeply and try to focus your energy." Dr Ashton requested.