"Hey! Ha!"
The trainees were sweating, squeezing out every ounce of strength from their bodies. Only by reaching the limit could their power grow rapidly.
They were learning martial arts, the Fierce Bull Fist and Cloud-Stepping Leg, occasionally sparring in pairs, honing their combat skills.
Shi Lei's gaze was firm; his legs shook as he faced the impact of his opponent's Fierce Bull Fist time and time again. The boy, a head taller than him, had much more strength.
"Ha!"
He constantly dodged and finally took the opportunity to punch the opponent in the belly, attacking again while the big kid was in pain.
…
"Shi Lei wins!" the assistant instructor shouted.
Panting heavily, Shi Lei didn't want to move at all; he was too tired, his whole body aching. However, he knew that assuming the posture stance now would help him recover quickly.
Struggling to stand up, he quickly got into the stance, and the circulation of energy in his body accelerated his recovery.
