"Let's start the day, shall we." All the disciples wondered what kind of training they would have today, but what they did not expect was the huge pressure to fall upon them all of a sudden.
Their knees buckled as everyone had a different expression when they faced their current predicament.
Among them all, Ruo'er and Yuan Ming had the most persistence; despite the huge pressure, they failed to let their faces show their pain and suffering.
'What a monster.' From the corner of her eyes, Ruo'er noticed an odd thing. Everyone in the group was almost on the same level—their bending knees, their body posture—everything indicated that they were facing the same pressure, but that was impossible.
Each and every one of them was on a different level, be it their cultivation, bodies, or techniques—everything was different.