Luo Zexi's little face was flushed, and the sweat on his face was pouring down like rain. Veins were popping out on his forehead and neck. It showed how far he had reached now, but he still didn't cry tired.
, still did not give up, still persisted hard, he kept telling himself in his heart, just hold on for a while, a while is enough, one by one, he persisted until now.
Suddenly, the weight on his arms disappeared, and Luo Zexi knelt directly on the ground. He felt extremely tired. He wanted to close his eyes and sleep now. He was so tired that he couldn't lift his hands at all.
"Run around Xumiao Island until I can't run anymore." Qing Mo's faint voice sounded. Luo Zexi couldn't stand up at all, but he was not qualified to say no now and had to stand up.
The art of body refining is to continuously refine the body and make the body become the most powerful weapon.
He took a deep breath and stood up with difficulty. His hands seemed to be broken and hung by his sides. When he took the first step, he felt it was very difficult. His body felt like being pricked by needles and it hurt so much.
But he still took steps step by step. After running for a few steps, he began to throw his hands up. As he ran, he suddenly felt a very strange feeling, as if he was no longer tired all of a sudden, as if he had been having a great time.
It was a very narrow passage, but it soon transformed into a very wide passage, which was indescribably relaxing.
Qing Mo looked at his state and nodded with satisfaction. Body refining relies on strong willpower, and Luo Zexi fits it perfectly. He relies on his own telekinesis to persist until now. If he continues to train like this, it won't take long for him to
The body will undergo qualitative transformation.
The outer perimeter of Xumiao Island is quite large, and it is impossible to run all the way. For this impossible task, Luo Zexi still gritted his teeth and persisted, running as far as he can.
"Dad, will Aze die if he continues to train like this?" Jiujiu asked a little worriedly. He was really afraid that Luo Zexi would not be able to bear such high-intensity training.
"No." Qing Mo replied simply. He knew Luo Zexi's potential very well and would never let anything happen to him. He would only let him continue to break through his limits within a reasonable range.
"Dad, why haven't you trained me like this?"
"Do you want to? Then you can train with Aze tomorrow." Qing Mo thinks it would be good to let Jiujiu give it a try. Although Jiujiu's defense is good, there is no harm in letting the strength of the body reach another level.
Jiujiu immediately shook his head, "No, I just said it casually, dad, just listen to it casually." He felt that such training was so terrifying, and he would definitely not be able to bear it.
"I didn't just listen casually. You and Aze will train together tomorrow." Qing Mo said seriously.
"No discussion?" Jiujiu asked tentatively.
Qing Mo shook his head, "No need to discuss."
"Then Wanzi, too!" Jiujiu pointed at Wanzi and shouted, Wanzi was startled and quickly kept a distance from Jiujiu, "No, I don't want it!" Does this count as being shot while lying down?
"Dad, let Wanzi come too!"
"Wanzi is Feng Linyue's man. I can't ask for it. If Wanzi doesn't want to, then he won't. You and Aze will have company when you train together. Learn from Aze's hard work!"
Jiujiu suddenly became unhappy, but looking at the hard work of Aze, he felt that it was okay to accompany Aze in training. They were good brothers and had to share joys and sorrows.