All two-hundred-and-fifty-four soldiers had a breakthrough; not a single one of them failed. Then, they got up from the ground, and quickly organized themselves in their previous formation. They were looking at Jun Moxie with eyes full of gratitude… and… franticness…
"Bang!"
Two-hundred-and-fifty-four people kneeled to the ground, and knocked their heads against it. The sound produced by their act of gratitude was so loud that it echoed in all directions.
"Thank you, Young Master!" over two-hundred men roared in unison.
"I will give you two days. Use the usual training to adapt to the changes in your body. I want everyone to coordinate their style with the changes in their Mystic Qi. And, on morning of the third day—you will go to the weapons arsenal and receive your weapons!"
