The Fifty-Fifth Gravity Training

  "Young master, what is this thing for?" Wang Fu's face was filled with puzzlement as he looked at the object his master was fiddling with.

  Leng Xiao Yao heard Wang Fu's question and smiled slightly: "Do you want to become stronger?"

  Wang Fu heard Leng Xiao Yao's question and replied without hesitation, "Of course I want to. But does getting stronger have anything to do with these things?"

  "Hehe, if you want to get stronger, then go and call for some skilled craftsmen to help me."

  "Yes, young master, I'll go and call her right away." Wang Fu responded with a single word and immediately ran towards the maid's quarters.

  After a few minutes, Wang Fu brought ten maidservants to the square and said to Leng Xiao Yao: "Young master, I've brought them."

  "En." Leng Xiao Yao nodded, then ordered the ten maids with calm faces: "You ten come over, I need you to do this..."

  "Understood, young master." The ten maids responded in unison. It turned out that their young master only wanted them to sew clothes and add a small amount of iron sand in between, which was simply a trivial matter for these skilled women.

  Wang Fu heard Leng Xiao Yao's instructions and asked with a tentative expression on his face: "Young Master, are you thinking of practicing **?"

  "Well, if you're interested, let's start tomorrow and join me for early practice!" Leng Xiao Yao smiled and patted his butt before walking away, leaving behind a group of guards staring at each other.

  "Girl, you're finished." Wang Fu said viciously.

  "Alas, it's still too light." Leng Xiangyao put on the specially made clothes and couldn't help but shake his head. The thirty-kilogram weight of the clothes was really too light for him.

  "It's better to have something than nothing, I'll go ask Fu Bo tomorrow and see if there's anything heavier than this refined iron sand." After comforting himself, Leng Xiao Yao opened the door and walked towards the square.

  Wang Fu's thirty guards saw Leng Xiao Yao approaching and stood at attention, saying: "Young Master, good morning."

  "You're really early! If you want to train, follow me." Lan Xingyao waved his hand and started running in the square.

  "Keep up, anyone who doesn't finish the exercise quota will be punished by me." Wang Fu waved his hand and started running behind Leng Xiao Yao.

  One lap, two laps, ten laps. After Wang Fu's thirty guards had run thirty laps, some of them were already starting to feel out of breath. After all, carrying fifteen kilograms on their backs was a huge burden when their physical strength was declining.

  "What level of expert is Young Master, after all?" Wang Fu was also panting and running, with a look of respect on his face as he gazed at Cold Skye who was sprinting effortlessly, secretly guessing in his heart.

  After fifty rounds, only Wang Fu was left following behind Leng Xiao Yao, but at this point, Wang Fu was completely relying on the circulation of his internal Qi to support himself. If it weren't for the Qi supporting him, Wang Fu would have probably fallen down long ago.

  "If you want to become stronger, try to use less internal energy, otherwise your training will be meaningless and you might even regret it." Leng Xiao's face revealed a hint of a smile as he instructed Wang Fu, then continued with the usual training exercises from his past life: frog jumps, push-ups, sprints...

  Wang Fu heard Leng Xiao Yao's words and was stunned for a moment, then he began to ponder on the spot.

  Leng Xiao Yao followed the training program from his previous life, doing each set of exercises one by one. His movements left the thirty guards who were resting staring in amazement, "Good heavens! This young master is truly formidable!"

  A month has passed, and the thirty guards have also persisted. Now, barely ten of them can keep up with Leng Xiang's training program, which is only half as intense as before. They have also gained a lot from it. Wang Fu broke through from an elementary swordsman to an intermediate swordsman. Wang Fu's breakthrough inspired the other guards to train hard, who wouldn't want to break through and become stronger? With such a good opportunity in front of them, they naturally cherish it.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of impact rang out, and one after another, figures fell to the ground. Xiaofeng couldn't help but close her eyes even from a distance in the square below. This was a test, no, it was outright brutal torture!

  Ten minutes later, just under ten minutes, Wang Fu and others crawled on the square again, humming one by one.

  "Not bad, still room for improvement." Leng Xiao Yao praised and patted his hand before leaving the square.

  Leng Xiao Tian sat quietly in his study, listening intently to Fu Bo's report.

  "Has this kid been doing nothing but this for over a month?" A look of surprise appeared on Leng Xiao Tian's face.

  "Yes, the master of the house, young master Xiao trains in the morning, meditates at noon, and enters the library in the afternoon. He hasn't left the Leng estate even a step." Fu Bo said with a look of admiration when mentioning Leng Xiao Yao.

  "Fubo, you said that after the thirty guards followed Xiang'er in training, ten of them made a breakthrough?" Leng Xiao Tian again shifted the topic to one that Fubo had mentioned earlier.

  "Alright."

  "Where did that kid get so many weird training methods?" Cold Xiao Tian muttered, and then asked: "How much weight can that kid bear now?"

  "The young master's body already carries a weight of two hundred kilograms." Mr. Fu's face revealed a hint of bitter smile in response, and he had begun to gradually become perplexed about this young master.

  "Two hundred kilograms?" Ling Xiao Tian's face revealed a look of surprise. Although four hundred kilograms was child's play for him, the Sword Saint, it wasn't so simple for those below his level. While they might be able to move around normally with four hundred kilograms without issue, carrying that weight on their body day and night was no easy feat, especially when not using internal energy.

  "Yes, master." Fu Bo's face revealed a hint of bitter smile as he continued: "Young Master has already come to find me these past few days, wanting this old slave to help him find some iron blocks heavier than black iron."

  "Eh!" Leng Xiao's face showed surprise once again, "Fu Bo, you mean to say that Xiao Er's potential is not just 200 kilograms."

  Fu Bo sighed and said: "That's right."

  "Haha!" Leng Xiao Tian suddenly laughed and said: "Alright, since that's the case, Fu Bo, go to the Treasure Pavilion and retrieve three pieces of Xuan Iron. Help Xiao'er create a suitable Gravity Garment."

  Fu Bo heard what Leng Xiao Tian said and his face revealed a look of surprise as he called out: "House Master, that Xuan Tie is......"

  Leng Xiao smiled and waved his hand to interrupt Fu Bo's words, saying lightly: "Hehe, Fu Bo, it's just a few pieces of Xuan Tie iron, what's the big deal? It can't compare to the importance of my Leng family. Losing a weapon is no big deal, the Leng family is what truly matters."

  Fu Bo heard this and nodded slightly: "Yes, I'll take care of it right away."

  Leng Xiao waved his hand and said: "Fu Bo, you go ahead! I want to see what kind of surprise Xiang Er will bring to this old man."

  "Yes, master." Fu Bo nodded and bowed before withdrawing from the study.

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