"He has to hold it. I don't care if he is able to." Yun Piaoliu said, "However, as far he shows, eight rounds must be his limit. After eight rounds, he will have no energy to go on, no matter how bad he wants to finish it. He is not to be blamed after all."
"So, let's see whether he can hang on till the eighth round!"
Three old men nodded together and watched Ye Xiao again.
Ye Xiao was gasping. He had just finished the seventh round. His face already turned pale. He seemed to be shaking. Apparently, he was running out of energy right now!
Even a small movement required all of his efforts after that seventh round. If he ever loosened his mind, he might fall down and never be able to get up again!
The eighth!
Ye Xiao sat in the bottom of the well and gasped. He felt it must feel better to die than to go on with this training.
However, after gasping a few times, he took that bucket and started to jump up.
For a few times, he nearly fell off…
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