In a large square, more than a dozen men were standing with their upper body naked, holding various cold weapons in their hands such as swords, sabers, spears and axes.
These men were all making many small, tedious movements, while their breathing was very peculiar, following a certain rhythm.
As the men continued moving on the spot, a look of exhaustion appeared on their faces and sweat ran down their forehead.
In a corner of the square, Chu Wuyao stood silently with her hands behind her back, looking at the men that were training with an expressionless face.
Right next to her stood a rough middle aged man, who was more than 2 meters in height and had exaggerated muscles on his body.
Chu Wuyao and the middle aged man seemed to put these men under great pressure and some of them were distracted, almost stumbling on themselves and destroying this seemingly harmonious scene.