"Ah!"
Yuehua Academy, training room!
With a heart-wrenching roar, a yellow light glowed from Wu Wei's body, and his muscles began to move up and down in the light.
Five minutes later.
The light on Wu Wei's body was extinguished. He could no longer maintain the [ Yellow Turban Iron Bull Stance ] and fell to the ground.
Seeing that Wu Wei had fallen, the little fairy at the side hurriedly flapped her little wings and came over to ask about his well-being.
She asked Wu Wei.
Did you fall somewhere? Does it hurt? Do you want to blow?
It had been almost half a month. How could Wu Wei not know about his little fellow?
This little fellow might care about him, but more than that, she wanted to seize this opportunity to slack off.
Hence, he lifted the little fellow up and said, "It doesn't hurt, thank you. And you, continue your training!"
