Chapter 101.
During his encounter with who he suspected to be Qian Renxue, he had only used his power till third tier and had managed to suppress the opponent, although it was expected that she had not used her full strength either.
However, these tier configurations were flexible and interchangeable and their usage depended on the dynamics of the actual combat scenario and situation. Wang Feng could adjust his moves based on the specific situation, incorporating elements from different tier if needed.
For instance, in the second and third tier, he might enhance Golden Lotus soul power or increase Red Lotus karmic ability to swiftly defeat the enemy.
The grades presented merely served as a rough estimate of Wang Feng's overall strength and how much he is naturally using.
The exception was the sixth tier, involving the potential activation of the Pangu Axe. Wang Feng intended to create specific entries for each grade later, taking into account the various forms and abilities of Chaos Green Lotus after he had reached its full potential.
As Wang Feng contemplated this, he approached the door of the academy with others.
"It doesn't seem very heavy." Ma Hongjun remarked as he tested the stones in the bamboo basket, each weighing only about ten kilograms. For a 13-year-old child, it felt quite manageable to him.
As beast martial soul, soul masters, their enhanced physical qualities, coupled with the changes in their soul power, far surpassed those of ordinary individuals or tool martial, soul master. Despite the apparent ease with which they handled the ten-kilogram stones, Tang San cautioned, "It may seem easy now but running with a load for an extended period will become challenging as time passes on. As we progress, even carrying just one kilogram could impose a significant burden."
Wang Feng, who had just emerged, nodded in agreement. Tang San's was right.
Ten kilograms may seem light but Wang Feng knew that the challenge would intensify with continued running. As he considered the distance, he mused, "It won't take a hundred kilometers but after 50 kilometers, fatty should regret saying this, hehe."
The Grandmaster's restrictions prevented them from using soul power to alleviate the weight of load on their bodies. They had to rely solely on their physical fitness to run the laps.
"Tang San and Dai Mubai had the heaviest basket, weighing 15 kilograms! And... mine seems to be the lightest." Ning Rongrong remarked, feeling a sense of satisfaction.
Wang Feng, observing from a distance, couldn't help but think, "You won't be happy after a while."
"Don't worry, Grandmaster has carefully considered the weight each person can bear based on our physical fitness." Tang San assured them.
"Otherwise, we wouldn't have been assigned stones of different weights."
Oscar nodded in agreement, stating, "Although the master has only been here for two days, he takes our training seriously. He must have calculated the limits of what we each can bear."
As they conversed, the three of them commenced their run.
Wang Feng, carrying the bamboo basket on his back, assessed its weight and secretly noted, "The master really thinks highly of me, this bamboo basket weighs at least two hundred kilograms! Several times heavier than all seven of them combined!"
However, with the accustomed weight of Black Thorns Armor at more than two thousand kilograms attached to his body, an additional two hundred kilograms posed little challenge. Wang Feng could control the bamboo basket with his body, enabling him to run lightly. Though if left uncontrolled, the impact of running with something weighing over two hundred kilograms would be considerable.
Similarly, Wang Feng occasionally used soul power for precise control of the two thousand kilograms to exercise his soul power.
Observing everyone running, Wang Feng decided to let them continue for a while before joining them at a slower pace.
After running for a short distance, even without using soul power, Tang San, with superior physical strength, began to show signs of fatigue and the others were falling behind.
"Mubai, stop..." Tang San addressed Dai Mubai and whispered, "I sense that the teacher's punishment is not this simple. I think the punishment emphasizes the whole group and I believe it requires us to do something or finish it together. If we each carry the stone individually, even if we can manage it, it will be tough for them."
Dai Mubai nodded in agreement. As the rest caught up, Oscar seemed to have overheard the conversation. Taking a few breaths, he suggested, "If everyone works together, those with better physical strength can help those with less strength by lightening the load. You and Tang San have the best physical strength except Wang Feng. After running, you might have some excess energy. If you help the others, like Ning Rongrong, it could reduce the load. Let's run at a constant speed. If someone can't hold on, we can share the weight..."
Acknowledging that he was over 30 and had better physical strength than Ning Rongrong, Oscar recognized that the difference wouldn't be substantial.
"Oscar, I didn't realize you were quite thoughtful!" Ning Rongrong blushed, seemingly recalling something.
"Wang Feng must be enjoying his rest now? Humph!"
At that moment, Xiao Wu's voice was heard by all of them as she expressed her surprise, "Hey, Brother Feng, why are you here? Didn't you win? Why are you running with us?"
Everyone turned their attention to the direction of the voice and saw Wang Feng slowly approaching with a bamboo basket filled with various rocks, noticeably larger than the ones they carried.
Surprised, Ning Rongrong questioned, "Didn't you take a break?"
She couldn't understand why Wang Feng, who had just won, was also being punished. This sparked a hint of dissatisfaction in her, despite outwardly showing displeasure at Wang Feng's victory, deep down, she blamed the grandmaster for punishing him even after winning.
Wang Feng walked over and shook his head, explaining, "Grandmaster said we are all students of the same academy and are a team, so we should face punishment together. So, let me run with you."
Everyone nodded in agreement, realizing grandmaster's decision.
Oscar, curious, approached Wang Feng and inquired about the weight of the stones in his bamboo basket.
Wang Feng, reflecting for a moment, responded, "Not very heavy."
He then casually weighed the bamboo basket behind him. Due to the habitual burden of Black Thorns Armor, the weight didn't feel significant to him.
Oscar, doing some mental calculations, tried to estimate, "It should be more than twice as heavy as the combined weight of mine and Mubai's, right?" Tang San agreed, thinking the total weight should be around 60 kilograms.
Ma Hongjun, expressing disbelief, commented, "Is it so heavy? If it's 60 kilograms, I think I might collapse even before completing a round trip." He felt that carrying 10 kilograms back and forth from Suotuo City to the academy was already a bit strenuous, let alone 60 kilograms.
He took off the bamboo basket and handed it to Ma Hongjun as he asked to see if he can lift it. As Ma Hongjun attempted to lift it, he quickly found himself out of breath and collapsed on his butt. The bamboo basket, hitting the ground, left a deep mark on the still-hard dirt road.
The impact was so forceful that a dull sound reverberated, leaving everyone momentarily speechless at the sight.
Xiao Wu, astonished, inquired about the weight of Wang Feng's bamboo basket. As she also tried to pick it up, her shock increased, "It's so heavy! Xiao San, it's more than 60 kilograms!"
The others gathered around to inspect and Dai Mubai, after attempting to lift the bamboo basket, had an immediate change in expression. While he could manage to lift it, the thought of running with such a heavy load was daunting. Even one lap seemed nearly impossible.
Tang San also joined the group, and upon observing the stones more closely, he remarked, "This is probably at least two hundred kilograms or more. These stones aren't ordinary, they seem to be heavier black soil rocks. No wonder their colors and weight are different."
Ma Hongjun, now on his feet, also expressed his disbelief, "Two hundred kilograms? If you ask me to pick up a two-hundred-kilogram fat man, I might still manage but running or walking with it? I can't do it, unless I use my soul power. Wang Feng, why did grandmaster give you such a heavy stone?"
The weight was indeed quite challenging for the group.
Yet Tang San chose silence. At the age of six, Feng'ge had absorbed a soul ring of six thousand years, elevating his physical prowess beyond the reach of ordinary soul masters.
"Grandmaster is so excessive!" Ning Rongrong protested, approaching with frustration.
"How can he burden you with such a heavy weight? Running back and forth ten times? Even with soul power, it might be an impossible feat!"
'Indeed.' Dai Mubai thought to himself. Even with using soul power, enduring such a heavy load for ten rounds might be beyond his capability.
Soul power would be easily exhausted before he can even complete the ten laps.
Unknown to Dai Mubai, Wang Feng's strength was something he had yet to experience firsthand. However, the endurance for such a prolonged distance and duration remained uncertain in Dai Mubai's assessment.
"Enough chatter, let's run." Wang Feng chuckled, urging them forward.
Ning Rongrong wasn't a melee-focused soul master, yet she asserted Wang Feng's robust physicality based on observation and combat encounters. However, having not experienced it firsthand, she couldn't accurately gauge the extent of Wang Feng's strength. She believed his physical fitness surpassed that of Dai Mubai and Tang San, though the exact measure remained elusive.
She hadn't personally felt it, making it challenging for her to estimate Wang Feng's true strength. The current two hundred kilograms of stones surpassed her imagination.
"By the way, although I can't assist in sharing the load." Wang Feng effortlessly lifted the bamboo basket under Ma Hongjun's astonished gaze, using only two fingers.
"..." Ma Hongjun.
"But I can offer some techniques for sustaining a steady pace during long-distance runs." Wang Feng placed the bamboo basket back on his shoulder.
"What technique?" Zhu Zhuqing asked with a hint of curiosity.
Wang Feng pondered for a moment, then shared insights into long-distance running skills from his past life. There were numerous techniques, honed through years of exercise during these six years.
For instance, consider running posture, adjust landing feet based on different situations—forefoot running, full-palm running, and back-palm running. Coordinating body posture during running can slightly alleviate the strain caused by running. Crucially, mastering the art of breathing—abdominal breathing, nasal inhaling and mouth exhaling, with varying rhythms—adds an element of mystery to the whole endeavor.
Different rhythms create entirely distinct running experiences. Finding a suitable rhythm tailored to individual physical conditions effectively lessens the strain induced by running. Wang Feng acknowledged that these concepts might seem peculiar to them.
"Who pays attention to these things whil running?" Ma Hongjun questioned.
"Regardless of the techniques, it still requires robust physical stregth." Wang Feng gestured to the group.
"Let's discuss as we run, I'll provide corrections along the way."
While these techniques could only offer marginal assistance, they were undeniably beneficial for them.
As for the breathing technique and rhythm, Tang San was well-versed in internal strength as a Mysterious Heaven Technique practitioner and possessed a thorough understanding. His familiarity with this unique breathing method, intrinsic to Mysterious Heaven Art, stemmed from childhood exercises, making his runs notably more effortless among the group of seven.
However, Tang San couldn't share this specific breathing method associated with Mysterious Heaven Art with the others.
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