"Don't worry." Xia Yu patted her chest.

He thinks that he must beat Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji no matter what, right?

He could accept it if he couldn't defeat a strong general, after all, he was a professional, but he was still at the bottom among the literati, so he still wanted to lose face.

"It's what I said."

"It's hard to chase a horse." Xia Yuzhong's passion for the two young men increased again, and he swore without hesitation.

"Okay. There are stone locks over there. The smallest one weighs ten kilograms. You can take one in each hand, then squat on a horse and do it for half an hour."

Li Daoxuan's picture suddenly appeared, revealing his ferocious true face.

"Ah, half an hour!?" Xia Yu was dumbfounded, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head.

"Is the military advisor going to regret it?" Li Daoxuan took out a thick riding crop from somewhere and shook it maliciously.

"I'll go right away." Xia Yu immediately recognized the situation and rushed forward quickly.

Lifting the stone lock and squatting on the horse, Xia Yu's purgatory martial arts training life began.

"Pah! Pah!" On the school field, whenever someone is exhausted and wants to be lazy, the sound of sharp whips and screams will be heard.
Chapter completed!