One laugh after another brought Qin Piao and Fang Lin over.
Suyun and Hong Jiaxin were used to morning exercises. Suyun laughed and said, "Hey, when do we leave?"
As they chatted, it was soon approaching seven in the morning.
They had planned to start running at six-thirty, run until seven, practice some basic skills, and then those who needed to go to school or work would do so.
Just then, Zhang Jing's voice was heard from downstairs: "Qin Piao."
Qin Piao responded, "I'm coming."
Upon hearing that Zhang Jing had come, Luo Yang's mood immediately became solemn.
Now he suspected that Zhang Jing's request to become an apprentice might be a pretext, hiding an unspeakable motive.
Last night his Yin Spirit had met her; he didn't know whether she had sensed his Yin Spirit or had actually seen it.
Everyone was neatly dressed and stepped out of the house.
The early autumn weather was hardly rainy, making it ideal for running in the morning.
"Sister Jing, how did you sleep last night?" Luo Yang asked.
"I slept very well," Zhang Jing answered.
From her natural expression, there was no sign she had encountered anything out of the ordinary last night.
"Let's run from here to the head of the village and then from the head of the village to the end," Luo Yang said.
Suyun took the lead, the other beauties followed behind, and Luo Yang brought up the rear.
Villagers working in the fields had never seen so many beauties running and stopped their work to watch.
By the time they reached the head of the village, some beauties were panting heavily.
Their fitness was not up to par.
An Yuying, Tang Guihua, Qin Piao, Fang Lin, and Shuang Qiao hadn't exercised their bodies much for a long time, and even though the distance was not long, they were already panting heavily.
Running from the head to the end of the village was about two kilometers.
Only Suyun, Hong Jiaxin, and Zhang Jing managed to keep running to the big grassy area at the end of the village.
The other beauties ultimately walked to the destination.
Seeing An Yuying and the other beauties with flushed faces and dripping with sweat, Luo Yang laughed and said, "Sister An, Sister Guihua, Sister Piao, Sister Fang, Big Sister Qiao, Little Sister Qiao, you didn't meet the standard."
Qin Piao laughed and said, "Cowboy, running that far in one go is exhausting."
Qiao Zai Shui wiped the fragrant sweat from his forehead and panted, "Are we going to run every day?"
Running was the simplest way to train their physical fitness.
"Yes. As long as it doesn't rain, we'll run like this. We must persist every day," Luo Yang said.
If it weren't for the true desire to improve their skills for self-defense, Shuang Qiao would have given up long ago.
Luo Yang seriously said, "Martial arts isn't easy, it's about perseverance."
In fact, for him, martial arts came easier than drinking water.
But he knew that was because he had obtained the Shennong Scripture, making him stronger than ordinary people.
The beauties could see some improvement in their physical abilities only after opening their governor and conception vessels.
However, they still needed to train to maintain good physical fitness and reaction speed.
"Now take the Horse Stance," Luo Yang instructed.
"Let's rest for a bit first," Tang Guihua said sweetly.
From her look, it was clear that she was tired, after all, she hadn't run for a long time.
"Sister Guihua, just imagine, if a bad guy with a knife was chasing you, you'd have the motivation to practice the Horse Stance," Luo Yang said.
"Then I might as well practice running," Tang Guihua fanned herself with her hand.
The other beauties giggled.
"Hurry up. Once training is over, you can all disperse," Luo Yang urged.
Among this group of beauties, the only ones who could choose whether or not to learn martial arts were Suyun and Fang Lin.
But both Suyun and Fang Lin were serious; as soon as Luo Yang mentioned the Horse Stance, they immediately took the stance.
The other beauties, seeing that Suyun and Fang Lin had no objections, reluctantly practiced the Horse Stance as well.
Having just finished running, most of the beauties were still out of breath, and suddenly having to take the Horse Stance, they merely went through the motions, barely spreading their legs, almost not squatting at all, and barely lifting their hands.
Seeing their half-hearted attempts, Luo Yang felt embarrassed to criticize them.
"Sister An, raise your hands higher."
Luo Yang stood behind An Yuying, guiding her.
The angle her legs spread was no more than 10 degrees, looking as if she hadn't spread them at all.
If it was just spreading without having to squat slightly, An Yuying could manage it.
But to spread and also to squat lightly was challenging for An Yuying, who had not yet recovered her strength.